Upon reaching the lodge, she looked around suspiciously as though half-expecting to be ambushed by a whole squadron of soldiers. The lodge looked…normal. It didn't look shady at all, save for the fact that it was located at the edge of town and away from prying eyes. Perhaps that was why the captain had asked her to come here of all places. He probably didn't want his own men or the public finding about this, something that she was silently thankful for. She didn't want her own guildmates finding about this either, and if the public knew about it, rumours of it would certainly reach them eventually.

"Quite the looker you are, huh lassie," the owner of the lodge let his gaze rove over her, taking in her curvy figure under her torn clothing. Giving her a last look of appraisal, he directed her to the room that she was expected in.

Pushing the door open with a creak, she was met with the sight of the exceed who was completely undressed and sat facing away from her. Hearing her enter the room, he turned towards her, making her cheeks burn up in a blush. She took in the sight of his broad shoulders and chiseled chest, leading down to his muscled bottom half. Between his legs was an abnormally large and girthy tool that hung limply, making her jaw almost drop. She supposed it was to be expected though, seeing as he wasn't quite human. The shape wasn't quite as expected either, the head being unexpectedly large and bulging.

Closing the door behind her, she shuffled uncertainly towards the bed.

"Undress. Also, transform into that form you used earlier," he growled out, his arousal returning at full force now that he was being exposed to her pheromones once again.

"I-I can't use it again, I don't have any more magic to do it with," Lisanna meekly voiced out, obeying his command nonetheless and sliding out of her sarong skirt. He grunted in understanding, still not understanding how she was able to use magic in Edolas; but decided that was a question for another time and opted to enjoy the show instead, even though she probably didn't intend for it to be a show. Letting the skirt fall to the ground, the silver-haired mage pulled her tight-fitting tank top over her head, which caused her sizeable breasts to be raised up as well. When her top didn't come off, she tugged at it harder, making it strain against the gravity of her melons. As the fabric finally pulled free, it dragged her bra along with it that slid above her breasts, making her tits drop and bounce on her chest. She tossed her top and bra aside, suddenly feeling self-conscious as she felt his smoldering gaze on her bountiful breasts.

She was nowhere near as gifted as her sister or Wendy in the boobs department, but her size was certainly nothing to scoff at. Raising her arms, she shielded her bare breasts from his view, taking a step back in embarrassment. The weight of what they were doing hit her at full force. She was standing nearly naked in nothing but her panties, in front of a captain of the Royal Army that had ruthlessly hunted her and her guild all these years. Her inner thoughts reminded her that she didn't have any other choice if she wanted her guild to see another sunrise and keep their freedom.

Pantherlily got up from his seat on the bed, stepping into her personal space and growling wordlessly. She understood the meaning and slowly dropped her arms, intimidated by his careless invasion of her space and privacy. Once her breasts were fully uncovered, Pantherlily drank in the sight of her beautiful mounds laid bare, fighting the urge to manhandle her like a ragdoll. Her teardrop-shaped breasts sagged only very slightly from their weight, but otherwise maintaining their roundness and firm curvature. They were angled away from each other, exposing a nice amount of cleavage that her surmised would be very comfortable spot for his penis to rest.

She had relatively large, light pink areolae that sat atop her honkers. The flesh there was slightly puffy and was lined with goosebumps – whether from the cold air or from embarrassment and arousal, he did not know. Each areola of hers was adorned with a small but perky nipple that seemed to grow longer and stiffen before his very eyes, a sure sign of her own growing arousal. Reaching out, he lightly pinched a stiff nipple between his fingers, tweaking and rolling it. Not having expected him to go straight for her sensitive nipples, Lisanna gasped out in surprise. Embarrassed at the sound, she bit the inside of her cheeks to keep herself from getting too vocal as he continued playing with her hardened nubs.

Seeing her stubborn refusal to give in to pleasure, he flicked his fingers, assaulting her hardened nipples with a mix of pain and pleasure. At this, she was unable to suppress a cry as the pain added to her arousal.

"N-no, it hurts, my nipples are sensitive," she cried out, but it fell on deaf ears as he called her bluff, having observed that she did enjoy the abuse her nipples were receiving even though it did seem to hurt her as well. He repeated the action, alternating between both nipples until both were an acceptable shade of red. Suddenly, he remembered something she had unwittingly done that had gotten him this hard in the first place. Pinching her nipples again, he used them to lift up her hefty melons until they were almost level with her chin. Letting go, he watched as her soft pillowy breasts fell back onto her chest and bounced once, twice before settling in their place.

