Echoes of a Chase

Kaino was receptive to his plan, which brought on another wave of satisfaction. She always knew how to nurture his fragile ego, to keep him from lashing out at her. She was a smart girl. She’d even brush her bobbed tail against his chest, tickling his skin with the tip, igniting a wave of warmth inside of his abdomen. A predatory smirk curled his lips, bi-colored gaze glinting with a sinister gleam, as he watched her slink away into the forest. Turning on his heels, he’s quick to lope after her, his satisfaction palpable in the space between them.

Falling in stride alongside one another, Sephiran keeps Kaino in his peripheral vision, allowing her to track down the juvenile elk. So far they are moving in the right direction - not that he doubted her skills as a huntress. But the two of them had a tendency to become… distracted, when they were alone. And her comment was a testament to that. “Oh?” He’d croon, head titling subtly as he peered down at her.“And what would that be.” The tone of his guttural voice dipped even lower, libidinous and lustful as he waited for her explanation.

But suddenly, they are cut off- the juvenile elk having walked directly into their path. Whether it was unknowingly or on purpose didn’t matter; it was in their crosshairs now.  

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