As the three friend's settled in to enjoy a long night of passion, unholy things moved in the dark...<br/><br/>Seven young women cried quietly a they were carried through the night, thrown over the shoulders of ebony creatures part man, part wolf.  Earlier that evening the beasts had attacked their refugee band, hooting and howling, beating back or slaying their defenders and snatching them away before dancing off into the night, leaving mad laughter and eerie howls in their wake.<br/><br/>Finally—in the dark of night—they reached a river bed, soft with moss, and their captors tossed them down.<br/><br/>The girls cringed and shrank into each other as the wolf-men circled them, eyes glowing gold in the dark.<br/><br/>The girls screamed when they pounded, descending on them in a flurry of claws and knives that somehow drew no blood, but instead left their clothing a tattered ruins!<br/><br/>The creatures laughed heartily and turned to one another, grouping into threes and playing rock-paper scissors as the now naked girls huddled together and trembled.<br/><br/>Not far downstream, Hikaru had his head buried between Reika's thighs, his tongue doing beautiful things to her body while she nuzzled in Yori's arms.<br/><br/>He jerked to his feet at the sound of a half dozen horrified screams, quickly licking his lips clean.  The fire exalts' one good eye narrowed and he grabbed for his grand daiklaive.  “Come on,” he growled, “That sounded bad.”