Elise lifted an eyebrow, and without looking at Fifi she reached down and grasped the ankle of the offending foot with her strong right hand. As much as she wanted to rip Fifi’s hair out and tell her that Astredian was hers, Elise was acting with calculated control, refusing to let those primal urges consume her. This was as far as she would go, and even then the observer in the back of her mind worried that this was just a touch too far.
There was a yelp, from the paladin’s left, and Astredian unfroze, pushing violently back from the table as if he’d been the one who got caught doing something wrong. Elise snorted a little...but instead of saying anything, she started running her rough fingers of her left hand ever so delicately across the struggling bottom of the foot she now held in he
