OOC: Navigating - The Orchard
She had left the glowing mushrooms of the cavern she had been staying in, ash gray paws taking long strides to keep her moving at a relatively quick walk. Jumanji felt her docked tail bob with every step, holding it out behind her as if she were keeping it parallel with the ground. Marching on this way had her hips swaying, but there was a look on her face that said she would fight anyone who tried her up this season. She wasn't the greatest of fighters, but her skills had saved her life on more than one occasion. Making her way toward the east, Jumanji walked through an area that was absolutely buzzing with life. Taking her time now, she looked around, her eyes seeming to flash in the sun. Instantly, they landed on the low branches of a nearby tree and she hopped up to rest in the shade. Bees and butterflies buzzed, katydids made their racket, and birds sang as she lay on her branch. There was a pungent scent of fruit and flowers that hung in the air and made her feel more at ease. For her, there would be no full relaxing, but her nap had been interrupted. Perhaps, she would try again here.

"Jumanji." "You." Think.

YOUNG AND A MENACE

The heady aroma of flowers and fruit promised fat and lazy prey. Rabbits full to the brim with berries. The titan slunk through the undergrowth. Slowly, the scents seemed to grow to overwhelming proportions. Apparently, this was the one day that nothing was in the area for them to eat. A low growl was dragged from their chest, rumbling forth for one long note. "Oh, fuck off." The godling snarled, fangs flashing in the dappled sunlight.

A new scent caught them by the balls. A bitch in heat. Blood thrummed in their veins, and the beast surged forth. Now this was something they could work with. Appearing in a clearing that seemed to be full of earthly delights, they sought the source of that intoxicating stench. Nostrils flaring, they worked the air through their lungs. Broad paws would pivot in a small circle, until mismatched gaze would fall upon the pallid form of a dame. Charming grin would find itself plastered upon their chiselled features. "Afternoon, dear." They crooned, taking a few steps forth. She was lounging on a low branch, and bordered on feline in posture.

The godling might very well have been in love. This woman looked like she might tear their throat from their body, and dance in their innards. For once, a mortal may have just captured them. For now, at least. "This place could be Eden. Are you enjoying the view?"

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I THINK THAT GOD IS GONNA HAVE TO KILL ME TWICE

It was difficult to miss the appearence of yet another stranger, and with it Jumanji slowly inhaled and let her breath out on a long, drawn out sigh. Apprently, today was just not her day. Her head tilted back and her pale eyes closed as she shook her head at the heavens, having just witnessed the change in body posture that meant the wolf had her scent. Why do we need a summer? Is spring not hot enough? We can't just jump straight into autumn and not worry about this stupid season? She kept her thoughts to herself as she turned her head to watch what could only be a male be drawn in like a bull by his nose. He tracked her within a few paces, then turned his body and head to greet her. One ash rimmed, alabaster ear slipped back on her head and she regarded him with a droll stare.

"Afternoon, dear." The male started, "This place could be Eden. Are you enjoying the view?" Flicking her stubbed tail, Jumanji simply stared at him like she wanted to eat his head. She had seen female praying mantis bugs do the same, and wondered if she could manage such a feat. He was much larger than she was, but he looked fast as well, and she was unsure of how badly she wanted to hurt herself. "Just a moment ago I was, but something interrupted my view of that hive, right behind you..." Her pink nose motioned to the orange tree behind him, where a rather large nest of bees hung from a low-lying branch. She cracked a smile then, but it didn't quite reach her eyes as she stood and jumped down from her branch. Walking slowly away from the male after putting the branch she was sitting on between them, she didn't like that all those bees had been so close to her and wanted to be away from the hive.

"Jumanji." "You." Think.

YOUNG AND A MENACE

She was far from thrilled, even after such a charming display of chivalry. The rest of the clan would have dragged her from her perch and fucked her right then and there. Wasn't that something? A point in their favour? No, of course not. This dame had no clue who the Abraxas were, doubtless. Brow would quirk as she directed their attention to the hive behind them. Crown would swing about, and focus their gaze upon the decidedly large nest. Great. Attention would fall once more upon the dame, only she wasn't there. A delicate, bobbed tail was twitching irritably in their field of view in her place.

Slumping heavily onto their haunches, the deity snorted. This female was amusing. "Am I so hideous that you must flee my presence?" They questioned in good humour, a taunting grin stretching across their maw. Would she turn and talk? Or would the godling be forced to play the cat to her mouse? Either option was enticing.

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I THINK THAT GOD IS GONNA HAVE TO KILL ME TWICE

Padding away with the soft, thick grasses whispering against her gray paws, Jumanji walked with a sassy sway to her hips. She didn't even look back to see if the man had caught on to her game or not. Either way, she wasn't sticking around to be stung. So far she had saved herself from that particular scene, and while the urge to copulate was there, she had plenty of practice ignoring it. Padding through the grasses and closely packed fruit trees, Jumanji hoped to lose sight of bees and the male, and perhaps he would lose sight of her. But it was not to be, and Jumanji felt her shoulders sag just a little as the male's voice rang out after her. "Am I so hideous that you must flee my presence?"

One silver lined ear twitched back as she caught the wolf's words, a derisive snort escaped her before she could stop it and she paused for a moment. Rolling her pink eyes, she continued walking, tossing a rather nasty comment over her shoulder, even though it held only a few words. "I didn't say it, you did, but yes." Quickly, she flicked her tail left then back to it's usual parallel position, he would have to stop her. To say she wasn't thrilled by this little game of hers would be a lie, and there was a small part of her that was certain he would give chase.

"Jumanji." "You." Think.