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// Just a test! Reblog it if my muse can jump in your askbox without annoying the mun!
Just an old memory of my adventuring days....
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Continuation from here - @noaccountingfortasteless
The moment such pleads are brought up to the tall gatekeeper cannot help but to decide and bring the woman onto the inner circles of the Tribe’s settlement. There she is met with an even taller woman, standing at almost 2 meters of height. Her skin is dark as ebon, with short white hair, which locks ends all in a black hint,much like her long bun ears. Her eyes, of two different colors, do scout the newcomer with a clear furrow in her expression, before raising a hand to signal the guards and the gatekeeper to leave them alone.
“An intruder...and not even a Viera, I see.” Her tone is almost motherly, yet stern and clearly dominant. Her eyes does not even for a moment stops from examine what’s in front of her. “What brought you into the heart of this forest? What is it that you seek?”
The natural allure of the Vier race can be easily turned into a lethal weapon, whenever in the hands of somebody who honed such arts.
Thinking slutty thoughts-
Sounds interesting. I’m in.
It is rare for me to be riding a steed that is not my trusted Boboco, but this one? This one will do just fine, for now.
Do you think I could be what many consider me to be a....Mother of Dragons?
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Continuation from here - with @radiantlightng
She saw how the human blushed and got incredibly shy, the moment she had undressed in front of her like that. The Viera Chieftain could not help but chuckle, delighted by the view of such a strong looking woman already feeling submissive in her presence like that. She could teach her well how to use such submissivness in her presence.
“The name’s Nakar. I held from the major Tribe of the Rava, and comand the Clan of the Dragon Thorn. We are the Mistresses and Guardians of this very Forests.” Her tone was that of somebody teaching to a young, ignorant, child about the world, about the very basic things of existence. And, after all, Nakar did saw that woman that way. “You have been spotted scouting this areas few days ago, and I’ve been trailing you down ever since. It is but the duty of the Chieftain to protect her people.” She added, calmly, letting her body be washed up by the warm waters. Only now, finally, the human could also see another, big, difference between their bodies. The Viera had, in fact, a throbbing lenght between her legs, now resting partially under the water, while flaccid.
“I take you understand the reasons for my....hostile...approach, right?” She then asked, raising a brow ever so slowly, as if awaiting for a reply from the woman
Heated Azure // Pride of Rava
Send “Deep Azure” to find My Muse in a Hot Spring.. Or send “Heated Azure” to find them in a Hot Spring…NAKED…
Lightning took a deep breath and went under the surface again. The noises distort while she was submerged and the soldier couldn't hear the person approaching the hot spring in the middle of the forest.
She stayed under water for a long time, holding her breath and trying to train herself to stay underneath for a longer period of time. She had to do better to survive out here. Lightning had been sent to a reconnaissance mission to fly over the Gran Pulse, the world below her floating home of Cocoon, but the engine failure had brought her ship down. Now Lightning had to find a way off the hostile wilderness.
"HAh.. ah.. ah.." Gasping and panting she came back to the surface after three minutes. Lighting's gaze met with a woman's, their skin dark and ears long like a rabbit's, who had a body of a warrior. They stare at each other as Lightning froze, warm color taking over her cheeks as she was seen naked waist by the strange woman, who was armed unlike the woman bathing in the forest spring. Just for a second Lighting's eyes avert theirs to judge the distance to tree on which roots she had left her clothes and weaponry, but it was too far to make it in time before the Gran Pulse woman would reach her.
"...I mean you no harm." It was a lie since the Cocoon and the Gran Pulse were at forever war, but Lightning had to buy time to reach her weapon or avoid the battle by talking.
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Nakar had heard the reports of her Tribes Huntresses, about a figure going about her woods with no clear intention. At first, she had thought it to be a vanguard scout of some sort, dwelling into their territory either for ill, or for a simple recognition. She would of course take over the task of trailing the tracks of said mysterious figure in order to learn about them, or about their intention. It took her no more than a few hours, to actually discover their position, in a small, isolated, glade not too far from the Village Hunting Grounds. Such closeness to the Grounds could prove dangerous, and Nakar took the decision to pass from the shadows, and safety, of the Forest, into a more active role, waiting for her stalked prey to lower their attention.
When the yet unknown warrior finally undressed and immerged herself into the natural spring, so often used by the young ones of the Tribe after a succesfull hunt, the amazon like Bun Girl passed on the attack, emerging from the shadows, to approach her slowly. Her steps were calm, and became audible when she so wished to be heard, while her eyes scoured the surrounding to find the human to be too far away from her weapon, causing her to break a confident smirk.
“You mean no harm, you claim...” She begun speaking. Her voice calm, stern, dominant. The voice of a leader used to rule over her subjects with kindness, equal to how strongly she dealt with intruders. “...yet your eyes lingers towards the weapon of yours.” And, as she spoke those last words, a slight kick would be given to her weapon, a long wooden spear, with the sharp edge made of animal bone. Her eyes narrowing, before actually exploring the figure in front of her, marking the smirk on her lips to grow wider.
“I should have you slain where stand but, we shall prove if your claims are to be considered truth, or not.” Again, her tone became that of a leader, more than that of a warrior, plunging her weapon into the soft ground, dipping her toes into the warm waters of the spring as she begun undoing her armor. Piece, after piece, she placed it at the begin of the water, letting her naked, muscly, body be caressed by the warmth.