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Laney <3



Azoula

The Syndicate
Effendi- Köle

Master Hunter (270)

Master Navigator (240)

An icon representing the specialty Fleet-footed Fleet-footed

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
617
size
Large species
build
Light
posts
88
player
Aislyn
01-02-2024, 10:28 PM
How the hell she ended up here with her dear, sweet Laney, Azoula did not know. Somewhere during a hunt, their quarry had led them to the base of a massive mountain, only to descend into a cave that turned out to be an underground labyrinth. Why a moose would do such a thing, was also a mystery to her. Didn't they try to weave between the trees, or smash their prey with their hooves? The tigress wasn’t concerned with it at first- figuring the cavern would soon come to an end, and they would have their meal cornered and begging for mercy. But as time went on, the duo ended up deeper in the sub-terrain, losing their meal as Azoula accidentally took a right instead of a left. The butt-end of the moose vanished into the darkness, until it was so deep in the tunnel she couldn't hear it anymore either. Irritated with her failure, she roared and slammed a paw against the earth. The sound echoed within the cavern, trickling into the tunnels, until it was almost deafening. Taking several moments to recollect herself, before the weight of the situation sank in.

Turning around to Laney, who was standing right behind her and awfully close. She peered down at the girl, with her night vision gaze that allowed her to see perfectly, even in the dark labyrinth. Perhaps she was standing so close because she couldn’t see as well, and needed guidance from her master. Or, perhaps she was gravitating towards the tigress- drawn to her prowess and beauty. The thought brought a smirk to her lips.  “My, Laney, we’ve gotten ourselves into a predicament.” She wasn’t going to outwardly admit it- but the two of them were now lost underground.

Sighing, she pressed into the girl. Running the length of their bodies together, sharing her warmth if only for a fleeting moment. “Can you see?” It was a rhetorical question- she already knew the wild dog couldn’t see in the dark as she could. No, she was looking for Laney to identify an alternative to using her sight- perhaps, her sense of smell? Which, combined with her eyesight, would help lead them back to the surface.

”Speech”



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