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A Warriors Tale

Part Three: Interception

Dance is copyright to Gabriel Logan http://groups.yahoo.com/group/GabeWorks/

Warning: Please make sure that you are over 18 or 21 or whatever age it is where you live that is legal to view this kind of thing. This story contains sexual scenes etc etc if this is likely to offend you then don't read on any further and then ask yourself why you're reading this at all ;)

A quick note. The events that transpire in this chapter are occurring at the same time as the events in Part 2. I had originally planned to make these one chapter by themselves but when Mindora's chapter hit 6,000 words it seemed easier (and more convenient) to split them up and tell the events in two separate parts.

The jungle's tightly packed fronds parted easily as a slashing stroke from Dance's Katana cleft them apart, the Vixen had left the clearing in a hurry, yet in her desperation to get back to the town and then out to the caves she had blundered blindly into the jungle. She mentally apologised to the sword for using it in this mundane form but she had little choice, Dance glanced upwards, peering through the thick fronds of the tallest trees. A gap in the canopy confirmed her fears, the daylight would not last much longer as the light was already beginning to recede. Looking back at the jungle surrounding her Dance took a few deep calming breaths; she knew she was heading towards Ostenburgh. She had never gotten lost before, even in the sea of greenery that surrounded her but the waning light troubled her, while she knew the direction she had to go, she did not know how much ground she had to cover to escape the jungle.

"Dammed if I do, dammed if I don't..." she muttered to herself, wiping watery sap from the blade of her Katana before she continued on, the blade flashing once more as the Vixen hacked a determined path through the jungle. The air was still thick and sticky within the jungle and Dance was sweating freely from her exertions and she struggled to concentrate. The aphrodisiac that Medros had forced into her had not entirely dissipated and the remnants of the Minotaur's sticky cum that clung to her chest fur meant that every time she inhaled she breathed in a heady cocktail of male musk. The scent coupled with the remnants of the potion were doing a good job at keeping her highly aroused, she mentally thanked whatever powers were watching that the Minotaur's trousers were in such a wretched state, the many rips and tears helped to cool her body somewhat in the otherwise sweltering heat.

Dance continued on through the oppressive vegetation, her Katana rising and falling as she steadily chopped a path through the greenery. She had lost track of how long she had been walking for but guessed it must have been coming up to an hour, the sky was now a soft red as the sun began to slowly set agreeing with her estimate. Dance was tired, her muscles burning with fatigue as the drug enforced rape that Medros had inflicted on her and the seemingly endless journey through the jungle had sapped her strength. Her muscles burned with fatigue as she staggered on, her sword arm rising and falling mechanically only her desperation to get out of the jungle before dark and more importantly to get to Mindora drove her on. The Vixen continued on in this way for a good half an hour before falling to her knees, panting heavily in the humid air, her strength all but gone. She raised her Katana and made a half hearted chop at the vegetation in front of her, the blade though now sticky with accumulated sap was still as razor sharp as the day she had bought it and sliced through the newest wall of plant matter.

Dance almost fell onto her face as the blade slashed through the greenery, the Vixen falling to her hands and knees as the humidity threatened to claim her. A strange sound made her triangular ears twitch as they caught the sound of running liquid and her nose quivered, as past the wall of male musk she could smell water. Dance slowly lifted her head and let out a gasping laugh at what she saw before she quickly crawled forwards. By luck or simply blind chance she had come across the one identifiable landmark in the jungle, a river that ran through the length of the jungle from the mountain ranges beyond that finally terminated in a fair sized lake just outside Ostenburgh.

Casting her weapons aside Dance crawled to the rivers edge and ducked her head under the water, it was shockingly cold and the sudden sensation made her gasp with pleasure as the wretched humidity was erased in an instant. The Vixen gulped down several mouthfuls of ice cold water, slowly beginning to rehydrate her body before she pulled her head from the water. Her pink hair hung heavily over her shoulders but only served to cool her down all the more, the wet tresses soaked with cold water, beads of liquid running over her body dampening her fur and making her sigh once more. Dance quickly gathered her weapons and began to follow the river until she came to a small kidney shaped recess in the rivers side separated from the strong current.

Dance stared at the pool for a long moment, she was desperate to get back to Mindora, but she would not make it much further in this humidity unless she allowed herself a brief rest and a chance to cool down. She resolved to be as quick as possible, better to refresh herself now while there was still daylight than take the risk of a drink when it was dark. Her mind made up Dance placed her weapons carefully on the ground, unstrapping Medros' belt and letting the baggy trousers fall to the ground. Dance stepped out of the large puddle of cloth and practically leapt into the water, staying under the surface for several long moments before she broke the surface once again gasping happily at the sudden shock of cold all over her body, a welcome relief from the jungles humid and sticky climate.

