"Why did you ask about Aimil's scars?"

The question slips out before you even know what you just asked. Morgan raises an eyebrow. "She is a werewolf, they heal from all but the most fatal wounds rapidly and never leave scars. But she has two."

You open you mouth to ask, something. you don't know what you should ask, or even if you should know this without it having been Aimil that told you.

"Now you have some videos to get." Morgan's dissipates and reforms at the door as it opens. "Oh and its almost dinner time. I'll give you this one for free, normally houses provide their own food but you can go to the great hall for a more, communal meal, the only meal I'm giving you is between my legs." She winks as you and as you blush walking outside she puts a hand on your chest to stop you. "Remember, don't get involved in Aimil's duel, the only collar you are wearing in mine." She grins and you feel a faint tickle around your neck.

She dissipates once more leaving you alone. You are left conflicted about how to feel about that. Until recently all the sex you'd had had been either submissive or largely as equals, but after the last time with Aimil, being in control felt good.

You hurry out the door before you have to think about your untested sexual preferences any further. As the door closes you remember that you still have no idea where you are and how to get anywhere. "This has to be on purpose." You mutter to your self walking to the right because it hadn't failed you yet.

As you walk you keep an eye out for the black and white wolf. It did help you last time after all. Looking at the paints you however reveals nothing special. They still look both washed out and generally not maintained, though there might be some more colours present.

Your walk is totally uninterrupted leaving you worried you might be going in the wrong direction. When you reach the first intersection you just think fuck it and turn left. If no one is going to give you a map you may as well explore a little.

The further you walk the more colours the paints have and the less unkempt they appear. The grotesques have lost their wolfish appearance and look more like gargoyles. Which is not helpful. The first door you encounter you open and find a dusty room with tables and chairs stacked in it.

Feeling you stomach grumble you regret asking Morgan about Aimil's scars and not for a map. You close the door and look around.

As you do you hear the faint sound of chatting. After a moments pause you head in the direction you think it is coming from. It takes more than one turn before the sound turns into something more than a faint sound. It is definitely talking. you keep walking as the sounds get clearer and almost run into the group talking.

It's a group of four girls around your age and you quickly check out their badges. It's a bird so you assume they are Phoenix, you haven't actually met any Phoenix before.

"Hey you're the guy that the Pegasus girl beat up." One of the group says. It is followed by some laughter and you feel embarrassed.

"Don't be a dick." Another says and offers a hand that you take. She's about your height with strawberry blonde hair and warm kinda round face. "Hi I'm Sarah, that is Emily." The one who first spoke waves. She is taller than you grinning happily. "She talks a lot." They all laugh and Emily roles her eyes. "That is Alex," This one a lot shorter than you and the shortest of the group, she has very delicate features and smiles shyly, peaking out from under her messy brown hair. "He's kinda shy."

You about about to ask He when you stop yourself, for a He he is very feminine.

"And I am Camile." The fourth one says looking you up and down. "You're cute, want to come eat with us?"

"Camile." Sarah groans before going on to mutter to her.

"Ahh." You aren't sure how to answer that. Being asked to eat with a group of girl is new to you "Yes." You settle on.

"Cool we're going to the great hall." Camile says walking past Sarah as taking your arm in hers. "So we won't be able to sneak off for a quick fuck." Her free hand reaches down and squeezes your ass. "Unless you want some under the table stuff."

"Ahh." you say again. You are starting to think that magic just turns people into nymphos because this is just ridiculous.

Before you can say anything Emily grabs Camile's other arm "Come on lets get some food." Camile starts to walk with Emily and Alex quickly takes up her free side. Camile promptly forgets about you and starts to grope Emily and Alex.

"I'm really sorry about her." Sarah says. "We just finished Charms class and Camile ... She's a nice person and never like that but if you don't want to come with us I get it." She's smiling a little embarrassed about what just happened but isn't otherwise concerned. You figure if you turn her down she won't care all that much.