"Nice tits…no wonder that friend of yours couldn't keep his eyes off them earlier," he grinned.

"H-huh? Who? Gray?" Lisanna asked, thinking to herself that there was no way Gray would ogle her like that – he did have the biggest crush on Juvia after all. But then again, seeing how every other male in her guild had eyes only for her boobs and ass, she figured that perhaps Gray wasn't beyond it either.

While she continued to entertain her own thoughts, Pantherlily examined her breasts by grabbing them in his large hands. His palms pressed against her nubs while his fingers harshly sank into her soft, pliant tits. Her tender boobflesh bulged out through the gaps between his fingers, making him marvel at their incredible softness. When he pulled away, her pale skin flushed red in the shape of a handprint.

"K-kyah!" she squealed as he roughly groped her delicate globes once more, kneading them like dough. His instincts gnawed at him to throw her onto the bed and breed her right then and there, as he imagined how much more swollen and tender her breasts would be when they were full of milk. Roving his eyes over her form, he also took in her wide, childbirthing hips and full, thick thighs; deciding right then and there that she was the perfect breeding specimen.

Still squeezing her knockers in his hands, he lowered his head and took a stiff teat in mouth, grazing his canines against it. She shuddered in pleasure and mewled as he abused her poor nipple between his teeth, then sucking on them as though to draw milk from her mammaries. He continued to suck, trying to milk her by massaging her dirty pillows. No milk came out, as was expected, but the silver-haired maiden was flushed with pleasure, her eyes shut tightly and biting the inside of her cheeks to stop from crying out shamelessly. Her head was tilted slightly backwards and she rubbed her thighs together in anticipation as she felt them begin to get wet from her secretions.

Her conscience mocked her for giving into pleasure without caring about who was giving it to her. She blocked her thoughts out shamefully, torn between trying to remain stoic and letting herself enjoy it. She supposed that there was no point in holding out for her crush – Natsu. He had probably assumed her to be dead and moved on to another girl anyways. She might as well get some fun and live freely, rather than grow old and die without every having felt a man's warmth. She definitely had her toys and fingers to keep her company when the tension became unbearable, but she couldn't deny that the thought of being filled up by a man – or in this case, male exceed – definitely seemed way more tempting than entertaining herself.

She looked down between her legs and saw Pantherlily's rod, that had grown much larger than it was when she glimpsed it earlier. It was exploding with veins along the edges and was dripping a clear liquid from the tip. Her loins heated up with desire as she wondered if that would even fit inside of her. Catching her gaze, the exceed gently pushed down on her shoulders, encouraging her to take up a position on her knees, face in front of his dick. She demurely placed her hands on her thighs and looked up at him, expectantly waiting for instruction.

"You don't have any idea what to do, do you?" she shook her head in response.

Grabbing his crooked pole, he pressed it against her lips prodding for entrance. Understanding his intention, she parted her lips just enough to take a portion of the swollen head into her warm mouth, pursing her lips around it. Pulling back, she planted a tentative kiss on the tip before wrapping her full, soft lips around the head once more. Unsure of what to do next, Lisanna flicked her tongue out and ran it all over the tip. Noticing that he groaned when she licked a particular spot, she teased the underside of his cockhead with her dainty tongue, looking up at him all the while.

"Bob your head on it," he commanded, and she did so obediently. Rhythmically, she took in a few inches of his cock into her mouth and sucked while sliding her lips off. Noticing that there was a significant length that she wasn't able to pleasure with her mouth, she wrapped her fingers around the remaining length and jacked him off. After some time, she took his crown out of her mouth so she could lick slowly and languidly lengthwise. Starting at the base of his rod, she dragged her tongue up until it reached his tip, coating his entire length in her saliva.

Looking down at her, Pantherlily grabbed his cock and raised it before dropping it right back onto her face, much to her dismay.

"What do you think-," she began indignantly, but was cut off when he slapped her across the cheek with his lathered penis, leaving strands of saliva trailing from it.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you," he taunted warningly.

"N-nothing."

