Mission: MEET THE COUNCIL Roleplay subtitle: What? Catrina and Feena Original Roleplay
Catrina and Feena were one of those magical pairings that just clicked from Feena's debut, where she ran into Catrina, all the way through the last- this very story. (Well, Feena and Riko are in the Finale, of course, and the handler did help me write one more piece- for the next mission's rollover.)
This one has an Elite 7 who is posed as an ally. The two arrive to the Crypt, setting up a rather lengthy Finale for it.
Catrina is, unsurprisingly, at her flirtiest here. No surprise given the company.
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(Co written with Feena the Magnificent!) Catrina stood at the gate to the Cemetery, looking about for signs of Feena. Feena dashed in behind her, feeling a little embarrassed to have lost so much time. The priestess softly panted, doubling over as she stopped behind Catrina. "Need... to... exercise... more..." Catrina spun around quickly, her hand going to her katana before realizing it was Feena. She smiled at her comment. "We can work out after we do this." "Yeah... well, I just ran here from a clearing... I got a couple naps in though..." She looked back over her shoulder, hoping to see her new lover, the chocolate furred bunny, Amras. Catrina looked off into the same direction. "What are you look...Oh! Where'd you pick HIM up, honey?" Amras blushed a bit as he finally arrived to be met by Catrina's hugs and nuzzles. The lioness held him a bit longer though- and took a scent of him. She backed away with a smile on her face. Feena stood up and grinned to him. "Told you she'd love ya, Amras." She turned to her feline battle buddy, then spoke, "Cat, this is the Bunny that kept an eye on me while you were in that heat that nearly kicked my ass. Amras, this is Catrina, my buddy and probably the best protector I've ever had." Catrina smirked. "That doesn't explain why your blood is on him, hon." Feena blushed, deeply crimson after Catrina's comment. "I.... I'll explain later..." "What's to explain? All I want to know is- is he the one?" She nodded, taking his hand in her own. "Yeah, he is. And he better not take off on me this time." Catrina growled at Amras- but smiled as well, giving him an uncertain feeling. "He better not run off- if he know what's good for him." She hugged Feena and kisses her. "Congratulations , hon... I'm jealous." Feena simply kissed and hugged back. "Don't be. You have Dash, and I was pretty envious too." Catrina smirked. "Not in this way- and I can't give Dash my real virginity." "Yeah... well, don't we have a skeletal dragon to swat now?" Feena seemed eager to change topics, brandishing her wand as she prepared to blast stuff. Amras was blushing heavily at being discussed like this. "Yes, perhaps it is best we go." Cattaras giggled and nuzzled Amras again- but muttered into his ears so Feena could not hear. "Screw her the wrong way, buddy and you'll find out the meaning of 'prey species'!" She looked about nervously, looking for the crypt she so direly hated being in. "Crypt's over there, right?" Amras answered, pointing off to the east- of course though the densest of the cemetery. "Yes- it is over there. I can feel the sha... the evil coming forth from it." "Oh, great... That IS the same place the bonerdagon was..." She brought her bare paw to her face and then nudge Catrina first. "Fighters first." "Thaaanks." Catrina giggled, then set off, drawing her twin katana even before she stepped another foot inside. Amras slipped in behind, keeping an eye on their flanks and rear- along with Feena's rear. The priestess just shook, not exactly content with her last trip here. Catrina was intent on searching for undead as they made their way inside, so she didn't pick up on Feena's distress. "Anything you can tell us about the place, hon? You say you've been here." "Yeah, watch your tail for undead sneak attacks. I got caught in a few smacks from behind with the undead in here, so Amras, keep our flank guarded. And conserve what you can of your supplies, I burned through way too many spells to heal myself last time." Catrina shook her head. "Shoulda gone with the sp- wait...what's that?" Feena nearly fell over Catrina as she stopped. "What's what?" Feena was quite literally behind Catrina at this point. Off in the distance was a party of Ghoul that seemed to be going well until one of them noticed the trio and attacked. "Aw... crud... These dorks... Ghuols..." Feena waved her wand as she pried herself away from Catrina's flank, firing off a few rounds of her hottest spells. Amras and Catrina charged forward into the ghouls and the party was soon crashed. The priestess smirked, forgetting how much more powerful she'd become. "Maybe I am a LOT stronger now." Catrina giggled. "You just didn't want to see your guy in hot water without you there with a sponge." She smirked again, then looked over to the crypt... What truly lay beneath? Feena stared at the crypt, feeling a little nervous. "So... Are we going now?" Amras was beside her, sliding his arm around her to support and buoy her morale.. “Hey, we've been doing pretty good so far. Can't get much worse, can it?" Catrina nodded. "What do you remember about the inside?” "Yeah, more like that, and Lihc's, lots of them.” “Licks? From them? EWW!” Feena facepawed, and then spelled it out for her. "They're like Liches, only spelled wrong. They're really nasty, and HURT like hell." Catrina paused at the doorway to the Crypt, a pained look coming across her face. “No, love. They hurt, but not like hell. Hell's hurts are not always painful.” She pushed her way inside with a growl. Feena stormed in as well, her wand bared as Catrina led the way. Amras looked around. For a moment he thought he saw something lurking outside the crypt, but decided he was mistaken and slipped in behind the others. "Looks like we're gonna be a little less than busy." Catrina giggled. "Maybe we should have gone worm hunting after all!"
Sadly, it marks the last roleplay of Feena in AIL thus far. (This having been written March 19, 2010, sometime later in AIL's lifespan.) Next up; Vixen and Dash, then Shamus wraps up roleplaying for us!
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