<div class="floatright">(http://s26.postimg.org/ux9siu3md/Al_rhayel.jpg)</div><strong>Al´Rhayel</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=93354)<br/><hr/><br/>As<strong>Thalya</strong>went for her brests, her first instinct was to smack her upside the head, but she rememberd that<strong>Thalya</strong>had been the odd-one off from the coven, with her arcane witchery. But anyway,<strong>Thalya</strong>had been member of covens forest orgies, where the elder druids bred in honor of the Rebirth cycle. She herself had been too young back then, but now she was an woman.<br/><br/>Her nipples getting hard with every passing second of<strong>Thalya's</strong>touch. Her voice pitching a bit<strong>"I dont see gloom everywhere.. but sea.. it brings out the worst in the world... Please.. this is not the time or the place...for this.."</strong>She did not even realice how wet she had begun by  the mere touch of the older woman.<br/><br/>She did not turn to face<strong>Thalya</strong>, knowing her reddish skin would give away her emotional state so she pulled her cloak tighter around her, letting the sea breeze cool her off.