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Between the Tournaments: Bad Magic

The heated growl that filled the horned feline's lungs took her from one step to the next in this forest clearing, her pace taking her faster and faster while she tried to scheme her next plan for getting at the two other cats that always seemed to get in her way. Kirra blamed them, for her inevitable defeat, she felt that they were responsible for so many of the people on this island always coming against her, and she wanted to see the look of defeat in their eyes. Of course this meant fighting them which always seemed to end in the exact same way when both managed to double team her at once and leave her in a state of oversexed bliss drooling into the grass. No, fighting alone wasn't going to work as long as they were together, and trying to separate them had proven to be far too difficult thanks to the fires that forged their friendship. She needed to find another way to get at them and could only think of one thing. Tassia was a fortress when it came to her defenses, her personality to reject people first and befriend them second had kept her at arms length, but Shadow was another story. The Bengal tiger was far more welcoming to friends and lovers which meant that if Kirra wanted to get at her then she just needed to come across someone else that she cared about.

Tassia had managed to protect Shadow from many would-be partners, but there was one that seemed to stand strong, and the beautiful part was that he also had a connection to a few of the other ladies within this island. His deep friendship to Kiadra, his passionate romance with Lilly, his never-ending connection with Sumethil and Cermina had all left him to be quite the target for her and she was going to use that target to hurt those that she hated. With her hands slowly shifting her fingers would scratch at the air, her movement gently playing around while she worked up the energy around her for a summoning spell. Calling on a mortal was hard, near impossible, but to summon a creature that was already tied to the energies of the world this white tigress felt far more comfortable than she should casting such a high leveled spell. With a sharp exhale the flow of energy pushed from her body, swirling quickly towards the middle of her field as it started to build the creature she had called forth. What she hadn't been expecting, however, was a second figure starting to fade into the mist, the light sparks that were being let off constructing a second body while the first was still being built.

"I know that you miss her, but you can't go to the island. It's a women's only tournament." Wolf finished his explanation, white ears perking quickly at the sound of his voice being much different than the deep and growlish tone that seemed to roll out of his lips so very often.

The sudden change of scenery was one thing, the bright sun shining down over them, the smell of salt water in the air, the warm feel of tropical heat constant brushing through fur, but that wasn't Wolf's current concern as his voice had come out in a softer tone, a lighter pitch. No longer speaking like he was communicating through growls but instead the rough textures of his pitch were smoothed out. Those usual towering muscles had been brought down to a more sultry display, still every bit as strong, but far more compact to fit the new shape of this more slender form. Every motion showed a bulging muscle like normal, but those muscles themselves were far less imposing, far less threatening to look on at. Even those shoulders slumped more in a much smoother shape while the thickness of that fluffy white fur continued to wrap a body meant to accommodate it. If this alone wasn't enough what had really clued in the brute of a white male was the set of large, succulent breasts that set at the front of his chest. Their size nicely large to warrant even Luka and Dreega's sizes while the nipples remained hidden away as a mystery to be found under that white coat he had about his body. Those hips were even more pronounced, always having a feminine design to them, but now really claimed the look as his fit rear perked easily from under that bushy white tail running down to the back of his haunches. If Wolf was a lesser being he'd freak out about his missing manhood, the fact that it was gone at all would make anyone panic, but for now the massive canine couldn't even see that far down over HER massive chest.

The orange hand that reached out to touch those round tits forced the canine to lift her hand up fast and slap against the backside of the orange tigress's groping gesture. Those pitch eyes turning towards the man he'd just been looking at and noticing immediately that a very similar change had occurred to both of them. The look of that short orange fur hugging Catt's body, making her stand strong and powerful, but still sensual in every way left Wolf almost dropping her jaw to her long time friend. Those shape of those thick and milky breasts, the way that they shook when her hand quickly retracted back to her bright shoulder, the way that those abs perfectly marked the lines of her stomach and then gave way to her large and healthy hips. If Wolf had something to get hard with she most certainly would now leaving her to question what exactly was happening behind those sultry eyes that looked every bit as confused as she was right now.

"What the hell are you doing?" Came the shout from the trees, it was a call that Wolf had heard so many times before that it made her almost want to run and hide just from the pitch and tone alone. It was only lucky for her that as the tan Egyptian lioness wasn't focusing that yell at her for a change and instead heading straight for the white demoness that had managed to summon them all the way out here.

