The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[GamesMaster]

Tsuki nods. agreed. I'll have to set up some kennels, but I have heard of people domesticating foxes.... she muses to herself. "Do we have a deal?"

[NPCs]

The fox studies Tsuki for another, breathless, moment, then nods gracefully as she finally turns to face her fully.

[GamesMaster]

Tsuki glances to Jass, and, upon seeing his bandaged finger, nods, holding out her hand and shutting her eyes. 

[NPCs]

Jass isn't quick enough to give her any warning before a slightly raspy and slightly damp tongue swiped up her chin and across her lower face. Her gasp is rather unfortunate as well as it allows the dire fox to shove her snout into Tsuki's mouth for a big sniff.

[GamesMaster]

Tsuki exhales. Remain still... remain still... she trembles only a little. 

[NPCs]

Taking one more big sniff, the dire fox pulls back and gives Tsuki another kiss, this time across most of her face. She then pulls back an inch or two and... then nothing? Cracking an eye to peek, she spots Jass gesturing wildly from out of the kitsune's line of sight. Realizing he's not succeeding with what he's doing, he winces, then gives the air an exaggerated lick before pointing at the beast in front of her. Who is still an inch away, waiting with her eyes mostly closed and her mouth lolled open.

[GamesMaster]

Oh, gross, Tsuki sighs, before leaning forward and licking the vixen's muzzle, just above her nose. 

[NPCs]

There's a tug inside her, like something had pinched some aspect of herself she can't put a name too, but it fades swiftly. Behind the fox, Jass sends her an apologetic look, then taps his teeth. Wait, is she supposed to... just like the dire fox had... 

[GamesMaster]

I am not licking that thing's mouth. Tsuki leans forward, sniffing at the vixen's breath -- awful, of course -- before pulling back. Please tell me that's enough.

[NPCs]

That something pinches inside her again, this time stronger. Or firmer? Tighter? Better. It pinches better this time, better enough to pull a small line of whatever got pinched away from the rest of it. It's an uncomfortable feeling, but just before it starts to feel painful, Tsuki feels luxurious fur covering her body, catches the scents of a half dozen people, an eagle and so, so much more, hears the rapidly beating heart coming from inside herself and tastes the honesty of the pledge words she didn't even realize she'd started to say.

And then it's gone. The world is dull, her skin bare and weak. She's bereft of all save this warm, tiny glow inside her that she automatically knows is-- is the knot of bonding that connects her to-- to--

[GamesMaster]

Well, to be fair, her skin isn't bare; the sensation of fur ruffling across her skin pulled her fur and claws out of her humanoid form, revealing herself as a witchwolf. She tucks herself away again quickly, having had it drilled into her as well as her twin that it's "untidy" to walk around with fur, but for one moment she felt uncramped, untucked, wild. 

[NPCs]

The kitsune lets out a startled yip! at the sight of her with fur. And then when it vanishes, she goes on high alert, sniffing and licking at every bit of Tsuki's exposed skin as if to find or even groom it back into existence. 

[GamesMaster]

"Hey, I'm sorry, beautiful one, I didn't mean to startle you," coos Tsuki. 

[NPCs]

Fur gone! she sends with both startling clarity and alarm. Is disease? Thief? Curse?

[GamesMaster]

Magic, she says, holding out an arm. It grows over with fur, then the fur recedes.