Isiri were not very maternal creatures, not holding as much care for family and blood relations as the humans apparently did, but these had belonged to her mother, a great warrior of her time and someone who had through action, not blood, won Lysera’s respect. Though at least we got prisoners, is there not a victory worth mentioning in there?”
Lysera snorted but relaxed her aggressive posture some, there was no sense in directing her rage at a valued warrior like Tryi, “You speak the truth there, Lesser. Indian Sex S-show mercy on us! She will be a fun toy. It was one thing, Lysera knew, to be told how strong your foe was, but Isiri rarely had to employ their full strength against humans and this display was without a doubt the first this inexperienced recruit had seen. She looked around as another Isiri’s growl echoed through her mind, her attention turning on a fresh-faced and youthful Lesser, a Fifth she thought, smaller than the others and barely into her warriorhood, thick braids barely passing her ears, her teeth bared and her smaller cock hard, her eyes fixed on the action on the ground before them.