"Ugh.." Kirra stalled, trying to figure out what had just happened, "I don't know what happened. I was summoning Wolf and then another guy showed up too and now they're women... I guess?"

"Let me get this straight... You tried to magically summon a being into an anti-magic field?!" Kiadra's black striped arm immediately pointed to the still glowing stones that seemed to last for far too long these days, showing that they were still very functional. "You're lucky that he came through at all. How do we change him back?"

"I summoned him.... her here to dominate in front of Shadow. So I guess if they want to be males again then they need to dominate the other women on the island."

Kiadra could only sigh to this lack of logic, but surrendered to it's chaos thanks to the type of magic that would be required to get both of them here to begin with. If nothing else she needed to see if it was true and being that they were both here and ready to fight anyway they might as well both stay and try and gain their masculinity back.

* * *

It was weird for Kiadra to grow close to people, for her to care about others deeply enough to be troubled by the typical shenanigans that seemed to follow Wolf's activities, but this time it wasn't Wolf's fault at all and as always she was here to help clean up the mess of it. Her golden eyes locked quickly onto the Bengal, seeing one of her favorite fellow felines transformed into this feminine state, but that didn't reduce her attraction for this newly formed woman at all. It was clear what needed to happen, Wolf and Catt needed to dominate the women that were here for the tournaments, but they couldn't just lay down and be dominated. If the spell was cast through the anti-magic field then likely they'd have to follow the laws of the land for that domination to count. That meant that despite her wanting to help them, despite her wanting to see them turned back to normal, despite her wanting to cuddle her tan body up against orange fur covered muscles, she'd need to fight them and force the two to earn their victory.

With a crack of the lioness's fingers she'd take her stance, her golden gaze narrowed and her legs spread. A hand lifted in front of her. Catt was already looking on at the tan lioness, smirking softly at the very martial pose before slamming her fists together in preparation for her duel with this much shorter feline. One step from Cattaras was equal to a few from the lioness, but as he closed in quickly she didn't seem to show even the least bit of worry in her eyes. Fighting larger opponents was something that Kia was good at so when Catt send her strong fist down to try and start off their fight the quick speed of this agile feline would turn to the side only barely feeling the side of that hand brush against the tips of her stiffened nipples. Kiadra didn't have time to react, not if she wanted to bring this fighter down, and while that arm was still extended the skilled martial fighter lifted her tan and black striped leg to impact the back of Catt's need in order to bring this brute down to her level. In an instant Kiadra was on her back, those large, massive, supple breasts crushed well against the back of Catt's slender shoulders while those extended claws from her tan fingers hooked into that towering size of those newly formed orange tits.

"If this is how you're going to fight then I might just have to start calling you Kattara." Kiadra mocked, her light smirk on her lips as she hoped to bring out Catt's real fighting prowess.

Those fingers dug in closer, squeezed harder, and the result was a soft crying tone from the Bengal's feminine voice. She'd never had her breasts played with before and while this was an entirely new sensation she couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of it didn't entirely cloud her mind from what was at stake here. Those orange hands wrapped around Kiadra's wrists, prying them free from her large and jiggling jugs, those fingers being pulled from the softness that bent and folded between Kiadra's dexterous digits. The lioness had always been quick, been agile, but she wasn't the strongest of women on this island and once her hands were trapped within the twin grips of this woman all she could do was gasp at the feeling of her body being lifted up off of the ground. Kiadra would normally go for a fast and selected kick to the chest, but didn't have time as she found herself pulled higher and soon swung to rest with her back pressed against the top of those shoulders. Her hands were released easily enough, but only so that one hand could grip the front of her upward facing throat and the other could keep her in place by cupping her already underused pussy. It was a back-breaker by any other means, but one that left her squirming with the feeling of those orange fingers digging deep into her quickly penetrated tunnel.

It was situations like these that a partner was always good to have, someone that could watch your back and get you out of holds like these. It was unfortunate for Kiadra that not only was her partner in this fight Kirra, but Kirra was having her own trouble facing down a white wolf that she'd dragged here. Those large, thick, powerful arms wrapped around her body, holding her tightly in a crushing squeeze. Large, thick, milky breasts crushed down against the black stripped beauties resting on the chest of the white tigress as she kicked and squirmed. Every moment that the hug lasted the tighter the squeeze ended up being leaving both to feel their tits ache as if they were threatening to pop like over-stressed water balloons. The light panting rolled from their lips, but their eyes never left one another while Kirra was forced to stare into that pitch black, reflection-less gaze like two round balls of void.

