Thundering Castle stirred in her sleep, a low groan rumbling in her throat. It was a mixture of contentment at her surroundings and protest that she was slowly regaining consciousness, as the inn bed was the first she had felt beneath her in many moons after days on the road.
The dark-skinned Roegadyn woman wrenched her eyes shut and slowly opened them to look at the walls of her room at the Ul'dah establishment she bedded herself. It was already a warm, bright day as she felt the radiant heat of the sun firing in through her windows warm her skin. Mercifully, she had a simple, loose camisole on to keep her comfortable during the night.
Cassie stretched in the bed, her shoulders rolling back as blood flowed through her body and her senses began to clear the fog of sleep. Comfort washed over her frame...but something else came to her...some feeling within her breast...
She looked down at her generous cleavage just in time to see a small baby nutkin's head pop out between her breasts, its large ears unfurling like the sails of a ship. Its tiny black eyes locked with hers, its small nose wiggling rapidly as it sniffed in her direction.
Cassie's eyes crossed, went wide with absolute shock and her mouth slowly opened in to a rounded shape of surprise and horror. Finally, her voice came as a shrill scream issued from her. Her limbs flailed and her body writhed as she panicked, her hands clawing at her chest while her legs kicked in the air to aid her in getting out of the bed as swiftly as possible. After several moments of fruitless flailing, she leapt to her feet, her hands furiously clawing at her bosom to free itself of the obviously dangerous nutkin.
Cassie's voice continued to wail in terror, her knees lifting in the air as she hop-ran around the room. In her panic, she tore the camisole off of her body, freeing her breasts and the trapped creature between them. She pawed at her breastbone, wiping the imaginary ichor the beast left on her chest. The nutkin had long since thudded on the floor and darted away in to a hole between the floorboards as the giant madwoman had her tantrum.
She stood in the middle of her room, chest heaving as she breathed through the adrenaline and calmed her beating heart. Cassie's frightened eyes scanned the room for further danger, and they fell to the now tattered camisole laying defeated on the floor. The one comfortable piece of clothing she had brought with her from Ishgard. Ripped apart by her desperation to free the nutkin from its unintentional trap.
Living alone in Eorzea was going to be difficult.
The dark-skinned Roegadyn woman wrenched her eyes shut and slowly opened them to look at the walls of her room at the Ul'dah establishment she bedded herself. It was already a warm, bright day as she felt the radiant heat of the sun firing in through her windows warm her skin. Mercifully, she had a simple, loose camisole on to keep her comfortable during the night.
Cassie stretched in the bed, her shoulders rolling back as blood flowed through her body and her senses began to clear the fog of sleep. Comfort washed over her frame...but something else came to her...some feeling within her breast...
She looked down at her generous cleavage just in time to see a small baby nutkin's head pop out between her breasts, its large ears unfurling like the sails of a ship. Its tiny black eyes locked with hers, its small nose wiggling rapidly as it sniffed in her direction.
Cassie's eyes crossed, went wide with absolute shock and her mouth slowly opened in to a rounded shape of surprise and horror. Finally, her voice came as a shrill scream issued from her. Her limbs flailed and her body writhed as she panicked, her hands clawing at her chest while her legs kicked in the air to aid her in getting out of the bed as swiftly as possible. After several moments of fruitless flailing, she leapt to her feet, her hands furiously clawing at her bosom to free itself of the obviously dangerous nutkin.
Cassie's voice continued to wail in terror, her knees lifting in the air as she hop-ran around the room. In her panic, she tore the camisole off of her body, freeing her breasts and the trapped creature between them. She pawed at her breastbone, wiping the imaginary ichor the beast left on her chest. The nutkin had long since thudded on the floor and darted away in to a hole between the floorboards as the giant madwoman had her tantrum.
She stood in the middle of her room, chest heaving as she breathed through the adrenaline and calmed her beating heart. Cassie's frightened eyes scanned the room for further danger, and they fell to the now tattered camisole laying defeated on the floor. The one comfortable piece of clothing she had brought with her from Ishgard. Ripped apart by her desperation to free the nutkin from its unintentional trap.
Living alone in Eorzea was going to be difficult.
