Toofy let out a soft growl in the back of her throat as she woke up. Her eyes flicking open to glare at the man poised above her, staring down at her with deepest desire.
Daen growled back at her, deeper and firmer.
Toofy raised an eyebrow and gently placed her knee against his crotch. The other neko chuckled and moved aside. "She makes a good point."
She sat up and dusted the grass and leaves out of her hair and fur, "The Daen is getting infuriating. She will never let him give her kittens. She will cut off his dick the next time he takes liberties to approach her."
"He did not enter her."
"She will cut off his dick and feed it to his ass." She escalated her threat.
The tomcat chuckled at her, and then sighed and looked around the forest, "He misses the heat of his homeland. This wet and cold place is disgusting."
"Stop complaining." She replied, turning her nearby boots upside down before pulling them on. She pulled her hair back roughly, and crossed to where the human was sitting.
She flicked their captive in the forehead to wake him up, smiling and showing off her fangs, "Morning. Why did you try and hurt Toofy? Who paid you?"
The man jerked, wincing, "Monsters."
"I am... Running out of patience." Toofy snapped, "You were sent to kill the Castelle, but found me. Give me something. Or I will give you everlasting regret."
He spat in her face.
Toofy bristled and she shook her head.
They hadn't gone right to torture when she had caught him. She had sat in the man's lap, teasing him and offering him fun if he played along, but he hadn't been interested.
She stood up, pulling out a handkerchief and wiping at her face before dropping the cloth in disgust. "The Daen may hurt him, now. Toofy no longer cares to listen. Not one word."
She walked away, and sat down cross-legged beside the embers of a flame. Her tail twitching with every background scream as Daen enjoyed himself.
Toofy hated all of this.
She understood the necessity of it, but this was not play. She was deprived of her master, and her succugirl was on her way to die. Her handmaiden was lost beyond the edges of reality.
If this kept up for much longer than she would become a bitter cat.
Toofy began to cry, rubbing her cheeks on the backs of her hands. She felt so lost without Sai by her side. Completely alone without friend or kind hand.
Even Daen, who followed her out of misguided familial dedication, was only looking for a chance to make her have his kittens.
She was as alone, as she had been when she had been abandoned.
An unloved kitten, crying in the rain.
She howled at the realisation of her nightmares. Knowing death was poised at the throats of all she loved, all she cared for. Knowing it, and knowing that changing it was beyond her.
Her golden eyes squeezed themselves shut, and her palms pushed into her orbs, as she wept. Lost in the pain of it all.
She heard a rattle, and felt the gentle footsteps as a scorpion climbed across her knee. Trying to tempt her to chase it, hunt it.
Her stomach was as empty as her heart, and gave a half-hearted growl.
Toofy didn't stop crying to even look in the creature's direction. She was too far lost into her own self-pity to even want to try and eat. Her heart hurt too much, weighing on her.
The sky cracked with thunder, as the skies began to open up.
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Saia entered the secret chamber of the priestess with trepidation in her heart. The stink of cursed magic was almost enough to stop her breathing, but Toofy had said one book would be worse than all the others.
She tried not to choke as she deftly stepped around and through the various traps until she found the object.
Even among bookshelves stacked with documents that seemed to scream of possessed and darkened souls, Saia had no issues at all locating the one that Toofy had referred to.
All she needed to do, now, was find the one spell the catgirl had referred to.
As she reached for the book, a chain snapped out of the floor and around her wrist. Saia cried out in pain as it burned her with silver, as other chains rose up and grabbed at her other limbs, including her tail.
She fell, writhing and smoking, to the ground.
"Hmm. She sent you." Efina's voice came from the darkness, "Do you even know what it is that you were fetching? What it is that Twenty Four wanted you to steal?"
Saia turned her head weakly, glaring, "Fuck you."
Efina knelt down beside her, patting her gently on the head, and tracing her horns. "Were you stealing it for her? That doesn't seem her way, Elia."
"Saia." She spat, "She named me. She named me, Saia."
"Oh dear." Efina said sympathetically, "You truly believed that she loved you, didn't you? You weren't supposed to succeed, dear Saia. If you were, you would know about the traps. She knows the way passed them all."
The succubus growled and spat at her former priestess.
Efina sighed and patted her head sympathetically. "What was the plan, Saia? Blackmail me by threatening to take these materials before the emperor? He would kill you for being aware."
"Frame Yu for the theft." She growled, "Toofy, for reasons beyond my comprehension, doesn't want you dead."
"Oh." Efina breathed in, before smiling slyly, "Now, there's a clever cat. My own cautious nature would be terrified the drunk got himself infected. And my ambition would proudly condemn the bastard. I assume this would have simply been vengeance for you."
Saia sneered from where she lay, trapped.
Efina nodded slowly, "I will assist you. If, you keep those pretty claws away from my throat."
"What?" She said scornfully, disbelieving.
The woman shrugged, "Your mistress has correctly presumed that I would do just about anything to have Lord Yu dead, but cannot play a direct role in it. You provide me the excuse, I will arrange for his corpse."