"L.. Let go..." Kirra grunted, fighting through the pain in her lungs as well as her breasts. She needed to find a way out of this, needed to find a way to counter it in some way, but only one thing really came to mind.

Her legs wrapped around Wolf's hips, squeezing the white canine down tightly to bring them even closer together. This tight hold was to make sure that she didn't fall to the ground while her hands came up from under Wolf's strong arms to wrap her fingers around those soft, and generous tits so that when she squeezed them those fluffy white ears perked and her pitch eyes widened instantly. Wolf wasn't used to having breasts at all and so any sensation that passed through them would be impossible to ignore. They were sensitive from the tight squeeze and now that they had even more pressure on them there was nothing the fem-wolf could do but grunt out deeply and loosen her hold on this tigress. Kirra wasn't done, though, and the movement of her already swaying tail brought the club-like appendage up hard between their legs. With Wolf's usual wide stance there was nothing to stop her tail from colliding with that slick and already dampening cunny, crushing her pussy lips all the way against her hips and forcing the muscular canine to bark out in both pain and pleasure.

Kirra finally had the upper-hand, but when she saw her battle partner in such a strained position the choice fell between whether she was going to keep on and try to take out this powerful beast of a woman and risk Kiadra loosing just in time for this tiger to be double teamed, or if she was going to give Wolf the time she needed to rest from that latest arousal in order to try and save the lioness. With a deep growl the choice became obvious, even if she was a great fighter on her own she most certainly wasn't about to try and take Wolf AND Cattaras on at the same time.

"Sorry sexy, but you're time isn't up yet." She told the canine before bounding off of her, jumping free with just enough distance to turn and race towards the very per-occupied orange tigress.

Wolf was left panting, working on trying to learn this body while she watched her dance partner run off to another party already in session. Kiadra continued to struggle against those fingers that were rubbing through her squishy tunnel, her body quaking at the feeling of this deep digit constantly rubbing back and forth in a rate that was making her head spin. Her thick breasts shook in place, her eyes rolled, but before she could feel that sweet release of loss those hands loosened around her. By the time she was able to look down at what was happening all she could see was Kirra standing there with her thick, juicy breasts crushed up against the surface of those Bengal tits, clawed fingers running along those hips to drag their way through her short fur and up the length of her butt. The scratches alone left Catt grunting, but knew that she didn't want to try and fight both of these women at once. In a desperate attempt Cattaras released Kiadra in the form of a quick toss that would take her through the air only to land against Wolf's resting body.

In a blink this fluffy white canine noticed the fighter that had just literally landed in her lap, her arms already moving to wrap around Kiadra's body to go for those delightfully huge breasts only to feel an elbow arch back and connect straight against her ribs. With a grunt her slow moving grab had been stopped and instead this striped lioness would twist herself on this lap. Her body turning upside down with her legs moving to hook under the canine's arms only to lock behind the back of her shoulders. With a fast twist of her body Wolf was pulled with her, finding herself forced face down on the ground as those powerful and well strengthened legs crushed the white wolf's face in the dirt. They were between each other's legs, but only Wolf had her hips high in the air in the proper position for a those fingers to start lightly tickling at those cunny lips. Every flick and movement against them sent the canine to jerk and move, to gasp and moan, but no matter how much this dog would squirm she could find a way to break the hold that Kiadra had on her.

"You're a great fighter, Wolf. But you make one lousy woman." The lioness giggled softly, her smirking lips showing themselves easily while she took her time pleasuring the large brute that she'd managed to lock down.

Even if Wolf did roll her over there was no way that she could get out of this hold or stop those raking digits from reaching deep within her cunny and gently scratching against her inner walls. The feeling of having a pussy at all was new to her, but to have it used in such a magnificent way forced her to tense and struggle all the more. With loud grunting calls, the she-wolf knew that she was stuck in place. Those black eyes faded shut, her muscles bulging, and without any resistance left within her the sudden sensation of a thick and creamy cumming would dump hard out across that feline's chest, drenching her tan fur all at once with a heavy female flow of glistening girl cream. It was a refreshing change from the hot air, but this fight wasn't over yet and only now did she have a chance to look over at Kirra to see how her fight partner was doing.

