Sighting, Aaralon barked, "Alright, this forest is probably crawling with dangerous shit, we need to scout around and find traces of where Lywena or anybody else could've gone. Just look for clues, don't follow anything or anyone. Return here in 10 minutes,"
The fledging sorceresses nodded weakly, too stirred from their romp to feel up to arguing.
Charged with fresh sexual energy, Keira casted a basic night-vision spell and began to head through the underbrush; grumbling about pushy boys and their places.
Aaralon began to take off in the opposite direction Keira went in.
This left Deyna with the job of checking the bat caves. The thought made her sick, but she was actually concerned about her teacher and her classmates' safety, so she bore with it. It was a welcome change of thought to her feverish desire to ravish Keira.
The caves were especially dark at night, but nearly all of the bats seemed to have left to go hunting, so she was in luck. She paid careful attention not to ruin her good shoes by stepping in bat feces.
The cave came to an abrupt end and she hadn't found a single clue. Suddenly she heard something escape from the thin cracks in the cave wall. It was muffled and completely obscured, but it sounded human.
She found a very tight passage left side of the cave and fell on all fours. She feared for the worst as she braced herself to get her hands coated in bat shit.
The tunnel was surprisingly clean, but smelled thousands of times more worse than the caves outside. She was getting a little claustrophobic as she neared the halfway point of the tunnel. It was becoming so tight she was forced to abandon the top layer of her clothes just to slide through.
With an audible sigh, the tunnel became too tight for her to move any further.
It was a half truth though, and she assumed she could make it if she stripped down. But thankfully, Aaralon's words of "only look for clues" echoed in her thoughts. She could go further, the desire to explore was always there, but she knew she would feel extremely uncomfortable crawling in just her cotton bra and dirty panties.
Grunting in annoyance, she made her decision. |