“Mannnn, so much for the scourge of the countryside, huh~?” A whimpering groan seeming to spend the end of a battle which Nikki Marcello had never intended to find herself in, with her rump pressed into a denim which felt tight enough that it was clinging to her bones more than her flesh and a bust which threatened to explode from both the over and the under it appeared that she had hardly been prepared for confrontation, though she had to admit that the same could have been said for the fools she found herself up against for that matter.
“Even my grandma could've kicked their asses huh…?” The difference seeming to be clear as she pulled her mitt clear of the hole where his heart had once been and this even when they were met with an ambush as well, circling troops and an array of clubs and blades had seemed not to be enough to make good on the ambitions that a gang of bandits had upon a certain brunette and her witty blonde companion as they explored the woods in search of some fun for the summer, and certainly seemed to have found it one way or another.
“Wonder if there's any left…?” Their enemies either dead or rushing toward a the couch of a therapist as they found that the far from innocent duo were the hunters rather than the hunted, the dark dish licked some of the glossy redness which oozed off her fingers before looking about herself for her fair haired fellow femme, though given the opposition they had been up against did not worry too much about her really. I mean, either of them could have bested these chumps alone, and with both arms tied behind their back, right?
“Whoooaaaa!!!!” For that reason the battling brunette seeming to drift toward the aid of a stream in order to clean herself up a bit and discovering something of rather significant notice as she did so, with her scarlet stain drifting off down the water the woman straightened to find walls of timber and a thatched roof atop them loitering into her view, and was quick to call out to her fellow femme because of that.
“Oh shit babe, you gotta check this out~!” Hooking her thumbs into her belt loops once she had done so and marching upon the structure which had seized her interest, the fox had no idea whether the cabin they had found belonged to the jokes they had just bested or someone else, but either way it seemed a fine shelter for the evening regardless. I mean, a bed would be nice, and breakfast a bonus right…?