"Kiadra! Where the hell are you?!" Came the scream from across the field, the heavy weight of this strong and muscular tigress resting on the pinned body of a horned tigress left her struggling to push that orange creature away from her only to find that she couldn't get her to move at all.

Cattaras had managed to get Kirra down on her back with the side of her chest resting on the tiger's stomach to better hold her in place. No matter how Kirra managed to struggle, move, or adjust there was nothing she could do to get out from under the muscle weight of this larger being and nothing that she could do to stop that middle finger from punching straight into her sultry body. Every other finger curled into a fist while Catt quite literally punched that slit over and over with only the single digit finding its way in. The quick page, the hard pressure, the shocks of pain mixed with a deep scratching at the hardest to reach places within her soft tube made her conflicted as to whether she even wanted to get up or not. The need to fight back would always be there, but the at which she was being taken had forced her teeth to grind and her eyes to clinch shut. Where was Kiadra? Where was her partner that she just got done saving from this same exact fighter? It was as if her question was instantly answered as that lioness came in front behind, wrapping her arms around Catt's throat to try and pull her away, but as the Bengal was pulled back the sticky fem-seed that dripped off of her fingers proved that she had gotten here just a second too late.

Wolf was out, Kirra was a panting mess, and that left only these two feline to finish this fight and see exactly who would come out the winner. Kiadra had the advantage for now, her arm wrapped around Catt's neck, but even that couldn't last long as the tigress simply dropped backwards to plant this lioness against the ground. The weight of that strong body was enough to leave her grunting in place while her arms loosened from around that throat, her teeth grinding, but before she could get back up Cattaras rolled over to hover over her body. She could see the face of that feline looking directly down at her own and with a hot blush of her cheeks she'd quickly gasp. Just being under Catt like this brought back a few very specific memories, but left her shaking her head quickly while she tried to rush those thoughts from her mind. This wasn't about the past, this was about now and she needed to keep fighting. The fact that Catt was over her meant she was in a lot of trouble, but where she lacked in physical strength she made up for with an impressive flexibility that allowed her knee to curl up against her amazing bust.

The following stomp of her foot would launch quickly out towards Catt's jaw, wanting to try and drive her back with a very powerful blow. Catt's head jerked back from the hit, leaving her gasping loudly from the blow, but it didn't have the push back that Kiadra had wanted. Instead that hit had clocked the Bengal nicely, but gave her something else to grab as her orange hand wrapped around Kiadra's ankle. With the other one coming pinning down her thigh it was clear that she was in quite a bit of trouble as that Bengal face vanished under the horizon of her thick and juicy tits. The next thing that Kiadra realized she was feeling the sudden brushing of a course and rough tongue rubbing along the length of her slit, sliding her fur out of the way in one direction and leaving her cunny available for that dexterous mouth muscle to dive into her walls over and over again. The constant motion of them left Kiadra's body to jerk, her figure to almost melt as she struggled and fought to gain any footing at all only to have her legs widened even more with each new attempt.

Her body quaked, her desire peaked, her need grew rapidly under this amazing sensation. The feeling of that tongue rubbing along her tunnel, driving as deep into her as it was able to, it all left her quickly weakening all at the same time. This was a hard fight for her, and if Cattaras was still male then it would be all levels of heaven. By the time her eyes rolled into the back of her head her need had finally spiked and her will to fight back any longer had finally crumbled. The sensation that was passing in and out of her body had left her to roll her hips towards that tongue rather than trying to escape it all before her insides finally boiled over and she could feel the sudden and immediate rush of her feline fem-cum bursting from the depths of her hungry tunnel to wash across the orange face in order to give it a brand new coat of white paint. Kiadra panted in place, her chest rising and falling in quick timing while she worked on catching her breath. She knew that she'd lost this one, but also knew that she didn't mind if it was for this tiger.

"You got her Catt." Wolf commented quickly, smirking softly to her, "I'm still getting used to this body, so I guess I owe you one."

"You owe me two, but that's alright. Fighting as a woman can be a bit fun. How many more women do you think we'll have to fight through."

Wolf shrugged to this, not even knowing the numbers himself while he looks at the two feline ladies that had already been defeated by them, "What should we do with them?"

