Thread: Queen of the Pack ((Maxaro & ViperFang))

Yes, the Gnolls were certainly hungry. Nou could see it in their feral eyes. While a few seemed more interested in what lay between her thighs, the rest were clearly far too hungry to consider their other carnal desires. She could hear the leader growling to his men. With her magic, she was able to understand him. He protected her from rape, yet his ultimate intention was obvious. She was meant to be the meal the pack had needed. Fortunately, however, she noticed a very clear delay in the moment. Had her spell taken effect? Just in case, she repositioned herself, leaning back and pushing her chest out while her right leg slipped through the slit in her dress, baring her limb to his eyes, assuming he planned to enter. --- Meanwhile, outside the Gnolls were growing restless, flustered by their leaders inaction, only to grow more frustrated when they were ordered to scavenge the area rather than the hut itself. Murrow, the one that had been torn away from the window, snorted after the leader finished his orders, turning to some of the packmates that joined him in the search for any kind of meat or food source outside of the hut. DammitThanrir isnt being fair he growled, feeling both a pinch in his stomach and a swelling in his loins. We all couldve shared that bitch, fuckin her then eating her when we were done. Another Gnoll screwed his face up at the suggestion. Nahh, Id rather not fuck a human. They barely have any kind of fur. Give me a Gnoll woman any day Murrow scoffed as the others seemed to agree with the uninterested Gnoll. Come on. You dont get excited from that fear? Plus, theyre so weak, they can hardly fight back! Disapproving grumbles sounded from the others. They seemed to like a bit of fight in their mates. --- Back at the hut, Nou watched as the door slowly swung open slowly. He had a tall, powerful presence that, surprisingly enough, excited her a bit. She felt a tingle in her loins, the faint aroma of which wouldnt go unnoticed by Thanrirs nose. She tried to hide her excited grin as much as she could. As he stepped in, speaking in Common tongue with his growling Gnoll accent, Nou used a bit of her magic to slowly and quietly close the door behind him, locking it so they wouldnt be disturbed too easily. WhyI am known as Nou she replied softly, her tone lowered with a hint of sultriness. But, who are you and what are you doing here? Were you searching for weak, defenseless prey? Or somethingmore? She parted her legs slightly, giving him a slight glimpse up the skirt of her dress. She had thought about simply seducing him, but she could tell from the feral look in his eyes that he and his people were starving. If she was going to have any chance of getting them to cooperate wither, shed need to provide them with food. With a gesture, the weathered cabinets in her hut opened, revealing freshly conjured raw meat. They were practically dripping from the cabinets, with Nou knowing that Gnolls wouldnt want to eat cooked meat. They needed something that resembled a fresh kill. If youre looking for a meal, I have plenty, as you can see. But what you see in hereis just for you, she purred before glancing outside. Though his pack couldnt witness her power firsthand, it was crucial that he saw she was no mere mortal. With another gesture, a pile of raw, bloody meat appeared on the grass outside the hut. Within seconds, the sounds of the hyena-like cackling echoed in through the window as the pack converged on the meat pile, not giving it a second thought as they ravenously tore into it and filled their aching bellies. Nou returned her gaze to Thanrir. You neednt worry about them, or you, for that matter. The meat is perfectly safe and, as Im sure youll find, quite delicious. She scooted down on her bed, inching closer to him. In a matter of moments, she had gone from potential prey to seductress. Most men that foolishly wandered into her hut would be reduced to ashes by now, yet Nou found herself enamored by the appearance of the Gnoll. Shaggy fur, a powerful body, and clearly enough stamina to lead his pack even when he had barely eaten. Her leg stretched out, her foot gently touching at the side of his calf before slowly trailing upward. She kept her eyes focused on his, searching for any kind of reaction. Or do you see something else you reallyreally want? she teased, her foot gliding further and further up, slightly tickled by the feeling of his fur against her toes.