It's any sort of shock that any of you can hear yourselves or another over the talking and mewling and general sense of impending doom. Your various attempts to disperse the kitty crowds have only made a few of them that actually noticed even more pissed off. With all of your yelling and threats and tricks you managed to get 12 feet to the left, which is not much of a improvement.<br/><br/>It does give you a great viewpoint from your horses of when things get even more interesting. Being that someone had the thought of releasing the wrench that operated the pulleys that open the gates proper. Which was quite the interest to the hundreds upon hundreds upon hundreds of pissed off catgirls.<br/><br/>If you thought the noise was insane recently, the sounds of all of those catgirls screeching and shoving and yelling and mewling to get to the gate is something entirely new to the eardrums of mere mortals. That and the sounds of your horses freaking the shit out as they are essentially carried at this point by the multitude of catgirls escaping into the country side.<br/><br/>Cindrana and Midina were caught off guard by this sudden horse molestation, losing your seats amongst the chaos and falling into the sea of stampeding catgirls. Soon lost amongst all of that sexy furry flesh, as your two other comrades managed to stay on for dear life as the sea of catgirls carries you off out past the gate and outside of the city walls.<br/><br/>Maximum catgirl density is reached during the choke-point that is the gate, to only decrease in magnitude once outside and the crowds dispersing in all directions, mostly on the main highways. By the time the two of you still on your horses are about 300 feet away, the catgirl density is low enough to regain some semblance of control over your mounts.<br/><br/>The two of you that fell off, well that is something entire different. Getting kicked, groped, molested, yanked, spanked, kissed, and spanked again by untold number of catgirls. Carried off to certain doom through and past the gate to only get deposited somewhere on the ground some place 300 or so feet away from the gate. The torrent of catgirls escaping the city continues on for 5 solid minutes until the last remaining catgirls in the city have seemly escaped.<br/><br/>What is left is something out of a battlefield slaughter. Dozens of poor bystanders lay dead or dying on the ground all around you, along with the ground scattered with torn clothes and destroyed wagons and what is left of horses. Which is not a lot, as they some how managed to kill, dismember, and carry off the horse meat throughout that stampede.<br/><br/>When Cindrana and Midina regain enough senses, you'd find that your bodies are covered in claw marks and spank marks, along with any of your nonmagical clothes you are wearing are just gone. Along with 1/6th of what ever spare gold you have on you when you left the Inn.<br/>