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Goading a Griffon

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Katya sniffed the air from where she was hidden, crouched in a bush. Two yellow feline eyes peering out into the small clearing. A deer busied itself eating the local vegetation, occasionally pausing to glance about for any potential threats.

The cougar woman licked her lips, muscles tensing, pupils dilating as she pounced. Katya burst into the clearing with explosive energy, colliding with the deer, hands around its neck before it had time to do anything more than look up at the oncoming missile of fur and fury!

Pinned to the forest floor by her well muscled physique the deer stood no chance as Katya snapped its neck with a jerk of her powerful arms. She straightened up, tail flicking back and forth between her legs as she grabbed the deer by its legs, hefting it onto her broad shoulders.

Katya was dressed predominantly in crude animal furs and leathers, trophies of her hunts that also served to provide extra warmth when she had occasion to venture up into the nearby mountains. Today though her hunt had been simple and she carried her kill back to the small border town of Belward, dropping it unceremoniously at the counter of the local butcher as he began counting out coins, passing the small purse to her before getting to work on the carcass.

Her next stop was the tavern. A good meal and plenty of booze was how she spent most of her coins and today was no exception. Most of the citizens of Belward were well acquainted with the wild cougar woman from the mountains but still, watching her devour a haunch of meat with fangs and claws in the tavern, chasing it with a flagon of ale was a spectacle to say the least.

Soon however conversations resumed and the barbarous feline was able to enjoy her meal in peace. Not that she cared if the humans stared at her. However, what did catch her attention was the gossip of the day. Trouble with griffons, males showing up in unexpected places well outside their usual habitat amid the rocky mountain terrain. Scouts had been up to investigate and word was that an enormous woodland griffon patriarch had taken over the territory. How it had crossed the sea from the Twilight Grove to get here was anyone's guess but it was causing all kinds of havoc and needed to be dealt with before it drove out all the smaller and more amicable mountain griffons that were native to the surrounding area. Thus a bounty had been posted offering a reward to any who could solve the problem.

After Katya had finished her drink, she let out a belch that echoed around the room, bringing conversations to a faltering stop once more as she got up from her seat and walked across the room, snatching the posted bounty off the board and giving it a brief look over.

Truthfully Katya wasn't fully literate, but the picture of a griffon and the conversation she'd heard had been enough for her, and one aspect she had learned of the local language was numbers, the bounty was bigger than what she'd earn in a season just hunting local game.

Thus she found herself departing Belward even sooner than expected, at least with a full belly and pleasant buzz. Disappearing back into the woodlands as she made her way up the mountainside, Katya found an oft used campsite of hers to spend the night, getting a small fire going and curling up nearby. Using her warm leathers as a blanket she soon drifted off. The night passed uneventfully with only the hoots of owls eventually giving way to birdsong as dawn greeted her through the fir trees.

From there she continued her trek, the slope gradually steepening and the trees thinning as she moved from woods to mountains. She'd seen the humans out here occasionally. Some used fancy ropes and tools to help them navigate the steeper areas and even left them around for others to use.

She had been skeptical at first, preferring to climb with claw and paw but they really did make things easier. The ropes were knotted and easy to grip, she ascended one slope that would have been quite a challenge otherwise with hardly an effort.

Thus was the nature of humans she reflected, leaping from one rock to another as she traversed ever higher. Not content to live in their towns and villages they brought civilization with them wherever they went, trying to tame the mountains and forests, bend nature to their desires rather than working with it.

It was far different from how she had been raised but... human ale was far better than the bitter berry wine her tribe had access to so she couldn't discount their race entirely. It was mid morning by the time she reached the rough plateaus and scree that the griffons usually claimed as their territory.

If this forest griffon was as big and territorial as they had said, it shouldn't be too hard to find. Indeed after a little searching she'd been able to find traces. Moulted feathers, bones from past kills and their scent on the wind. By the time her search yielded fruit the sun hung heavy overhead, a welcome warmth this high up as a chill wind was blowing.