The water level came up to Dance's waist and she quickly sat down, her back to the bank of the river, immersing all of her body except her head and shoulders in its cooling embrace. Dance closed her eyes enjoying the sensation as her hands busied themselves by cleaning the fur of her chest, washing out the last remnants of Medros' scent unaware that since she had found the pool she was being watched. Dance was too preoccupied with cleaning her fur and cooling herself down to notice the approach of her unseen watcher, that was until she stood back up arching her body as she stretched her tired muscles. The attack came without warning as a pair of thick green vines erupted from the massive body of the plant; the creature had been patiently waiting until an opportune moment displayed itself before it struck.

Dance's eyes snapped open and she let out a startled yell as she was physically dragged out of the water by the wrists, she twisted in their grasp and hurled herself at her weapons. Her right hand closed around the hilt of her Katana before the plant creature yanked her backwards once more, the Vixen pulled from her feet and reeled in like a fish towards the central mass of her attacker. A third vine smacked the blade from her hand, the Katana sinking into the earth as more vines began to wrap themselves around her arms and legs The vines held the struggling Vixen off of the ground, denying her any leverage and making escape all but impossible, never the less Dance continued to struggle violently in the plant's grasp cursing herself for letting her guard down as the vines pulled her into a spread eagled position.

Dance cried out as she felt herself being positioned this way, knowing only too well what would come next, the Vixen wrenching at the vines that gripped her, crying out as they only tightened vice like around her limbs. The plant continued to hold its struggling prey above its bulky pod like body, the creature was content to wait while its prey tired itself out, despite its bulky appearance a malevolent intelligence festered inside the creature. It knew that its captured prey was female from its scents; if the plant had lips it would have smiled. It had been a long time since it had held a female in its tendrils and it intended to enjoy her fully before it digested her.

Dance continued her fruitless struggles but the short rest she had enjoyed in the pool was not enough to sustain her, the more she struggled the more leaden her limbs became as fatigue caught up with her once again. She continued to cry for help her struggles and shouts getting weaker and weaker until the plant finally made its next move, a vine hovered over her mouth for a brief moment before it plunged down shooting between her slack jaws and sinking down her throat before she could muster the energy to resist. The Vixen began to choke and gag as the vine blocked off her airway, lungs labouring for air that wouldn't come. Just when she was about to pass out the vine slid from her throat slightly allowing her to breathe once again before it began to slowly slide in and out of her stretched throat.

Dance closed her eyes and groaned as the vine continued to thrust in and out, finding that she could breathe as it slid back, her body quickly beginning to adjust to its rhythm having no other choice, breathe or die. So she breathed. The surface of the vine was covered in bulbous ridges that rubbed and massaged the inside of her throat as a sweet sticky sap began to trickle down her throat, the bulbs encouraging her to swallow the liquid. As Dance swallowed she shivered lightly as a warm feeling began to spread through her body as the sap began to trickle into her stomach, new strength slowly began to course through her muscles. She didn't know what was happening to her but as soon as she tried to struggle the plant tightened its grip, effectively rendering any other struggles useless as Dance was forced to swallow the sap from the vine in her muzzle. The other effect of the sap was much more noticeable and the Vixen groaned as she felt her arousal growing once more, the sap acting as a natural aphrodisiac and there was nothing that Dance could do to stop it flowing into her and nothing she could do to stop herself becoming more and more aroused, her sex dripping with her nectar.

The Vixen squirmed in the leathery grip of the vines as the plant began its next inevitable assault, a pair of thick vines rising up from the pod up between her widely spread legs, like the vine in her mouth they were easily as thick as her wrists, capped by two bulbous heads which dripped white sticky sap dribbling from the tips. The first vine moved up slowly, its broad head nuzzling the moist lips of Dance's pussy almost tenderly before it slowly began to push its way inside her. Dance let out a loud "Mmmmph!" around the vine in her mouth as the tendril slowly forced its way into her sex, her cry of protest quickly beginning to recede as more of the hot sap began to spurt into her body, from her mouth and now her sex as this new intruder slid home.

