Spring Sunsets

Pinning the boar beneath her, using her strength to hold the squirming creature still. Azoula delivered the killing blow with flawless precision. She was a natural-born huntress after all- and her years serving the Sultan as such, had allowed her to hone her skills to perfection. She didn’t doubt her abilities- but the panicked stampede of boars racing around her, was worrisome. The grunting and squeals were so loud it was nearly deafening, sand kicking up in all directions as they fled into the dunes. One even bumped into her as it ran by- which earned a loud, feline roar from her bloody jaws.

And then, everything went silent. Laney was in her peripheral vision, gravitating towards her. Empty-handed. Azoula waited until the wild dog was close enough… and then she shifted. Rising from the dead boar, erupting from the ground without warning. Gliding through the air as she pounced onto Laney, pining the girl on her back. Reminding her, who was predator, and who was prey. Reaching down, she ran her lips across Laney’s neck. Savoring the pulsatory sensation of the artery in her neck against her whispers. Rubbing the blood from her face, into the girl’s fur.

Pulling her head back, she looked down at her. Loving the reflexive prey response of the girl, even if she knew Azoula wouldn’t hurt her. She lived for the high of the chase. “Oh, Laney,” She purred, tail flicking behind her. “You’re all bloody. Whatever will I do with you?” Leaning down again, she licked her a few times. Rugged, spiked tongue caressing her skin. “After we eat, I will finish cleaning you up.” There was a hint of mischief in her eyes, and a look of longing on her face. Oh, how she loved playing with the girl's emotions.

”Speech”