
Voretober Day 2: Thrill
There was little that the graceful dark type loved more than the thrill of a chase through a dark night! Her eyes perfectly suited to follow each and every track left by her prey, her firm legs able to bound over obstacles with ease, and her ears able to hear the shifting of grass and the crunch of leave mistakenly plowed through.
So when the trail stopped, it was immediately obvious what had happened. Grinning, Liepard sauntered her way to the overturned log. Each step would be silent, that is… if she wanted them to be. But now… This was her favorite part~ She relished when her chosen prey made the decision to hide.
Each step was audible, her approach calculated to seem like a coincidence. Climbing up, she let herself settle down on the smooth wood. Her admittedly slightly pudgy middle pressed down, a deep rumble echoing forth through the night and into her prey’s ears. Slowly, her tail wound down, along with her front paws. Hanging loosely into view.
“Ahh, it’s good to go out for a bit of a hunt. But… I’m only growing hungrier by the second~ I wonder where you’re hiding~? Must be thrilling… hearing my stomach growl for you~ And you know, the louder it is… the closer you are to filling it~ It’s desperate to feel every little squirm you make. Until you finally give in and realize… you’re all mine~”
…Of course as Liepard leaned back and pressed a paw into her middle, the bliss of an excellent night settling into her, she idly reached a paw up to the badge pinned in her fur. Or rather, the small pouch she kept in the fur beneath it. The squirms within her were finally calming down. Ekans would probably be asking for the seed soon if she held off for much longer. Wouldn’t want to force him to break character and end the thrill for both of them too early~ She’d have to tease him with the pudge he gives her when he gets back, a few hours pinned beneath a purring kitty aught to get him wiggling all over again! Think of it as a punishment for choosing the same hiding place twice in a row~!
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This was a fun one~ And thinking about it, it’s the first time I’ve depicted Amphitere (Amph) in quite a long time! His sister Vena has been hogging all the spotlight~
There was little that the graceful dark type loved more than the thrill of a chase through a dark night! Her eyes perfectly suited to follow each and every track left by her prey, her firm legs able to bound over obstacles with ease, and her ears able to hear the shifting of grass and the crunch of leave mistakenly plowed through.
So when the trail stopped, it was immediately obvious what had happened. Grinning, Liepard sauntered her way to the overturned log. Each step would be silent, that is… if she wanted them to be. But now… This was her favorite part~ She relished when her chosen prey made the decision to hide.
Each step was audible, her approach calculated to seem like a coincidence. Climbing up, she let herself settle down on the smooth wood. Her admittedly slightly pudgy middle pressed down, a deep rumble echoing forth through the night and into her prey’s ears. Slowly, her tail wound down, along with her front paws. Hanging loosely into view.
“Ahh, it’s good to go out for a bit of a hunt. But… I’m only growing hungrier by the second~ I wonder where you’re hiding~? Must be thrilling… hearing my stomach growl for you~ And you know, the louder it is… the closer you are to filling it~ It’s desperate to feel every little squirm you make. Until you finally give in and realize… you’re all mine~”
…Of course as Liepard leaned back and pressed a paw into her middle, the bliss of an excellent night settling into her, she idly reached a paw up to the badge pinned in her fur. Or rather, the small pouch she kept in the fur beneath it. The squirms within her were finally calming down. Ekans would probably be asking for the seed soon if she held off for much longer. Wouldn’t want to force him to break character and end the thrill for both of them too early~ She’d have to tease him with the pudge he gives her when he gets back, a few hours pinned beneath a purring kitty aught to get him wiggling all over again! Think of it as a punishment for choosing the same hiding place twice in a row~!
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This was a fun one~ And thinking about it, it’s the first time I’ve depicted Amphitere (Amph) in quite a long time! His sister Vena has been hogging all the spotlight~
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