Recent content by Torie

Torie waited in the shadows at the edge of the clearing, ready to spring forth and attack on Aerdeth's signal. Well, spring forth might be a bit optimistic. The tigress was very fond of the forest, but always seem to gravitate towards the creature comforts of the cities - and the abundant food...

"Oh, please don't call me mistress. You make me sound like a baron's bit-on-the-side. How about we go out as friends, and I'll pay you for any services. Like a good friend would!" Torie gave Ipatiy a sideways look, her small ears wiggling excitedly. She turned back to Percy with beaming, toothy...

"Aw, thank you!" Torie said to Ipatiy, bright eyes beaming. "It's been a while since I had it properly groomed. I'm glad I don't look too revolting yet. "You're giving me bad ideas," Torie said to Ipatiy, then looked Percy up and down. "I'm sure you would taste delicious! Rabbit is a lean meat...

Torie followed the rabbit fellow with her bright orange eyes as he circled around her, at least as far as her fatty neck rolls and puffy cheeks would allow anyway. When he disappeared from sight behind her she was worried, but then realised there was nothing back there to steal, unless he...

Torie didn't usually frequent marketplaces. Her enormous appetite usually required a more wholesale vendor, like a butcher or a slaughterhouse, and her enormous belly usually didn't fit down the narrow rows of stalls or crowds of people. But today was an exception. There was something here that...

"Ah! Good idea," Torie said in reply to Sinuhe. She waddled around the wall rather than hopping over it, flopping down into the grass only a few feet away from Sinuhe and Azrana, her white belly spreading out over the ground between her legs. Immediately Cloette, the youngest of the children...

The inn was barely an inn. More like a sagging thatched farmer’s hut that the locals gathered inside to socialise each evening. It was here that Torie had spent the last several days. About a week ago she had arrived, used her druidic powers to ban rats from the town, suppress the growth of...

"Something's... off. About everything here," Torie said, eyes still closed, sitting like a sphinx. "Even the insects are enchanted... or... different..." She noticed them gathering around Sir, too, and his darkness mingled with theirs. "They seem to be attracted to Sir. I don't know about Gil...

"No. I was born human. But shifting back would take a while. And I'm not sure it would help... sorry," she said, then added sheepishly, "Plus, I don't have any clothes." So she looked on with thanks as Gil volunteered, and Sir after him, then shifted aside to give them access to the tunnels...

Torie stretched, testing her healed body. "Thank you," she said to Gil, beaming a toothy smile at him. "No, don't," Torie said, the roly-poly cat struggling to find her feet. Finally she hauled her heavy body off the ground and waddled over, still a little reluctant to move from remembered...

"Go ahead," Torie said. She could heal herself, but such a thing took concentration, and it was hard to concentrate when it felt like you'd broken half your ribs. "I'm not sure what it is... I can breathe alright. But there's a stabbing pain... ugh. Just behind my shoulders." She tried to move...

Torie's emergence into consciousness was slow, and her heavy body ached to its very bones from the impact of her fall. A low rumble escaped from her throat and she forced her eyes open. Orange fire flickered of slick stone walls, and she turned her head to see Calaine standing there, illuminated...

Torie woke up in her human body. "Oh," was the first words to her incorporeal mouth. This had to be an illusion. She'd been in tiger form for a few years now. She was in the north, in the ice and snow - the home of her clan. Fur tents faced each other in a tight circle. Dogs, children and...

“Sir, stop!” was all Torie managed before the armored figure disappeared. The creature writhed and shrieked in response, shadows dancing across the forest like black fire. Torie darted forth to help – to pull him out or attack by his side, she did not know – but the shadows gripped her very...

"Because we have mammary glands. Things that make milk," Torie replied, perhaps a little curt. She really couldn't believe Zarra didn't know this stuff. Torie looked him up and down. "Are you talking to us or the cows, farmer Finn?" she said, and smirked. "I was just explaining to Zarra what...