Ride the rest of the way.

The teal-winged bird carves swiftly ahead through the morning breeze, either with apathy towards its screaming passenger, or malevolence. With how they were acting before, however, it does seem the emus love Eva, though they have an odd way of showing it. The poor bunnyfolk grips the reins for dear life, though not because she fears flying off. It's more due to her precarious position of being a mere second away from quite the wardrobe malfunction. Her own stockings are being used to form the bare minimum of a tube top, and with each bounce, they threaten to escape captivity. It's a miracle of magic that they haven't yet done so given their size.

As she rides ahead, she yells out in panic, "S-Slow down a little bit, please! I can't use my hands to--" In desperation, she attempts to conceal herself, though only to the point of her right arm briefly withdrawing before it's yet again required to steady her mount, and to keep from falling.

Amara holds onto her from behind--hands tight around her midriff. "But you were the one who insisted on remaining in the front!"

You squeeze the reins of your mount. Its crimson feathers shine bright as the warm sunrise blankets you from behind. The road is bathed in an orange hue. Around your midsection--quite firmly of course--are the arms of Niki. Perhaps due to her companion's punishment already being similar, or because you're reach the city today, she's opted not to ride topless this time around, though the breastplate against your back doesn't bother you much garbed in your own armour, and a warm, comfortable cloak.

Coming up adjacent is Snow upon her shadowy bird, with Xiaoqing as her passenger.

It seems that those two have gotten the hang of riding these beasts already. Xiaoqing has the map out, and she's reading it as they run. "We're making great time," she says. "Not that I have a watch, but I imagine we'll get there by eleven at this rate."

"A watch?" Snow asks.

"Thing on your wrist that tells you the exact time."

"I've seen magic items that do something similar."

With quick-footing, your bird leaps over a divot in the path, and then catches up to both Eva and Amara. You look over to see that the bunnyfolk is really struggling. It isn't the smoothest ride, and at the best of times, her tits barely stay in what she chooses to wear, though with only socks to cover them, they're already slipping. You can see the hint of her pink nipples from above the soft fabric of garments not at all designed to withstand such mass. Bounce, bounce. Then as they continue, one of her breasts slips out completely. She doesn't notice at first, though she certainly does when Amara's dainty fingers tickle around to readjust them without first speaking.

Eva gasps and giggles. "W-Woah! What are you--Oh. Ooh, w-wait! You're pulling--!"

Sadly Amara isn't a master of legerdemain. She does in fact accidentally pop them free, as the knot which was barely holding comes loose. Two thigh-highs tied together whip off into the air, though at impressive speed, you stand and stretch far to the right of your saddle and snatch it before it can be left in the dust. Whether you would have fallen or not, Niki grabs hold if you to keep you steady.

After sitting back down, you pull up right next to their emu and show them the clothing. "Lose something?" you ask coyly.

Eva, flushed red, nods as she holds her bare tits within her arms. Meanwhile, Amara's arms are stretched past her, grasping the reins in a **** attempt to keep the mount moving straight along the road.

"H-Hurry," the elf mutters.

"Yeah!" Eva shouts. "Hand it over!"

You look her up and down. With a smirk, you dangle them barely out of her reach. "These?"

She puffs her cheeks. Then like a swatting animal, she bounces up and grabs them from your hand--**** to bare her chest in full--before sitting back down upon the saddle.

"Uhm. If you hold the reins, Eva, I will tie these socks more firmly than before," Amara says.

"Y-Yes please," the bunnyfolk mutters in response.

Xiaoqing peaks from behind Snow to the group ahead. "Why is she still doing it if it's causing her so much distress?"

Eva's ears twitch. She holds her head up high as the elf binds her bust. "Because of integrity!"

"I think she means her pride," Niki jests.

"Or it's because moments like these excite her like none other," you add.