They go after the werewolf

Warm light bathed the bed as the sun began its slow but steady rise. Venus woke peacefully enough, feeling completely refreshed after the exhausting night before. Glancing downward, she quietly watched Dakur and Boma resting upon her and looking rather content themselves. The Shadow Hunter wasn't in any hurry to get up, and so she ran her hands appreciatively across their hard little bodies and relaxed. Sometime later, her two companions were roused from their slumber, though her soft hands had inadvertently brought another part of their bodies to life as well.

An eager smile graced Venus' lips, and her hands gently took hold of their firm green cocks. She began to stroke both of them at the same time, light coos escaping her lips as she enjoyed the sight of the goblins writhing beneath her skilled touch. Their eyes were upon her and full of devotion, which only succeeded in making her want them even more. The night before had been something else, something new. Rather than sweaty, passionate, mating, they had made love.

Still, as much as her heart begged for her to let them take her again, she knew that there were other, more important, things to take care of. The huntress helped them reach their peaks, happy to clean them up and sample their tangy seed once more. Giving them time to recover, Venus slipped from the bed and found her things waiting for her on the table, Taka most likely having brought them during the night.

Gathering it all up, she dressed once again in her armor and belted her sword to her hip. A grin played at her hips as she admired herself, glad that the armor still fit after her time with the tribe. Then again, much of the Shadow Hunter's time had been spent doing rather.. strenuous 'activities'. A pang of regret hit her as she realized she would be leaving, and she found that she did not entirely wish to go. Venus would miss the martuks far too much, but she promised herself that she would return after she had gotten her ****.

Before long, her goblin lovers had gotten dressed as well and carried their weapons. Dakur held a primitive-looking, but still quite deadly, spear in his hands while Boma strapped a quiver of arrows to his back and began to string his bow. They were skilled warriors, as well, and she was happy to have them along to help her. Of course, the mind blowing sex was just a bonus.

Leaving the village was a bittersweet moment as Venus and her companions said their goodbyes, not knowing for sure if they would ever see the Firebrand Tribe again. They made their departure as swift as possible to ease the pain, heading off in search of the werewolf Rondo. Luckily, Taka had given her a map of the area and a general idea of where he made his lair, but it was still a ways away.

The hours passed and the huntress and her goblin mates made idle conversation. She told them of her time before she had become a member of the tribe, her training as one of the Shadow Hunters. And they told her of their life among the tribe and how things had reached the sorry state they had. Still, they were quick to thank her for helping them to make their tribe strong once more, seeming to focus a great deal upon her noble choice to breed with the martuk over and over and over again.

The warmth from her blushing cheeks helped against the creeping cold that had slowly begun to settle in. Venus noticed that the sun was beginning to set and they weren't yet to their destination. It seemed like it would be wise to camp, but she had lost several months already living amongst the goblins and she worried of what might happen if she waited even longer. Of course, the idea of setting down for the night also held some appeal, her mind drifting the previously unfulfilled desires with her companions, her body aching for their attention.