No one spoke as the foursome took their time packing up their belongings. Rathgar, Shakara and Sweets had woken up in a tumbled mess of sweat and cum next to the dwindling fire at the center of their camp. Sweets had awoken before all of them, concocting a breakfast of figs and apples roasted with warm oats. Rathgar wasn't happy at the absence of meat, but was too tired from making love to two ravenous women all night to argue. Plus, he knew the conversation would not sit well with Jupiter, and there was already enough tension this morning.
"So Mother and I are headed to Trans-Jasmina, presumably to meet with Princess Firestone," Rathgar finally broke the awkward silence, "but where are you too headed?"
Shakara stood up from her pack, which carried more dried fruits and oat bars from Sweets. She looked to Jupiter questioningly, who strolled over and wrapped her arm around the warrior woman's waist. "Hopefully, next time we meet we'll have an entire clan of Angels at our side." She gave Rathgar a slutry wink.
Rathgar looked narrowly at Jupiter, "you know what you're going to have to do to get them to help us." Jupiter just smiled.
Shakara frowned, knowing nothing of these "Angels" they were talking about. "What will we have to do?" she asked both Rathgar and Jupiter, who only looked at each other.
"It's better if you don't know," Rathgar answered with a sigh. "You'll be fine, don't worry!" he smiled at Shakara's disapproval.
"I trust you," Shakara loosened her stance, pressing her hips into Jupiter and wrapping her own arm around the wood nymph. "And after last night I trust you too." She said to Jupiter, leaning in and pressing her lips to her new traveling companion. Shakara still got chills up and down her entire body when she kissed Jupiter, feeling the electricity of the natural world and, after last night, tasting her own pussy juice on the fairy's breadth.
The two women both leaned into the kiss, their tongues wetly and loudly dancing as their hands began to roam all over each other. Sweets, up until now packing up the rest of her things, waved her hand towards the two sexy women, a blast of cold water appearing out of the air and splashing them. They both shrieked.
"There's time enough for that on your journey, get going." Sweets spoke flatly, gathering her things and striking off towards the eastern horizon.
Rathgar stepped up to the two women, first leaning in and planting a kiss on Jupiter's lips. "Take care of her," he told the wood nymph. Then he slipped a hand around and caressed Jupiter's round ass. "And take care of yourself, too," he told her with a slap to the ass cheek.
His farewell with Shakara took a longer time, the two embraced, kissed, and looked into each other's eyes. Both wanted another chance to enjoy each other's bodies, Shakara could feel Rathgar's mighty cock begin to swell as she pressed her body to his.
"I said get going!" Suddenly Sweets was upon them, roughly shoving them apart. She turned to leave once again, but spun back. "Wait, one thing..." Her hand snaked under Shakara's panties and two fingers darted into Shakara's pussy, who squealed at the surprise and almost fell at Sweets' fingers probing. For a second it looked like Shakara might even cum immediately, but Sweets removed her hand and brought her fingers to her mouth, licking them clean of the visible juices on them. "Mmmmmm, remind me to taste the real thing when we meet back up." She said and stuck her tongue out lewdly.
Then she was off once again, this time with Rathgar following behind, occasionally looking back.
"So who is this clan you were telling me about? The Angels?" Shakara turned to her companion. Both Jupiter and Shakara gathered their things up and started westward, Jupiter leading the way. As they walked, Shakara marveled at the phenomenon that Jupiter left no trail. An experienced tracker and hunter, Shakara knew what to look for, but as Jupiter glided the forest floor she broke no branches on the low growing bushes, nor disturb the dirt or any stones in her patch.
"The Angels are a warrior clan, among the best fighters in the Realm, they train their entire life for battle." Shakara's hand went to her sword hilt, she frowned at the fact that she did not know of this clan. She considered herself among the best fighters in the Realm, and thought she knew of anyone that might rival her. "They haven't ventured outside their hidden city in nigh a millennia, if you're wondering why you've not heard of them." Jupiter stopped and turned, her lustful gaze going up and down Shakara's tone, revealed flesh. "They should like you."
The two trod on, Jupiter again leading the way, with Shakara's attention now lost to her own thoughts. The day gave way to dusk and Jupiter led Shakara to a clearing under an old oak tree. "Hello old friend," Jupiter spoke quietly as she gave a squeeze to a large knot along its trunk. A breeze whispered through the branches and a large leaf floated down through the air to land on the ground next to Jupiter's feet.