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Dillian sighed, one hand rising to his forehead to rub his temples as he considered that particular sentence, he looked at Ashlie and smiled. She's reckless. Welcome Ashlie, I assume you'll be staying with us since Christine is the reason for your existence. Congratulations, you're the only squirrel person I've ever heard of ever. You're so rare you're legend. With the blue fairy backing him up.

Yup! There has never been a humanoid squirrel spirit in recorded fairy knowledge! You're alll new! Welcome! she said, apparently having seen to everyone else sufficiently to return to Christine and the others.

You made her... Summoned her.... This is one stray we actually can't take off your hands Fox Spirit. Apologies. she said, bowing in the air, while Ashlie sat up and clung to Christine. Don't abandon me! T.T
 
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"Oh, I'd much rather keep her around anyway. Dillian is - and Chinta has been - nice, but having another grown woman around is going to be so much better." Christine replies, not minding at all being clung to.
 
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Ashlie calms down and Dillian nods. I wont speak ill of Chinta at all. He flew through that hellstorm earlier and got us out of the city. He has stones, but he never struck as much of a fighter. I think he's much safer on his own. If I know him he's looking after the children and that makes me feel better about everything. Dillian said, FINALLY managing to tear his eyes away from the naked pair, which was impressive considering Christine could feel Ashlie's breasts pushing around her bicep.

Snuggling into Christine, the pair flop back over into the grass while Ashlie laughs up a storm for a moment or two, the sound infectious and soon even Dillian can't suppress a chuckle. I can't and wont complain about two beautiful women around. Though... I did find these. he said, setting a bundle which Christine would recognize as the clothing she had lost in the tree earlier. Tempted not to give them back though, the leaves suit you. And you were so careless to lose the knife I gave you.
 
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Giggling herself, Christine scritches Ashlie's ears. "Oh, you can keep them for now. It's not like we'll be around other people soon. Ashlie needs clothes as well, though, for when we will be."
 
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Dillian intelligently has Nothing to say about that, but his face says that he's pleased with her decision. Or at least a part of him is. Well, fearless leader, we can lounge around until you have an idea of what you wanna do. I'm ready whenever you are. he said, laying down in the tall grass and essentially vanishing from view near his tree stumpy perch.

Ashlie having recovered from their earlier romp looked at Christine. Fearless leader? You're the leader? That's... this world is strange. she said, blinking a few times. Women apparently were not leaders in any sense in whatever world she was from.

Submissive confirmed.
 
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Blinking at the implication of what Ashlie says, a sly smile gradually appears on Christine's face. "Oh, this is going to be FUN..." she says mostly to herself as the kitsune finally stands up and stretches for a bit. "Oh, do you know how to fight, Ashlie?"
 
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Yeah... I used a staff when I was alive. Quarterstaff. So... get me a big stick, should remember most of it. she answers, standing with Christine and stretching as well, looking around for something suitable long and straight and failing. We'll have to make you one then. Wont be too hard, just need a sturdy sapling. Hey Christine, maybe that Treewoman? Could she help? he asked, entirely ignorant of the earlier situation.
 
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There was that hole in her memory again. SOMETHING strange had happened with the dryad, if only she could figure out what. "I... am not sure she'd be amenable. Better not try to disturb her unless she comes to us." Christine replies to Dillian and mentally pokes the blue fairy, asking if she knew where to find a good sapling.
 
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We heard you, you want a stick. Quarterstaff ish stick. I wouldn't cut down ANYTHING with a dryad close by. But.... She's a bitch so! here. she got as an answer, the fairies magicking a small oak sapling up in front of them, which of course Dillian promptly murdered and started whittling down into a staff. It wouldn't be as good as an actual weaponized staff, but getting hit with a stick still hurt.

While he worked on that, Christine figured they had a few hours while he worked on that, starting a fire nearby to likely harden the wood in the flames later.

It's gonna take awhile to get used to this. Ashlie said, blinking at the sudden sapling before looking at Christine.

What should we do? Tempt fate with a walk? My old woods were full of giant frogs and salamanders that yeah... Umm. Yeah! Among other things like eat people.
 
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"Thanks!" Christine says to the sudden sapling springing out from the ground. "Sure, I guess. I don't THINK we're going to encounter anything dangerous nearby, but you never know." Letting Ashlie pick the direction, Christine follows the squirrelgirl, resisting the temptation to touch the fluffy tail.
 
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Ashlie heads off at random! to the east, a direction neither Dillian nor Christine had followed, running her hands over trees while Christine resisted the obvious urge to touch the big, fluffy, beautiful gloriously sensitive squirrel tail bobbing around in front of her.

They went along peacefully and entirely unmolested for about 45 minutes of peace and quiet, Ashlie humming an unknown but pleasant tune softly while she just enjoyed being alive.

That Only lasted 45 minutes, two large feline shapes dropping out of the trees, one in front, one behind, panthers with 2 large, slowly weaving tendrils that bent the light around them imperfectly. Why the hadn't just attacked, or let their camoflage down was a mystery until one spoke up. Not Food Not Food. wanderers Fey. Not food not food, but fellows for play. one said smoothly, the voice a deep hiss, both males.

