Cathari Alaskel (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=899757)<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll37/Geesaroni/white_catgirl_zpskx91j6as.png)</div><strong>Tag</strong>: Miranda, Ogzi, Menzoza<br/><hr/>That went<em>way</em>better than expected, enough so that it surprised even Cathari. She had been counting on a squeak, maybe even a squeal, but<em>this</em>, this was something. A slight blush came to her cheeks as she regarded the fallen priestess - she hadn't been<em>completely</em>inattentive while the girl talked about everything she wanted done to her. Her eyes narrowed and she grinned a mischevious grin. "Yep." She put a foot on the prone Miranda, driving her weight down on the elf's belly, looking down at her with all the domineering presence of her dragon forbear, "you were talking smack."<br/><br/>She was pretty light (for a person, anyway), and the elf wouldn't have much trouble getting up if she really tried, but Cathari would at least make it painful.<br/><br/>"Normally I wouldn't care, but with all that stuff about strength you were saying..." she slowly but sharply ground her heel into the priestess' soft skin, "guess you go down pretty easy."