<div class="floatright">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/e6412ad16791488bb76e1855c487d846/e00372de93ccb888-4e/s1280x1920/6e15d9b5ce2a30cd5b445d3cedcd964e057aefb7.jpg)</div><strong>Tamithari</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314507.msg15212157#msg15212157)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Western Ramp<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Gloss, Clara, Xazgir, Lucifel<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 84/84<strong>AC</strong>: 16<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>:<br/><hr/><br/>Sufficiently comfortable, despite the prod under her, she leaned back against Gloss, her tail curling around his side. under his hands, her stomach was firm and muscular under soft skin, tensing a little now and then as she continued to shift herself subtly. She downed the remainder of wine, her nose crinkling a bit.<strong>"Not nearly sweet enough,"</strong>she muttered with a little pout in her voice.<br/><br/>Xazgir's approach caused a little sharp-toothed smile to appear.<strong>"Well, it's still early for a good pounding."</strong>She leaned aside a bit to make room for the thorny fiend. Though she didn't share the hostility that the celestial in the tent did, there was still an instinctual<em>wrongness</em>to Xazgir that put all the fuzz on the fey guardian's arms up. Of course, he seemed nice enough in the current situation, so Tami tried to not let it get to her. Plus he shared a fondness for mischief.<br/><br/>Speaking of, Clara once again caught her attention. The young woman knew it, too; for all of Tamithari's apparent fluff and cheekiness, she still had the eyes and teeth of a predator, and the stare that followed her out of the tent was very much like that of a hungry carnivore watching a rabbit. Gloss and Xazgir both saw Tami's ears stiffen, her tongue brush against her canines...<br/><br/>And then she sprang off of Gloss' lap, giving chase! Or... more actually, taking the four steps or so to catch up with Clara and touch her shoulder before she could leave the tent.<strong>"You're so <em>timid</em>! Come over, have some wine with us; I'm the only one who bites, and I <em>promise</em> not to."</strong>She tilted her head back towards Gloss and Xazgir with a bounce of red hair.<strong>"Going to have a hard time fighting these.. things if you're shaken by me sitting on someone's lap,"</strong>she chided quietly, with a playful look in her eyes...<strong>"C'mon, tell us about you and <em>your</em> guardian!"</strong><br/><br/>With that offer, she turned, swishign her thick (and in Tami's opinion, quite perfect) tail in the air as she went back to Gloss and Xazgir, whether Clara came or not. Since the fiend has probably claimed her spot on Gloss' lap, she instead decided to lean over the man's shoulders, nudging his ear softly with her nose and lips, before straightening to take another mug of wine. She glanced to Lucifel again as he spoke to Gloss, one ear cocking sideways.<strong>"<em>Do</em> you pray, master?"</strong>