Agreed Not Food at all, but juicy, plump and ripe. We cannot taste with more then a lick, we cannot, dare not Bite. his fellow hissed in return, both starting to pace around them slowly, grinning and growling deep in their chests, Ashlie looking both confused, and terrified at the same time.
 
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"No biting, got it." Christine says, dropping to a crouch and starting to chill the air around her while preparing to punch either of the beasts if it got too close.
 
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She is rude, Feel the frost. One said behind her, Ashlie just flailing at the moment. Indeed she's Crude. But at her cost. his partner answered.

Spanky 17 vs Christine
Mowkittymowmow 9 vs Ashlie 15
Christine Kung Fu's! 16 vs 9 SPANKY NUUU!
Ashlie tailwags! 8 vs 8 THE DERP IS REAL

The one behind her, who had called her rude, immediately snapped one of it's tendrils out and slapped Christine hard across the ass, spanking her soundly, to which she responded by promptly grabbing her ass with one hand while she turned and punched him in the schnozz.

The other flopped itself at Ashlie in less of a pounce and more of a glomp, to which Ashlie made a repeat of earlier, jumping entirely too high into the air only to roll to her feet a few feet away, her tail flopping over it's face, making it roll over and bat at it playfully while Ashlie let out a panicked Eep! before grabbing up her tail and running around, the cat following. While it was hilarious, it also left the battle more one on one while Christine and her own opponent had to watch what was basically an oversized house cat chase a new toy around in a circle, Ashlie flailing like mad and the displacer beast purring and flopping after her tail.
 
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Mildly annoyed by the beast's crude approach, Christine takes a more active approach and attempts to punch the wicked rhymer cat again. "Your rhymes are kind of stale."
 
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And you have more then one tail! her enemy stated quickly, catfacing. Which for a cat was actually kind of impressive in it's own little way while the battle! Continued!!!

Spanky! nat 1. The fails ;_;
Christine doesn't really matter roll
Christine 14
Spanky 11
Mowkittymowmow 16 vs 2 ASHLIE IS UBERGLOMPED!
Ashlie 19 vs 13 Mowkittymowmow Ashlie is slightly less glomped.

Another round of terrifying combat ensued where once more the cat tried to get a shot in at her ass, which resulted in his tendril getting grabbed this time so Christine could punch him in the nose not once, but twice. Which seemed fairly painful all things considered.

Meanwhile in Ashlie land, another terrifyingly powerful jump attempt landed her underneath her chasing and playful assailant, which promptly started to bind her up with it's tendrils while it ran it's rough tongue over her chest and neck, making her squeal, before she managed to get her hands free, but stayed firmly underneath the cat

Christine 5/6
Spanky 3/6
Ashlie 5/5 Grappled 1
Mowkittymowmow 5/5 is doing the grappling.
 
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Smiling, Christine spins around and attempts to smite the rhyming feline with her tails.
 
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Christine! THE DREAD TAIL WAGGLE! 14 vs 15. Failed. At least he's staring FIRMLY at her ass now.
Spanky retorts in a lyrical fashion! not really 13 vs 14! you both suck :D
Mowkittymowmow does lewd things to squirrel 13 vs nat 20 o.o; SHE IS FREE
Ashlie tailwaggles summore cos she can't fight for dick without a stick
Nat 20 vs 3. well then.

Turning her ass at the cat, Christine flailed her tails around in a sexy and playful manner, which was not as distracting as she hoped, but just distracting enough it seemed to get him to try and swat her ass again. Of course neither got what they wanted and his strike went wide, winding up just sliding the smooth tendril through her twisting tails and making him shudder.

Ashlie, under sexy assualt by her own problem, bounced free, only to wind up on her front, ass raised high into the air, tail bouncing around rapidly, all big and bushy and rediculous cos Squirrel.

Problem with being a giant cat was that no matter what you couldn't take the obvious target if something was on the end of a string or a stick, or a squirrels ass, and he wound up rolling onto his back and just batting at her tail, playing like a kitten. Which was making Ashlie wriggle and whimper, but she was also unable to stop herself from giggling at the giant purring panther as it played, causing her to lift and lower her tail randomly.

Well then.... They're both idiots. his partner said, a tragic and deadpanned look on his face as he watched.
 
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"This... was not what I expected to happen." Christine says, sitting down next to the panther and watching the show.
 
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Can't choose your family. He answered, sitting down next to her. His own tail flopping around with hers while they watched Ashlie and the other panther basically just fuck around with eachother.

Her tail seems really sensitive. They're gonna wind up fucking. He said off handedly, watching as Ashlie continued to raise and lower her tail while the panther below her raised a paw, batting at it at an angle, making her wriggle and finally moan, which of course only made the purring cat want to play more. And the game continued.

What.... should we stop it? Or.... I didn't expect this either. It is anticlimactic. But I suppose We'll have a story to tell? he continued, watching as the cat remained pretty happy and Ashlie just wound up giggling and horny.
 
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"I guess there's no point stopping them." Christine admits with a tinge of regret. Continuing to watch the playing pair, she absentmindedly reaches out to scratch the panther behind the ears.
 
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