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Botanist And Bards

Cait frowned as the other woman talked, calling her beliefs absurd and hardly even considering their existence. The native let Charlotte finish talking without interruption, and although the woman moderated towards the end of her rant she still seemed to discredit the idea of the world have life aside from that which could be viewed. The orange haired girl eventually responded to the other woman as she left with a joking voice. "A-animals do not talk!" A bit more cheerfully she wrapped up her words as the black haired woman left. "Enjoy your conversation, but try to keep an open mind and you won't be surprised." With that, Cait would leave the cave for a bit and go for a walk in the forest.

Aislinn sat on the ground trying to get comfortable as she leaned against the tree that she was tied against. The position of her arms behind her back made that nearly impossible though as it was difficult to balance in her predicament. As Charlotte left the cave however, the tied up girl looked at the meat eater with wide eyes, backing away slightly as a little panic washed over her. Cait was leaving as well, which didn't make her feel any safer in these circumstances. Instinctually she whimpered like the trapped animal she was, but eventually she collected herself by the time Charlotte arrived.

It wasn't as if the other woman was going to kill her or something ... right? Despite Charlotte's promises, she was still tied up against a tree in front of someone who consumed friends. It wasn't exactly a comforting combination.

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As the sun rose the next morning, the mage rubbed her eyes and looked around the room with a yawn. She heard two girls talking downstairs, one with the characteristic cheerful happy voice of Lyssa and another of their prisoner. It would probably be a good idea to check up on her eventually. Selvina stumbled down the staircase, eyes drifting over to Lyssa as she looked at the empty chair as well.

Did ... did Lyssa just let her go? The magierprinz grabbed the demoness' shoulders, looking her straight in the eyes. "Did ... did you just let the person who tried to stab me go? What did they tell you?" The mage simply seemed stunned as she observed Myrilla's daughter, too surprised to be actually angry.

Botanist And Bards

The native blinked at Charlotte. Breaking the laws of nature? How? It seemed to be a very natural process to Caitriona. "My strands? Our hair can be applied to various artistic means ... Remember how we spoke to the animals last night after I sung? That is one example of what I can do. Aislinn is a painter and can use a sort of paint to ... enhance ... a person's abilities somewhat. You should ask her if you want to know more." The way Cait spoke about such things indicated a degree of nervousness about Aislinn's powers, although not out of some sort of reverence.

Instead, she pointed to her own hair. "It absorbs the energy of latent spirits in the world around it. Didn't I give you some to work with?" The girl with multicolored hair looked over at the black haired girl curiously, wondering how much she'd managed to figure out or do with it.

Botanist And Bards

Cait smiled at Charlotte as she started being inquisitive about the occurrences of what happened. "Specifics? In that case, I dragged her by the rope to a clearing in the forest about a quarter of a mile out, where I pushed her to the ground and started to press our lips together in a way that could be described as sensual. Then I reached between her legs and ..."

Before continuing, Cait gave Charlotte a small wink. "Unlike how most named ones have both males and females, our population is entirely made up of women. So naturally, we are attracted to eachother and have feelings for one another. Around springtime though, our ... those above fifteen tend to become very needy for that sort of attention. Food during winter can be more unpredictable because we do not grow crops, so the worst part of the pregnancy falls when there is plentiful food." The orange haired woman paused, as if thinking. "These feelings usually last for two months unless one is going to have a child, in which case they are extended. That isn't to say we don't have life long partnerships, just that due to our nature they are less likely to occur."

For a moment, Caitriona gestured to the woman outside the cave and then to her hair. "In our mating, one of us tends to 'claim' the others for that period. Aislinn had been meaning to claim me for herself, but I've won out and now she belongs to me for this time. I gained a little of her power in exchange for the protection I grant her in case of an attack in this fragile time for her." For a second Caitriona paused before giving Charlotte a more serious look. "Does that answer everything?"

Botanist And Bards

Caitriona watched Charlotte as she walked away, looking at the rope in her hands. Aislinn whimpered slightly as she tried to beg for Charlotte to not abandon her like this, but her cries fell on deaf ears as the black haired woman went into the cave. Soon one native was dragged by the other native into the wild ...

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A few hours later Charlotte's friend returned alone, although the black haired woman might be able to see that the younger native had her rope tied to a tree outside as she looked around nervously. The black haired woman would notice a few changes, including the fact that Cait's hair seemed just a little deeper in hue than before while Aislinn's seemed a little brighter. For a few moments Caitriona watched Charlotte work her alchemy before making sure the other woman was aware of her presence with a slight cough. The orange haired girl gave her friend a slight smirk as she gave her an approving glance.

"... could you teach me those knots sometime? That was rather useful." Unlike last time, Caitriona established who was in charge within a minute. And she then looked up at Charlotte with a little bit of a more devious smile. "... and I'm willing to answer any questions you have. We probably should discuss these recent events to make sure we all understand what is going on." The orange haired girl had some seriousness behind her suggestion, although it was clear she was calling Charlotte and innocent flower as well.

