Be Smart

You manage to, with some difficulty, rein in your lust for the time being. You look at the female, trying to think back to what the strange Elder had done with his females. You recall him giving them coverings and other such things.

The only thing you have in the cave is the cover that she brought with her. Picking it up you advance towards her, the sodden cloth held out in front of you. As you move towards her she cringes back against the wall, shouting at you as she tries to squeeze herself into the wall as closely as she can.

You stop, looming over her with your hand outstretched, the cloth looking tiny in your massive paw.

Out of the rain you can smell her much more clearly, the reek of fear comes off of her in waves, overwhelming the scent of her womanhood. You stand like that for sometime, wondering to yourself where you should go from here.