"Good, let's put that mouth to better use then," he shoved more of his length into her oral cavity this time, intent on finding out just how deep she could take him. She clearly wanted to protest, but thought better of it. Sucking lightly on his tip, she tried to slowly pull herself off his length without him realizing it. There was no way she'd be able to take that whole thing!

Noticing her sly efforts, he placed a hand on the back of her head and roughly grabbed a fistful of her silver hair. Eyes widening, she looked up at him in panic, only to have her head forced down onto his pelvis. Lisanna felt his thick rod begin to stretch her mouth painfully, forcing its way down her throat.

Her squeals of protest were muffled by his dick, sending pleasurable vibrations along his length. Eventually, the exceed somehow managed to force his entire length down her throat that was now bulging from the intrusion. He pressed her against his pelvis and held her in place as he enjoyed the wonderful feeling of her hot throat wrapped tightly around his tool. Desperate for air, Lisanna took in deep breaths, making her nostrils fill with his musky scent that made her head spin. She supposed that his pre-cum must have some sort of aphrodisiac property, seeing as how she was actually looking forward to actual intercourse even though her throat was being painfully stretched out by him at that very moment.

Her eyes began to roll into the back of her head as the lack of oxygen made her light-headed. Noting her sudden lack of resistance, Pantherlily figured he should let her catch her breath or she'd faint. Tugging lightly on her silver locks, he pulled her off his dick – at which she gulped greedy breaths of air, coughing from the slight sore feeling in the back of her throat. She looked up at him reproachfully, but before she could say anything or second-guess herself, the captain shoved his cock right back into her throat, pushing down on her head until her lips met the base of his rod and her nose was pressed against his furry pelvis. The musky scent of his genitals filled her nostrils as she took in panicked, ragged breaths.

This time however, he held her head in place while he began to thrust his hips slowly, fucking her throat with his oversized dong. Repeatedly, he jetted his meatstick past her swollen lips and into her tight throat. He continued to face-fuck the takeover mage mercilessly, abusing her mouth for his own pleasure. Lewd gulping and slurping noises echoed throughout the room as she desperately tried to suck in breaths of air in between thrusts. Drool ran down the corner of her mouth as his now-lubricated prick sent globs of saliva flying all over the place. She pushed against his thighs with her hands to try and make him ease up on her even if just a little, but to no avail. His eyes were tightly shut and he was releasing occasional grunts, lost in the pleasure from the sloppy deep-throat he was receiving.

Even as she tried her best to make him stop, he felt her warm, orifice wrap itself around his rod, her lips getting dragged and smearing her modest, orange-red lipstick along his dick. He slowed down a little, but still held her head in place as he fucked her small mouth with long, hard strokes, using her like a toy. With each thrust, he felt himself edge closer to his climax, but his senses suddenly sprang into action.

Abruptly stopping the act, he pulled her off his cock entirely and released her hair from his grip letting her catch her breath. Stepping back, he breathed a sigh of relief – that was a close one. Normally, he'd have no objection to cumming in a girl's mouth, but mating season had made his animal instincts extra particular. His base inclinations told him to deposit his load deep in her womb to breed her, and nowhere else. Even though he knew that she was of a different species and that he wouldn't quite be able to mate with her in the traditional sense, he couldn't fight his urges.

Lisanna, meanwhile, still panted as she wiped the mix of saliva and precum off her face, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. She felt herself being pulled to her feet by her bedmate for the night, before he turned her around and pulled her towards him, her back to his chest. Placing his left arm under her breasts, he tightened his grip to make sure she wouldn't struggle. Holding her tightly in place, he slid a large, furred hand into her lacy panties. Gasping in surprise and embarrassment, she tried to jerk her hips away from his touch, but his fingers slithered towards her wet, tender vulva. He felt her slippery pre-ejaculate coat his fingers as he lightly rubbed over her mound. Despite being unable to see her pussy from his point of view, Pantherlily mapped a mental image of it by running his fingers all over it.

Moving to the left, he followed the curve of her tender vulva until it reached a crack. Sinking a finger into the crack, he felt her puffy outer labia part to give way to thinner flaps underneath, all completely soaked in her arousal. Lisanna squirmed in his grip as he curiously explored her privates. When his fingers were completely saturated with her essence, the exceed moved his hands in large circular motions, lathering it all over her thighs and mound to make sure she was completely wet and slick down there. Once he was sure of it, he parted her lips with his index and ring fingers, exposing the pink, tender flesh underneath. Feeling around, he quickly found a funnel-like entrance that seemed to twitch open and closed, albeit very slightly. Circling his middle finger around it, he teased her entrance while his thumb found her clitoris. Gently unfolding the hood, he thumbed her pearl, feeling her buck her hips away from him in response.