The third vine now began its own attack of the bound Vixen pressing its bulbous head against her tailhole, coating the hard ring of muscle with its sticky sap before it began to push forwards as well. Fighting the intoxicating effects of the sap Dance's eyes widened as she discovered that the liquid had a third purpose as the bulbous head of the vine slipped into her tailhole easily, still spurting its sticky sap. The sap quickly began to line the inner walls of her pussy and her tailhole, the flesh slowly beginning to relax, allowing the vines greater access as the vixen's body spread more easily around the wide thick stems of the vines. Dance moaned again as she was completely filled by the pair, her inner muscles squeezing both vines tightly as they held within her for a long moment.

The vines finally began to move, both of them still dribbling the white sap lining her insides as the vine at her throat continued to force feed her more and more of the sticky sap. The vines buried in her pussy and ass began to slowly slide in and out of her captured body moving in an alternating rhythm, one thrusting forwards as the other pulled back. The vines never left her body as they slid in and out rocking her slowly in the air as the hot sap spurted into her insides intensifying every little movement, every ridge and bump of the vines as they slowly fucked their helpless victim. Dance squirmed and moaned in the plants forceful embrace as the creature triple fucked her, all three vines in perpetual motion as the plant gloated beneath her, enjoying her moans and struggles as it took its pleasure from her.

The vines started off slow and methodical in pace but they quickly began to increase in the speed and power of their thrusts, their smooth strokes countered by the increasing eager squeezing and massaging of Dance's inner muscles. Against her wishes the Vixen's body was reacting instinctively to the hard thrusts that plundered her again and again, the pleasure rising unbidden inside her. Sensing the increase in its prey's heartbeat and breathing the plant only increased its efforts and without warning she bucked in its grasp a muffled scream of ecstasy tearing past the vine that stuffed itself down her throat as she climaxed hard. The Vixen's love juices covered the length of the intruding vine as it continues to pummel her pussy, oozing out of her well stretched sex and beginning to drip down the long stem of the vine, giving it a shiny gloss as Dance's nectar slowly dripped down it.

Held in mid air as she was Dance was utterly helpless as the pleasure of her release wracked her body enhanced all the more by the continued unceasing fucking of the vines that were already beginning to drive her towards another orgasm. The Vixen was almost past all resistance, rocking her hips against the thrust of the vines, working a rhythm with them and letting out a loud moan every time they slid home in her pussy or ass. With her eyes tightly shut Dance did not see the two new vines that rose up in front of her, but her eyes snapped open when she felt something caressing over the front of her breasts. Looking down she saw two large pods capped this new pair of vines and as she watched they slowly spilt open revealing a cluster of bright red petals that slowly began to descend towards her wobbling breasts. As she rocked to and fro from the hard thrusts of the vines Dance became aware of a dull ache in her breasts, groaning slightly at the unpleasant feeling even as she pushed back against the vines.

The two pods continued their slow descent, the soft caress of the petals making Dance shiver once more as her stiff nipples were drawn into the center of the pods. She gasped as she felt a soft sucking sensation engulf her nipples as the pods began to slowly ungulate. The ache in her breasts began to recede slowly as she felt the soft insides of the plant squeezing and pulling at her nipples and suddenly she trembled as she felt a strange tingling sensation in her nipples as the plant began to milk her. Dance had never borne any children but her impressive bust still contained a large amount of milk which the plant greedily began to milk out of her, using the sweet liquid to bolster its huge reserves of energy. Dance quivered, her hips bucking against the hard fucking of the vines as her breasts were milked until they could give up no more, she winced as the pressure became painful before the plant changed tactics once again.

The petals of the pods gripped the soft flesh of her breasts and began a series of squeezes, kneading her breasts slowly as the centers continued to suckle at her breasts joined now with a different sensation. Amid the suckling of the blooms came a new feeling, as if thousands of tiny tongues were licking over the stiff nubs of her nipples, a thousand tiny tongues, licking over her nipples again and again and again...

The strong sucking and licking of her nipples coupled with the firm kneading of her breasts pushed Dance over the edge once more, the Vixen letting out another muffled cry of pleasure as her pussy spasmed around the thick stem of the vine once again. She shuddered her hands clenching and unclenching as once again the vines continued to relentlessly pound her towards another orgasm, the sucking and kneading at her breasts only aiding the process as her body was rapidly becoming more and more sensitive to the plants attentions. She closed her eyes once more as she was now being assaulted from five different angles, vines filling her pussy, ass and muzzle as the pods sucked with abandon on her breasts. The healthy rosebud of her clit was swollen and desperate for attention, throbbing as the captured Vixen blissfully screamed her way through another mind shattering orgasm.