The question forced an easy scoff from the lips of the tigress, "Same thing we would usually do. You might have gotten off in that last fight, but I'm all pent up now. Let's claim our victory over them and then figure out our next move from there."

* * *

Wolf held this demoness from behind, her hands gripping her beautiful round, succulent black and white stripped breasts to play with her generous rack while Wolf's own huge pair were crushed tightly against the back of her shoulders. The feeling of this defeated feline resting in his arms was enough for him to give her a soft growl straight into her ears before his lips opened to wrap those front teeth against the tip of one. The gentle suckling of her ear was only the start, though, while Wolf worked to slide a hand down along her abs and feel at her body. Further and further that brushing would move until his digits were digging past the confines of her thighs and sliding them apart. When those fingers found wetness they dove in, driving two of them straight into her body and listening to her mewing tone calling out to him while shivering in place. Wolf could feel pleasure, that was sure enough, but most of the pleasure that she got was from the satisfaction of pleasing another, to see them quake and quiver in place while she allowed her lips, fingers, and anything else dance around their body looking for sensitive those sensitive spots that leaves any woman looking for more. With herself as a woman the large canine had to wonder what her special places were, but knew that if she got the answer she wanted then it would likely mean her own defeat. Instead her own hips squirmed softly against the grass, enjoying the feeling of it against her leaking cunny while she felt the heat lifting from Kirra's well used figure.

Catt was having no less fun enjoying her prey, absolutely loving the feeling of raven black hair wrap around her bright fingers while Kiadra's head was pinned in place against that Bengal tigress pussy. The rough texture of that long licking tongue started off just at the surface, but the more it licked the deeper it got first breaking through the boundary of those fleshy folds and then pushing in to those tightly squeezed flesh walls, and finally rubbing that feline tongue against the heated depths of those thick walls. Every taste that entered her tongue forced the golden eyed lioness to half close her gaze while she stared straight up into the eyes of the orange tiger that looked right back down at her. Kiadra was good at a number of things, and above all her skill with her tongue was near legendary. Every taste that she captured would roll down her through, the favors that filled her maw leaving her entire body shivering with delight. Claws gently scratched across the length of those muscled thighs before she'd finally pull her tongue away with strings of lusty need connecting her lips to those pussy walls.

"You're very good with your tongue, Kiadra, but we both already know that you were. Do you want a chance to breath or would you rather keep working on making me cum?"

Her panting breath filled the clearing, her lungs aching for air that she was finally getting, but just as she was about to reply her face was once again buried into that slit to have it smeared over her face, "Cum it is then."

Even Wolf had to chuckle to this, trusting that her friend wouldn't do anything to harm the lioness, but decided to give a warning anyway. "Better be careful Catt. If you go too hard on her she'll get her revenge when you least expect it."

"It's a sex fight, Wolf. She's just paying her debt for losing." Cattaras replied with a smirk back to that large white canine, "Besides, I'm the only one in this clearing that hasn't got to cum yet. Kiadra is a beautiful and tough girl so I know that she can handle a little rough treatment. Isn't that right, precious?"

The bright hand lifted from Kiadra's hair, sliding it down to the back of her head to pull the lioness up along her body. Soon their beautiful tits were pressed together, her smaller figure resting across the bright furred one and those sticky lips planting gentle kisses along Catt's neck and shoulder. Her own gentle purrs clouded the air while her loud pecks delivered one kiss after another all the way up to those puffy feline lips at the from of Cattaras's maw. Her eyes glanced to Wolf uncaringly, almost warning her by glare alone not to interrupt them in matters that she wasn't part of. If she wanted to enjoy this fellow feline then she would do so her way and she most certainly wasn't going to let her old canine friend get in her way. Kiadra knew what she was doing, she knew that rules for losing, and while she had wanted a win Catt just happened to be the better fighter this time around. That left her to pleasure this striped feline, to make sure that she enjoyed her time with Kiadra before the orange feline moved on in her quest to become a man again. While a hand wrapped around Catt's beautiful breast to squeeze it, to feel it, to rub it, her other hand traced down along that succulent cunny she'd just been tasting, rubbing her finger against the surface of the tunnel to play her dexterous hand against it quickly in order to being her sharp claws together on either side of that delicate clit. The pinch alone forced Catt to jerk, not used to such a sensation happening so quickly, but as this lion pressed against the tiger's shoulder she'd feel her resting back down and relaxing, furthering this with a soft and sultry kiss to her lips once again. That tunnel soon found a finger within her, those claws still out and lightly scratching at the surface of those fleshy walls. Not a single scratch was deep enough to even bother the skin, but it was skilled enough to hit those inner pleasure spots in a way that only this Egyptian lover knew how to do.

