<div class="floatright">(https://mfiles.alphacoders.com/766/766988.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Tula Elanorin<br/><strong>Class: </strong>Elven Hunter<br/><strong>Strength:</strong>Legs<strong>Vulnerability:</strong>Arms<br/><strong>Willpower:</strong>30<strong>Defense:</strong>9<strong>Morale:</strong>11<br/><strong>Bondage  Head:</strong><strong>Arms:</strong><strong>Legs:</strong><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/><strong>Passive:</strong>Volley Fire<br/><strong>Passive:</strong>Skillful Precision<br/><strong>Attack:</strong>Projectile 2d4, Concealment & Thrust Kick 1d4<br/><strong>Cooldowns:</strong>Piercing Shot, Snare Trap, Rain of Arrows & Call the shot<br/><hr/><br/>She had started to breathe again once she took the shot. The scent was stronger here...scent...everything felt so alive, so real. Why was she here? She lets out a soft whimper as she felt her nipples ache as she felt them stiffen. She felt warm as blood rushed to the surface of her skin, her breathing quickening which in turn caused her to breathe in more of the scent. The logical part of her knew that some plants drew in bees so they may be pollinated. Or in the case of plants that ate insects...but she didn't really care did she?<br/><br/>She felt the pull and could not help herself. Her bow was important, wasn't it? She felt herself move forwards then pulled towards one of the flower creatures, no girls...they were girls weren't they. It was strange. They were fighting over her, she wondered why. Were they quirky like Amanda? Goddess, she could not think, where was she? Everything is so pretty. She lets out another whimper as she feels the soft caress of the petals. Something fell behind her. She looked into the eyes of the pretty girl. She was pretty and she wanted her. She felt fingers on her bustier, undoing them. Noo...don't...she tried struggling but before she could, she felt the soft assault her on her sensitive ear. "No please....not that...." She sort of felt the petals around her vibrate, but she did not care, well not really, should she?<br/><br/>Her bustier falls free and with that her breasts as well. She was not well endowed, not at all, but they were firm. Her nipples ached, the ached so much. She was toned from her daily workout with archery practice and fieldcraft. "No..no...stop.....she had to get free."