As if the plant could read her desires a third much smaller pod rose up between her legs, it slowly split apart, revealing another pod this time replete with blue flowers that lowered itself down and quickly wrapped itself around her clitty. Dance howled as the new pod sucked and licked on her clitty, mimicking the actions of the pods on her breasts with twice the enthusiasm, arching her back and letting out another muffled scream of pleasure as she climaxed yet again. Dance was panting hard as she sank into the afterglow of her fourth climax, her heart thudding in her chest as it struggled to keep up with the demands being placed upon it. It was at this point that the plant finally relented; the vine in Dance's muzzle slowly pulling out until only the head lay nestled between her widely stretched lips. The stem of the vine pulsed and a torrent of hot sap exploded into her muzzle, not stopping to think Dance greedily gulped down as much sap as she could before the vine pulled out entirely, spraying her face and chest with the thick white sap.

Dance shuddered as she felt the new influx of sap slide down into her stomach before starting to be quickly absorbed into her body, the Vixen felt new energy swell inside her fresh vitality gifted to her by the plant. Dance felt better than she had in weeks and gasped as the vines in her pussy and her rump slowly withdrew as well letting wads of thick sap start to slowly leak from her abused holes. The pods on her breasts and clit gave each one last hard suckle before they too released her and curled back down to the base of the plant. The fresh burst of energy gave Dance a few precious seconds to think, fighting against the clinging insistence of the aphrodisiac her eyes locked on the hilt of her Katana, still protruding from the earth where it had been dropped. Despite the plants "gift" she knew it was too good to be true, that it was merely ensuring that she could hold out against what was to come next. She heard a shuffling sound and the vines began to slowly lower her, looking down she saw that she was dreadfully right.

The plant was slowly drawing her down towards its base, and more worryingly towards a thick 18 inch phallus that jutted up from the center of the creatures pod, white sap dripping freely from the tip. Dance desperately struggled in her bonds once again but it was an ultimately futile struggle and she gasped, throwing her head back as the huge length slowly started to sink into her well fucked pussy. The plant shook beneath her as its hard length slowly penetrated her, aided by the lubrication of her multiple orgasms and the slick sap that had been poured into her. Dance shook atop the plant as it slid into her easily, she had never felt so full, even when Medros had taken advantage of her and cried out in shock as she felt the tip press against her cervix. She had felt the vine battering against the hard muscle minutes earlier every impact had spurted more of that damnable sap onto her cervix slowly relaxing the muscles for exactly this purpose, as the plant hilted itself completely inside her.

The vines around her arms and legs slowly unwound leaving only one or two holding her limbs as they wrapped around her middle, a large bulge visible under the white fur of her stomach. Dance shuddered and pulled her arms experimentally, the vines still held her but loosely now as the plant concentrated on the task at hand, the vines surrounding her middle starting to slowly pull her back up. The Vixen could not stop another groan tearing itself past her lips as the carefully placed bumps and ridges of the plants hard dick stroked and massaged her insides. When the plant had slid her almost halfway up its shaft it pulled her back down, impaling the squirming Vixen once again and making her moan as she was spread so wide and so deeply by her aggressor.

The plant shivered again as it felt the Vixen's tight pussy squeezing its hard length, the vines quickly beginning to raise her along its length once again before pulling her back down. Incapable of thrusting up since it did not possess hips of any kind the plant resorted to the next best thing, forcing the Vixen to ride its engorged shaft, more and more of its hot sap spurting into her every time it impaled her on its hard length. This one had provided a loud of pleasure and amusement and soon it would provide sustenance, if the plant had been capable of regret it would have lamented disposing of such an enjoyable piece of prey so quickly. But the malevolent mind within gave a mental shrug, there would be others there always was and its exertions were making it ravenous.

Dance moaned once again as the plant began to move her faster and faster, sliding her hot wet sex up and down its engorged shaft as she in turn squeezed and massaged its hard length as it thrust all the way up into her womb, hilting itself inside her every time it thrust her down on its rock hard cock. With every impaling thrust she felt her chances of escape being leached away, the energy the plant had bequeathed upon her was quickly beginning to disappear as the creature continued its relentless assault on her pussy. The plant began to slide her faster now, faster and harder making her groan with every hard thrust as the plant shuddered every time her rump hit its base. Her right hand slowly began to move towards the hilt of the Katana, forcing herself to keep moving, the vine hanging slack around her wrist as the plant was completely engaged with its thrusting, driving them both closer and closer to their release.