Catt gasped through their kiss, her body jerking, her figure twisting in place leaving her heart racing against the connected chest of the shorter woman over her. When Kiadra pulled her lips back those light ropes of saliva connected their mouths together, pushed by the subtle breaths that were delivered between them while golden eyes stared into Catt's deeply and longingly. When Kia's wrist twisted that shared line of sight was broken, Cattaras's head leaning back against the grass easily while her hot and juicy wave of thick creamy fem-cum dumped over that digit only to spray hard against the palm of her hand. Toes curled, her body quaked and for a full half minute she was in absolute and complete bliss that left the deepest area of her unexplored cunny quivering with further need just from Kiadra's attention alone. When the lioness pulled her finger free the last of that held back seed would be released, dumping freely out around the base of her tail and into the ground below them and leaving Catt to stare up at the sky while fighting with the warm air to refill her lungs.

Wolf chuckled to the reaction, hoping that she too can have an orgasm quite that good on their adventures here, but quickly turning towards the mewing individual perched in her lap to try and get some answers.

"So Kirra. Why did you summon me all this way just to turn me into a woman?" The question was clear and simple, but the gasping and whining figure of a white tigress trying to twist her body in place wasn't helping to answer this question.

"I.. I wasn't.. trying to make you a woman. P.. Please stop Wolf, I can't.. can't talk like this." She pleaded, wanting to give them some answers but unable to even speak with how her treatment was going.

Wolf needed answers more than she needed kitty cream and so with a pull of her finger from her body she'd keep Kirra seated on her larger lap to answer her.

"I didn't want to turn you into a woman. I think my spell mixed with the residue from all of the anti-magic stones that are everywhere. They some times flare up while they're charging."

"So your spell messed up?"

"N.. NO! The stones messed up my spell, I cast it fine. It just got affected by those stones and now your girls."

"How do we turn back?" The very fatigued Bengal tigress asked her horned counterpart.

"I think that has to do with my intention for summoning Wolf. I called him here to fuck him in front of Shadow so that I can show her that there's nobody she can care about that I can't take from her."

"You, really are just the worst kind of person." Kiadra stepped in, shaking her head while feeling those strong orange arms start to wrap around her body for a very well placed cuddle.

"My history with Shadow and Tassia is longer than yours, Kiadra. You can't judge me.... Anyway, because the spell was cast for domination it has to be undone through domination. So you probably have to dominate all of the ladies on the island to change back."

"Why don't we just explain what's going on and ask them to let us dominate them then?" Catt poked in with a plan that was only answered with a shaking of both Kiadra and Kirra's heads.

"No," Kiadra responded, "Island rules are that domination happens through sex fight, and on top of that there's very few women on this island that would even let you dominate them even if they believed you. They're here for pride and battle. Even if you were both still males they'd likely still likely try and dominate you just so say that they did it. You're going to have to fight."

Kirra threw her hat into the ring once again, speaking up to try and offer the last of the information she had on this, "Good news is I'm pretty sure you both share victories, so only one of you needs to win against a fighter for it to count for both of you."

"Great! So we just have to hunt down every woman on this island." Wolf nodded easily, smirking to himself with his arms tightening around the black and white tigress.

"OR, and here's an idea for you two," Kiadra chimed in, "Why don't you both join the upcoming tournament? Sumethil has been planning it for a bit now and I'm willing to bet that she can add you both in."

"I.. I don't want Summy to see me like this.." the canine pouted, looking down at his very busty and fluffy figure.

"She's going to have to eventually if you want to change back, Wolf. Don't be a pain. Being in the tournament will help you and even if you lose you can still fight the other girls that I beat."

"Don't your people value, modesty and humility, Kiadra?"

"Don't your people belong in the abyss, Kirra?"

"Go to hell!"

"I have no intention of following you home!"

With a secretive and subtle motion Catt would rake his finger to Wolf so that they could both sneak off, leaving these two to argue out their problems with one another as they both ventured on to continue their newly instated quest.