Every time his fingers caressed her soft lips and sensitive clit, Lisanna shuddered – partly due to the stimulation and partly out of reflex to try and get him away from her. Nobody had ever touched her sacred area before, and she had trouble adjusting to the fact that she was supposed to let this guy – no, exceed, touch and play with her as he pleased. Even more than that, she hated the fact that she was getting steadily more aroused and turned on as he continued to tease and play with her nether regions. She didn't know whether she wanted him to stop, or to explore her even more with his fingers.

She cried out in shocked pleasure as he abruptly sank a thick, furred finger into her tight opening. She wasn't completely inexperienced and had experimented with toys before, but the feeling of an actual warm finger entering her caught her unaware.

"Haahh! D-Don't stick it in so suddenly!" she cried out, as he ignored her protests to sink his finger further into her.

Suddenly, they were both interrupted by a creak. Heads shooting towards the door, they both noticed that it was slightly open.

"Who's there? You have until the count of three to get in before I go out there and catch you myself!" the captain warned.

"One!" the place remained eerily quiet, making Lisanna suspect that the door may have opened due to the wind.

"Two!"

"Th-"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry!" a mousy, brown-haired boy shuffled in hurriedly, head hung low in shame and fear. He couldn't have been older than sixteen, which explained his curiosity.

"I-I shouldn't have, I promise I won't tell anyone!" he shouted.

"Shut up, do you want everyone to hear you or something?" the exceed growled.

"I'm s-sorry, I just heard stuff and got curious and wanted to see – I'll go away and never t-talk about it I s-swear," he rambled in a whisper-yell, much to Pantherlily's ire and Lisanna's chagrin.

"Close the door behind you and lock it," the soldier ordered.

"W-what?" the boy asked.

"Don't make me repeat myself, boy. You probably haven't seen a girl naked right? I'm giving you the chance to, now. Either take it or get out."

Hearing that, he hurriedly rushed to shut the wooden door, latching it and returning to stare transfixed at Lisanna's exposed breasts record time. The animal soul mage turned to glare, not comfortable with the recent changes in the slightest.

"I'm not some whore for you to put on display! What makes you think I'm just gonna-" her protests were cut off as he withdrew his finger and thrust it back into her tight cavern, her look of exasperation morphing into one of confused pleasure. Her mind warred between wanting to walk out on both the males, and letting herself be fingered in front of an audience like a slattern. She didn't need some random boy thinking of her as some sort of prostitute. In the end, her less rational side took over as her vagina and her mind continued to be assaulted by pleasurable shocks.

"How's the view, kid?"

"I-It's awesome, sir!" the boy breathed out, never removing his eyes from her lacy white panties that now sported a dark, wet spot right under her entrance where his knuckles pushed against the fabric.

"Yeah right. You haven't seen anything. Pull off her panties."

"No, no!" Lisanna objected vehemently, trying to step back and away from the boy, pushing in vain against Pantherlily's firmly planted figure.

As though deaf to her protests, the boy reached out and hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties, admiring the material even as he watched rivulets of liquid trickle down her thighs, around the material.

Starting to get annoyed at the silver-haired maiden's protests, the exceed withdrew his fingers from her snug canal and pressed it against her lips, pushing them into her mouth. He glared at her until she eventually gave in and obediently sucked his fingers clean of her juices. She couldn't deny that she actually tasted good, but it felt weird to taste her own fluids.

Meanwhile, the boy had pulled her waistband down, now exposing her privates to the cold air of the room. Thin strings connected her puffy lips to the fabric. Following the strings, he noticed a pool of viscous, cloudy liquid gathered in her panties. Part of her panties refused to budge, remaining wedged in the crack of her generous ass. Pulling harder, it eventually came free of her confines and he easily slid the rest down and off her long, slender legs.

"You can keep her panties."

"W-wow, really? Thanks sir!" the boy gratefully accepted, staring at the drenched panties in his hands as though they were the greatest gift he had ever received.