Dance gripped desperately at the hilt of the Katana, moaning louder and louder, her hand continually grasping empty air as the plant forcibly lifted her up and down thrusting her down onto its stiff length its speed increasing once again until finally with one last plunge predator and prey climaxed. Dance arched her back and howled once again her pussy spasming around the thick length that filled her deeper than anything had before, climaxing as she felt the plant shudder beneath her, shooting huge wads of sticky sap into her womb. The vixen shuddered as she felt her belly slowly swell as the plant pumped more and more cum into her, gritting her teeth she leaned forwards and closed her fingers firmly around the hilt of her Katana, holding it tightly as the flow finally stopped, her belly swollen and sloshing with the plant creatures cum.

The Vixen turned her head as she heard a strange slurping sound behind her and shuddered as she saw the main pod of the plant slowly open, revealing the dank depths of its interior and it began to pull her off of its cock which was already beginning to soften inside her. Dance screamed and struggled as hard as she could as the plants intentions were all to obvious, but there was nothing she could do, the vines were too many and too strong. Pulling the last of its cock from her the plant creature hurled her into the pod which sealed quickly shut behind her, her last desperate scream cut off as the petals closed.

The plant creature settled itself down on the bank of the river, its lusts were sated and now it could begin the leisurely process of digesting its victim. It felt a battering against its insides but payed it no heed, the prey always tried to beat their way out of its stomach in a futile gesture so it sat there enjoying the faint taste of fox fur in its insides, fox fur and metal...

Metal...?

No...Impossible!

The last disbelieving thoughts of the plant were lost with it as the silver blade of a Katana sliced through the center of the pod, holding itself erect for a moment before it sliced downwards, cutting completely through one of the petals of the main pod and letting the failing light shine down on a gasping Dance once more. The plants vines thrashed madly in its agony as Dance raised the Katana once more, holding it two handed and slamming it down into the brain stem of the creature and with one last trembling spasm the vines toppled to the ground. The monster was dead.

Dance slowly pulled herself out of the steaming corpse of the plant a task made a little more difficult with her belly swollen as it was. The Vixen slowly walked back to the pool and slid back into the water, this time keeping her weapons close at hand as she quickly began to clear away the fresh load of cum that now adorned her body. The sky was slowly turning a brilliant red as the sun began to set, the sight only encouraging her to work faster. Having cleaned her fur Dance looked down at her swollen belly before she placed both hands upon it and slowly began to push down, just as the plants sap had weakened her cervix enough to allow entry, it now also allowed exit for the time being, and Dance slowly pumped as much of the monsters loathsome "cum" out of herself as she could.

It took a while but Dance kept at it and finally got her stomach down to a more reasonable size now looking as if she had just eaten a large meal, not to far from the truth she thought to herself as she slowly pulled herself out of the pool. She pulled up the ragged trousers that had once belonged to Medros and quickly tightened the belt before retrieving her weapons and looking up at the sky once again. The light was failing quickly but now she had a direct path back to Ostenburgh, taking a deep breath she set off once again, she would make it back to the city, darkness or not and woe betide anything that got in her way.

It was already dark by the time a figure stumbled back into Ostenburgh, ignoring the few stares it got from the gate guards before slowly moving into the city heading for its house first of all. Fifteen minutes after the figure had entered the house it stepped out once again, the glow of the street lamps cast a soft glow on Medros' angry features as the Minotaur slowly began to make his way to the tavern to meet Frink And Bowen. He was seething with rage at what Dance had done to him, he'd been trapped in that plants clutches for two hours before he'd finally managed to free himself. His balls ached fiercely from the constant attention that they had received from the lust crazy plant and his throat and tailhole felt like they had been rubbed red raw from the over enthusiastic vines. He growled to himself as he limped into the tavern ordering a flagon of ale from the bar before moving over to the nearest table and seating himself carefully.

The Minotaur nursed his drink sourly, already plotting his revenge on the Vixen for humiliating him once again, assuming she made it out of the jungle that was. Medros paused and then snorted at that idea, she'd get out and he would be waiting for her when she did. He looked up as the tavern door opened once more and a voice called his name, his red eyes narrowing slightly as he watched Bowen and Frink move to the bar and then towards his table when they had each purchased a flagon of their, own the pair of them looking insufferably pleased with themselves. Medros scowled as they sat down.

"You two certainly look happy." He said bitterly, staring at each of them in turn, Bowen meeting his eyes casually as he sipped his ale while Frink looked down into his.

