The Sentinels Take me out, and take me home,

Everything seemed like it was dialed up to eleven. The smells were sweeter, thicker, there was a haze around the edges of her vision, and her entire body was so warm. And Ibis was... well, she was suddenly very beautiful and alluring and Lenny, very suddenly, wanted to do whatever she wanted to do. Forever.

Until the spell was broken and another familiar face showed up. Fionn approached them, pretty and striking as he had been before, still smelling of those herbs. A smile crept across her face, but was quick to vanish when Ibis suddenly turned all of her attention to the boy. 

Hey. Lenny wanted that attention.

"Yeah, uh, he was a sparring buddy a little while ago," she told Ibis and offered Fionn a wag of her own tail. "Hi, Fionn. Nice to see you again." Maybe a little too nice, if her body had anything to say about it.

Still, this was a game. It was more fun that way.

Lenny moved to rest her chin on the nape of Ibis' neck when she came back over and leaned in, moonstone eyes flickering over to Fionn in a sort of challenge. Come play with us.