Fight or flight, and Evellyn chooses to fight!

“How dare this girl think she can sell her like some rabbit pelt or a sack of cabbages?! The nerve!” Evellyn thinks to herself. The razorsharp instincts of her knightly training kick in and the world almost seems to slow for a second, as she relinquishes her grasp on her privates and takes on a fighting stance, modesty be damned. It’s not like she’s had a lot of that going around lately anyway.

The half-elf has tucked her arrow into her bowhand, moving with her other hand to take the rope off her belt, and leaving herself ****. Evellyn isn’t going to bolt like a frightened rabbit, instead she suddenly surges forwards, and takes a running leap at the huntress! The aggression takes her by complete surprise, as Evellyn bodyslams her. The bow and arrow go flying, as the two women tumble across the glade, rolling over each other until the come to a halt with Evellyn on top.

The huntress struggles furiously to get her off, but Evellyn is way stronger and more muscular, and quickly starts wrestling her opponent into submission, eventually yanking the huntress’ shirt up over her head to deprive her of sight (and exposing her bra as a bonus), and then mercilessly pummeling her until her resistance wavered, then ceased, and Evellyn uses the lull to reach for the ropes to start tying the half-elf’s hands. Prospective observers might’ve paid good money to see this whole scene, watching Evellyns tits and ass bob up and down wriggling on top of her foe.

Soon enough, with the huntress down for the count, Evellyn has her stripped bare and taken her clothes for herself. It’s barely better than rags compared to her normal outfits, but currently she’s just happy not to be naked.