Beating the Master at their Own Game

Terra · 01-23-2012, 07:40 PM

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OOC Feb 7

It had taken quite a bit of convincing to get Caspa to come to the festival. Terra's friend had been rather preoccupied with a search of some sort, though she refused to tell Terra what it was exactly that she was looking for. Eventually Terra had pointed out that everything was at the festival, and that there was a very good chance that whatever it was was probably there. Even then, Caspa had put on the brakes until Terra told her that she'd set it up for them to do a magic show there. It was a lie, but Caspa came along, agreeing to check out where they would be hosting the magic show. Terra had spent most of yesterday running around organizing the magic show she'd claimed, and giggling from all the attention she'd gained from the males she'd dealt with. Several gifts had been given to her, as well as sweet words. Terra hadn't let them touch her though, having learned that she was supposed to find a mate for that.

Eagerly she rushed through the crowds, occasionally distracted by what looked like a rather gorgeous male or shining piece of jewelry. All the flirting might have taken a fair amount out of the girl, if it weren't for the fact that she was being propelled by being in heat, and there was no real rest for her either way. At last she reached a tent, where less canines were. Part of Terra wanted to head back, rub with all the canines again, having gotten used to the press and rather enjoying it in her current condition. She was curious about what the tent contained though, seeing the occasional canine duck in and come back with a look of surprise and pleasure. Such a thing intrigued her. Terra glanced over her shoulder at Caspa. Coming? Terra strode toward the tent, her tail wagging happily.

Let the night take you away

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