"We certainly are. The Snake won't be a bother to anyone again; the demons have got her firmly trussed up in their caves. A sad fate for such a sweet girl really." Bowen said with a wide grin, clearly not meaning a word of it. "But for all that she was certainly very accommodating wasn't she Frink?" Bowen said with a smirk as he took another gulp of his ale.

Medros turned his gazes back towards Frink who grinned and nodded eagerly. "Oh yeah...very much so..." The Weasel said licking his lips absently as his mind strayed back to that encounter in the cave shivering slightly as he remembered the feeling of that eagerly sucking mouth around the length of his hard shaft before a loud snort from Medros brought him back to the present. "What about you boss? Did you get the Vixen?"

"Yes I did...and then she got me."

Frink linked slightly. "What do you mean?"

Medros quickly recounted the events of his encounter with Dance, embellishing the acts themselves and saying little about how he had been left at the less than tender appetites of the plant. Bowen and Frink listened as he related the story, grinning as he told them what he had done to Dance; the grins disappeared rapidly as he told them about the plant. Neither of them, not even Bowen wished to anger Medros, the Minotaur's fury was plain for all to see ready to be unleashed on the first individual who crossed him, the Tiger and the Weasel weren't going to take that chance.

"Alright." Bowen said after a long pause. "What are we going to do about her then? She knows where her friend is now so she's sure to go to the caves herself and if the demons dealt with the Snake they can deal with her too right?"

"Wrong." Medros snapped. "When I saw her run off from that clearing she went deeper into the jungle, there's no way she could have arrived here before I did. And you both know that only a fool would go up into those caves at night, the Vixen may be reckless but she's not an idiot. She will wait until daylight tomorrow, and that my friends is when we shall strike."

The Minotaur looked over at Frink. "I want you to keep an eye on her house, come back here as soon as you see her enter and make sure she doesn't see you." Frink nodded knocking back the dregs of his ale and quickly rising from his chair, padding over to the tavern door and disappearing into the night as Medros turned his red eyed gaze towards Bowen.

"As for you I want you to pick up a few things, and we'll show that uppity bitch who's boss once and for all."

Bowen listened as Medros told him the things that he wanted a grin slowly spreading across his face before he nodded. "Not a problem. When do you want to do it?"

"We'll have to be waiting just before dawn, no telling when she will set out for the caves."

"Dawn? Isn't that being a little premature?"

"Better to err on the side of caution." Medros muttered darkly. The Tiger simply nodded and began to mentally compile a list of the things he would need to bring with him the following day. All they could do now was wait for Frink to come back with word of the Vixen's arrival, Bowen lifted his flagon and took another mouthful of ale, hiding another smile behind the vessel. Tomorrow promised to be an interesting day.

An hour after Medros had entered the city Dance finally reached the gate, some of the guards cast her a few curious looks but none stopped her as she slowly plodded back towards her home. Her body was running on automatic now, the Vixen utterly exhausted not just from the attacks by Medros and the plant, but the two journeys she had to make through the hostile environment of the jungle. She finally reached her house and went straight in, closing the door behind her never seeing Frink slinking away into the shadows. She removed the ragged trousers that she had stole from Medros, throwing the wretched garment away from her before dropping her weapons and remaining items onto the floor.

Dance moved to her bedroom heading directly for a large oak chest stored in one corner of the room, kneeling down slowly and opening the lid. Her hand fumbled inside the chest for a moment before finally withdrawing clutching a potion bottle, she quickly popped the stopper and drained the liquid inside before dropping it absently onto the floor. The Vixen stood up unsteadily as the welcome warming glow of the healing potion began to spread through her body, while the potion could heal her body it couldn't wash away the fatigue that ate away at her consciousness. She sat down heavily on the bed knowing that she couldn't look for Mindora until the morning, the thought tortured her but she knew that heading for the caves in her exhausted state would be suicide.

She cradled her head in her hands for a moment as despair threatened to overwhelm her, Mindora was out there somewhere, this she knew but what tortured her was that she didn't know if her friend was alive, dead or injured and that lack of knowledge hurt her more than any blade ever could. Dance finally crawled over towards the head of the bed, dragging back the covers and sliding her naked body beneath the sheets, she laid her head down on the pillows staring up at the roof of the darkened room. Finally able to rest sleep came for her quickly, Dance had to struggle to keep her eyes open but it was to no avail and she finally fell into a trouble sleep with Mindora's name on her lips.

To be continued...