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Weiss interrupts the tribeswoman's rambling to ask "Excuse me, what is your name?"

"Vernal" she answers.

"Okay, Vernal, you still did not explain to me why I have been kept alive."

"I was trying to make conversation. It's been pretty boring keeping watch over you. I guess I went off track. We are going to sell you to the White Fang."

"What?!" Weiss exclaims.

"You heard right. They put a huge bounty on your head," Vernal says.

She turns around to Weiss, grinning at her as they imagine all the dust the White Fang had to offer. Her smug smile makes Weiss hot under the gills. Vernal sends Weiss' blood racing even in the shivering cold of the night.

"But until they arrive, we might as well get to know each other," Vernal says while sliding her hand down the cage bars.

Vernal is giving Weiss all the right signals to arouse her. Her smile, her deep voice, her body language as she leans over peering down at Weiss.

This captive scenario reminds Weiss of a porno they watched long ago. Weiss' trouser snake began to raise its head, tugging against her panties. It quickly became unbearable to sit still with her erection. Her serpent raged, thrashing about with uncanny strength. The little devil hungered for flesh! Weiss had always feared a scenario where someone would notice her getting an erection. There was nothing she could do to stop it!

"Now that I answered your questions, you answer mine. What is life like in At... las?" Vernal's words peter off near the end of her sentence.

Weiss' long sword poked up visibly through her dress. Vernal's innocent eyes open wide in shock. Her smug smile drops as her jaw is left hanging with astonishment. Weiss attempts to adjust her sitting position to hide her erection. She is mortified with embarrassment, wishing the White Fang would just execute her now.

"Are you a futanari?!" Vernal asks.

"Yes..." Weiss answers reluctantly.

"By the gods..." Vernal replies baffled. "What was I saying? What was I gonna say again?" Vernal thinks aloud. She fights to recall her train of thought. Venal begins muttering to herself, visibly flustered.

Vernal looks down at Weiss' crotch out of curiosity. Weiss' erection flicks up her dress again and again. They gasp when Weiss briefly makes eye contact with her, turning away from the cage red-faced.

"I cannot believe it's still pointing at me. What was I gonna say?!" Vernal mutters to herself.

Weiss finds herself bemused likewise- she thought Vernal's taunting was leading to something. Vernal's natural beauty must have tricked Weiss' mind into seeing hints that weren't there. Stranger still, Vernal did not seem to be repulsed by her "anatomy". Just surprised... curious even. Why did her eyes linger for so long if not?

Weiss knew that Mistrali women (especially in rural communities) were historically more open to romance with futanari. Vernal was not exactly a Mistrali citizen, but she did fit the bill as a non-urbanite living on lands claimed by the kingdom of Mistral. Was the Branwen tribe a reflection of the land's inhabitants before industrialisation? Or were they a culture to be judged upon their own metrics?

More importantly, did Weiss' excitement arouse Vernal? Was she curious enough to explore her body further?

Weiss pondered if she could use this moment to her advantage... Maybe she could persuade Vernal to have a change of heart on selling her to the White Fang. If she plays her cards right that is...