Moving back to sit on the edge of the bed, Pantherlily pulled Lisanna onto his lap as she yelped in surprise, making her round ass press against his rock-hard penis. Resisting the urge to stick it in her and fuck her senseless in front of their audience, he instead forced her legs open and hooked them around his own, such that her pussy was in full view of the boy. Understanding what was being offered to him, the timid voyeur seated himself in a cross-legged position in front of the two.

"Come on, you can't do this in front of him, he's probably underage!" Lisanna still tried to convince the soldier, but to no avail.

"I can, and I will. Watch," though it was unclear who the latter part of his retort was directed to, as the boy watched enthralled as furred fingers spread the woman's lips apart to reveal the wet, pink flesh underneath. Her opening was a little more visible, peeling open as a hand pulled her asscheek to one side.

A finger was pushed roughly into her tight canal, causing a small trickle of liquid to spurt out of her.

"Look at that, pretty tight isn't she?" the boy nodded.

"Well, I've got to do something about that or she won't be able to take my penis later. One finger isn't going to be enough to really loosen her up," the captain pushed a second finger into her sopping cunt, now starting to stretch her out. The boy seemed torn between looking at her pristine pussy and her tightly-shut backdoor that seemed to twitch in response to the stimulation she was receiving. Lisanna bit the inside of her cheeks to keep from making any noise as his unnaturally large fingers found their way inside of her, past the bumps and ridges of her walls. If it were an average man's fingers, she was pretty sure her experimenting with toys would have prepared her for it – but no such luck seeing as her first time was with the large, muscular exceed.

Pulling out, he rubbed her clit with his now fluid-coated fingers as her opening twitched with need – then plunged back into her needy orifice. The silver-haired mage shut her eyes tightly and tried to imagine that it was someone else in Pantherlily's place – anyone would do, a familiar face was all she needed. One moment she imagined that she was being fingered by Earthland's Natsu, the next his face was replaced by that of Gray Surge. Before she could get a hold of her imagination, her mind conjured up an image of Max, then even the elderly Macao. Despite never having been interested in any of them, she couldn't deny that the looks she got from the male population of her guild got her hot and bothered, as was evident from the soft moans she was letting out.

Her melons heaved with every ragged breath she let out, rippling everytime she was finger-fucked particularly roughly. Her pretty lips were parted, letting out cute moans that spurred her lover on. Soft stomach tightly knotted, she tensed up in apprehension and confused gratification.

Her tight twat began to secrete more of her hormone-laced fluids that coated her walls and the fingers wedged between them. With the added lubrication, Pantherlily began to penetrate her in quick, deep thrusts that made her almost grateful for the turn of events that had put her in her current position. He noticed that her breath hitched every time his fingertips brushed against a particular spot in her, and experimented a little, altering the angle of his thrusts to find her sensitive spots. She seemed a little uncomfortable from having her packed walls stretched out forcefully, but couldn't help a little shriek when he poked a rough, soft patch of muscle in her. Catching her reaction, the swordsman paid more attention to it, curling his fingers within her to rub the area. Meanwhile, his thumb rubbed continuously against her clit, rolling it around to send continuous shocks of pleasure up her spine.

"N-no don't go there, just go back to what you were doing earlier," she tried to dissuade him, but he wasn't about to be fooled. His ministrations made viscous, translucent rivulets flow from her already wet quim, past her puckered anus and down her thighs. Pausing for a moment, he spread his fingers to widen her love canal and expose her slick, pink pussy walls to the quietly transfixed boy that she had almost forgotten all about. The mousy boy leaned forward and made to touch her exposed genitals, unable to resist the temptation – when the exceed's booming voice interrupted him.

"Hands off! She's mine, you understand?!" he snarled, trying his best to curb his mating instincts and possessiveness to avoid mauling the boy right then and there. The boy meekly nodded, scooting away from the naked takeover mage so he wouldn't be tempted to touch her again, but still be close enough to see her beautiful pussy get violated by the hulking soldier.

"Now, back to you," Pantherlily delivered a stinging slap to her clit, making her throw her head back and let out a drawn-out cry of pain and pleasure.

