Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170704201937/@comment-28358106-20170718200403

(Hound) As close as she is, Sam can taste the DE signatures that are all over Sahar. She has a curious mix of her own, as well as some Succubus, and something else, something ancient that is beautiful and delicate. Sahar cradles her chin into the nape of Samia's nape as they dance together.

''Your friend...a close friend, almost like a brother. Who is he? He is full of love...perhaps he would like to join us instead..?''

She's looking at Thomas as he nuzzles and flirts with Regina.

Cyndwella looks up from her egg. She's been cradling it, rocking in midair in a chair made of her own cage, humming a nameless tune, while occasionally looking up to speak to the girls or Eva.

"Mmm? Yeah, probably.  I don't really want to stay, either.  I'll bring you back if you want, but I'll take the girls home and turn in myself.  I have a lot of work to do tomorrow." She stands up and her cage forms, opening up.

"Gome on, girls, time to go home. We gotta go to bed." The cage forms a velvet seat for them to sit on.