Botanist And Bards

The bound woman let out a slight whimper as the rope was tightened for that request and decided to simply try and follow the other woman a bit faster. Seeing Cait like this would be so ... so embarassing. But she was going to lose anyways, wasn't she? Aislinn shook her head, deciding instead to focus on walking forward and not falling over the rope that prevented her from moving too quickly.

The native watched Charlotte stretch with a little bit of envy, standing there awkwardly as she waited for the other woman to finish. Her own arms were starting to feel strain from being behind her back for so long in an unnatural position. But eventually the pair began moving again and the smaller woman focused on their path.

The girl was a little surprised when they arrived at their destination as she was left outside the entrance to the small cave. Though when Cait's name was called out she tried to hide in a futile manner as the older native walked out of the cavern and rubbed her eyes as she looked at Charlotte as if she just finished taking an afternoon nap. "Hi Charlo-" The girl's sentence was cut off midway as she looked over at Aislinn's predicament with the rope and how the black haired girl was holding it. At first she gave the alchemist a slightly confused or disgusted look but that quickly almost changed to one to admiration as the native seemed to think about the degree of efficency such a technique had. "I see you met another of my people. Well I err ... how did you two end up like this?"

Caitriona seemed a little confused as she looked between the two. She already knew Aislinn was looking for her and likely knew why, but to see Charlotte holding a rope that bound the other woman made the experience odd. "Not that I think it's a terrible idea, but this is new to me. Care to explain?" Aislinn whimpered a little but Caitriona shot her a practiced critical look that told her to be silent.

The black haired woman would also start to notice at this point that Cait's general posture was just more aggressive than normal, with her face starting to flush and her normally multicolored hair gaining a slightly more blue tint to it as Aislinn's changed to a slight pink. Both of them were breathing more heavily as they looked eachother in the eye in some sort of dominance competition that bard was obviously winning.

Botanist And Bards

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The native nodded nervously as she rubbed her ankles together in an effort to get some blood flowing again, wincing as the rope was tugged on firmly and her breathing restricted for a moment until she sped up her pace to follow behind the black haired woman. Of course, she had intended on seeing Cait, but this wasn't how she intended for this to work out. Seems like she lost, again. Charlotte would see the other girl blush and look down embarrassed as she followed behind, the rope needing to be tugged periodically to keep her from slowing down from the sheer discomfort of the entire situation.

Honestly she was just happy to not be blindfolded at this point, peering up periodically to look at the scenery in case she needed to remember it. "... I ... I promise not to run away if that's where we are going. Could you undo the bonds before we enter?" Aislinn gave her captor the best pleading eyes she could manage, hoping her request wouldn't result in the other woman becoming too angry or tugging on the rope. It was already hard enough to walk without the balance of one's arms while shuffling along awkwardly with her feet. Being even more short of breath wouldn't help.

Botanist And Bards

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The native looked up as Charlotte talked to her, explaining how they were friends and guessing that she intended to cause harm. Aislinn looked around nervously, fright coming back into her as the black haired girl threatened to leave and attract monsters to attack her.

Did she intend to do anything to Cait? She may not like it, but it didn't exactly harm her, did it? "... Wait! I ... I promise I'm not trying to harm her!" There were the signs of tears falling as the girl instinctually struggled against her bonds, suddenly worried that wouldn't be enough to appease the other woman. Of course, her struggles were futile against the thick rope and as she continued to fight the constraints she found herself quickly out of breath as the rope around her stomach made it hard to get a full breath. "I ... please don't leave me here!"

This entire situation was completely outside the realm of experience for poor Aislinn as she looked up at the wolf before her like a scared little rabbit begging for mercy. But she couldn't betray Cait, could she? Even if this woman had the best of intentions?

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The girl looked up at Eith and nodded as she was pulled into a hug. In any other context, being pulled into her chest would have been embarrassing. But it was a little surprising how the puppy suddenly became so caring in the past week - ever since the incident with Myrilla.

For a while the hound would feel the mage continue to cry and sob against her, the tears gradually evaporating as she let them fall. But eventually Eith would feel Selvina slow her breathing as the tears seemed to finish falling, and then the sound of soft snoring starting as the girl had literally cried herself to sleep ...

Botanist And Bards

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It took a while after being asked 'done acting like a scared rabbit' for the native to finally calm down enough to hold an actual conversation of some sort. She of course was still a little frightened about the entire ordeal, but being set back upright helped her sort out her mind a little bit more and the promises of safety helped her relax a little. But the poke although teasing was a sign of her predicament.

Looking at the other woman's mouth again though, the native gulped nervously. She was eating meat, like a wolf of the night. And indeed, she was just a little rabbit. The previous interaction made it very clear that if things didn't go the way this woman wanted then ... then things might not be so nice ...

Aislinn looked around nervously as she was asked about Cait, unsure about how exactly to respond. Did ... did Charlotte really need to know? Wouldn't that be betraying the fluteist in some way. The young girl hesitated as she thought up of a response, instead choosing to be quiet for now. "... I ... I don't think ... you want to know. I-I just wanted to find her ..." The girl's eyes shifted around as it was obvious that there was more of a motivation than that, but she was reluctant to give it.

The woman in front of her hadn't eaten Cait, so she wasn't food for her either ... right?