"HAAAAAaahhn, it hurtsss!" she jerked her hips upwards, sending some of her juices splashing. Paying her no heed, he slapped her sensitive pearl a few more times, making her squeal and try to wriggle out of his vice-like grip. Before she could process it, he aimed his fingers at her spasming vulva and slammed it down to the second knuckle into her. Curling his digits, he immediately pulled out and shoved them back in to collide with her G-spot. With that, he began to rapidly finger-fuck her cunt as her shrieks morphed into high-pitched cries of pleasure. Her head was thrown back as she wailed, letting him ravage her virgin hole with his unforgiving hands.

Her glistening lips folded into her canal every time he thrust in, and unfolded when he withdrew, hypnotizing their captivated audience. Hazy-minded from arousal and the need to mate, the exceed ignored the lady's pleas and cries as he toyed with her tight hole and stretched it in preparation for the main event. He punctuated his thrusts by occasionally withdrawing fully and slapping her dripping mound. Lisanna was in a world of her own, drowning in pleasure and sensations that she never would have expected to feel in her wildest dreams. Having been treated as one of the more innocent females in her guild, she couldn't deny that it was a little refreshing to be manhandled like a common slattern, albeit in a twisted way.

"Hnnnaahhh, p-please- my…my p-pussy, haaAHHHH," she tried to form coherent sentences but kept getting cut off by shocks of pleasure from his large appendages brutalizing her virgin cunt. Soon, she felt her pleasure start to peak and approach an edge she was familiar with. Her stomach tightened into knots as his rough treatment brought her closer to the edge.

"Yes YES I'm gonna cuuuuHHHMMMM!" the silver-haired mage cried out for the whole inn to hear as he tight vagina spasmed around her lover's fingers, expelling copious amounts of her cloudy, juices. She arched her back, pushing her chest out such that her perky tits stood proudly for the other two occupants of the room to see, and her legs were both suspended in the air, toes curled in pleasure. Her walls seemed to turn themselves inside out, twitching as they squirted her ejaculate all over the sheets, floor and their eager voyeur. The poor boy was completely flushed, his brain having seemingly short-circuited from the incredibly arousing sight that had just graced his eyes. He wanted nothing more than to bury his face into Lisanna's spasming quim and eat her out as she continued to cum with reckless abandon, but he didn't want to push his luck with the captain around. Running a hand down his face, he swiped her juices off his skin and gathered it in his wet palms. Taking a tentative lick, he decided to lick her juices clean off his fingers, finding the tangy taste more than agreeable.

Meanwhile, Pantherlily held still as Lisanna thrashed around and rolled her hips around to fuck herself on his fingers, riding out her high. Removing himself from her confines, he gave a few last, wet slaps to her swollen vulva that made it even more flushed. She didn't react, still reeling from her explosive orgasm as she remained locked in her position, back arched and tongue slightly rolling out of her mouth. The sound of his stinging slaps echoed around the room, making him impressed at her lack of reaction to the seemingly painful action.

The takeover mage had never looked as enticing as she did at that very moment – silver hair messy and matted to her forehead with sweat, while her nether regions, midriff and thighs were glistening with her juices that had sprayed all over the place during her release. Her mouth was still parted in an expression of pure bliss, while her groin flushed from the stimulation following her orgasm and the actions that led up to it.

"Hey kid, you want a last souvenir from her?" the exceed gestured at the panties that the boy tightly clutched between white knuckles as though they would disappear otherwise. Nodding, the boy handed the fabric over.

"Watch closely," Pantherlily bunched the lace panties in his hands and pushed them slowly into Lisanna's still-tight opening, forcing some of it into her. When he let go, the remaining fabric hung from her twat. He slowly bunched the rest of it up and pushed it into her wet slit as well, until only a little bit poked out of her stuffed cunt.

"Now pull it out," he instructed and the boy abided, sliding the panties little by little out of the youngest Strauss' canal. He marvelled at the slightly darker hue of the panties that were now completely drenched in her womanly nectar. Leaning in, he took a deep whiff and took in the scent of her heat. Feeling mischievous, he yanked the remaining length of fabric out of her snug cavern in one go. Still spent from her climax and slumped backwards in exhaustion, Lisanna merely let out a squeak of surprise as her pussy weakly spurted, expelling a few droplets along with the panties.

"Well that's it, show's over," Pantherlily rumbled, and the boy scrambled to his feet. Shuffling over to the door, he gave the naked form of the animal soul mage one last longing look before showing himself out.