Katya had discovered a female griffon and she could already tell something was wrong, the poor creature had been plucking, patchy spots on her wings and a dull tired expression. It squawked a warning as it caught sight of her, shuffling awkwardly in its nest.

Katya didn't want to cause more stress to her but unfortunately she had too if she was going to solve this problem before it got any worse. The cougar woman adjusted her furs, allowing them to billow behind her in the wind, tail lashing to make herself bigger and scarier.

Another warning squawk and a shriek that echoed through the mountainside. That was what she had been looking for! Now it was just a matter of time. Within minutes she could see him, he was huge, like the great tusked mammoths of the far north but with wings! What a land the Twilight Grove must be to produce such fierce creatures.

The woodland griffon landed amid the scree, sending small rocks flying as he bellowed his challenge. Snapping his sharp avian beak and ruffling his wings.

The cougar woman didn't flinch, she'd tangled with griffons before, this was the same, just bigger. Much bigger! She gauged, spying the sizable set of very male equipment dangling between his legs. No wonder the female was looking so stressed! That cock was nearly as big as Katya was! No way that could be comfortable. And heavy balls like a pair overripe melons!

Still, the same weaknesses that any male had, just bigger targets. She answered his challenge with a hiss, getting her hackles up and starting to circle, forcing the big griffon to turn as she moved. She swiped, taunting him, goading an attack. As her circle brought her closer to the female he finally decided to take the bait.

The big brute charged forwards, flapping his wings and letting out a screech, snapping its beak at Katya as she leapt aside. She swiped her claws, catching a handful of feathers from one wing and spun around, delivering a powerful kick as he passed by her. Her aim was true, foot connecting with one of the heavy spheres between his legs, earning a very different kind of squawk from the burly griffon as he skidded to a stop in the loose scree and turned to face her again, shuffling his clawed feet, glancing at his wing where she'd clawed him.

He wasn't to be deterred by a kick and a scratch though, moving in to close the distance with her again, this time taking a swipe at her with one of his massive paws and the sharp talons at the end.

Katya spun inwards towards the beasts chest, delivering a punch to its throat and a second blow to the side of the head, making it reel backwards as it saw stars.

She had to make this quick, he wouldn't be dazed for long! The cougar ducked between his legs as he flapped and stamped in anger. If he thought that was bad... he had something else coming! Katya unleashed a flurry of blows, well practised from many a drunken bar room brawl with various humans who had taken offence to a feline eating in the tavern.

A left, a right, an uppercut. Katya's arm muscles tensed as she propelled her fists into the plump orbs, battering and bruising them, ducking as the griffon staggered, that heavy cock of his nearly colliding with her head from the motion! His fat balls bounced and jiggled from the impact, absorbing each blow as she tenderized them before giving a few parting hits to his cock, claws raking over the exposed flesh carving bloody rents into the sensitive meat as she rolled out from under him.

Thankfully the furs she wore helped cushion her from the rough scree and she sprung back to her feet, locking eyes with a griffon who looked angrier than she could have imagined!

"So much for finishing this quickly." She grumbled, not that the stupid birdbrain could understand her. Her eyes flicked side to side, sizing up the terrain and she began to shift accordingly, hissing and yowling even as he squawked and screeched at her in retort. A few feet behind her now was the solid mountainside but the birdbrain didn't notice or care, with eyes only for bloody vengeance as he charged again, deadly beak snapping as he closed the distance. Katya leapt, feline agility carrying her up onto the beast's shoulder, claws raking through its feathers as she rolled over his back and off, landing behind him.

He followed her move as much as he could, head turning, claws digging into the loose scree to slow his pace, but not enough. He slammed into the rock wall with a loud thud, shaking loose some more pebbles with the impact.

Kayta was upon him in an instant resuming her furious assault. Fists collided with his exposed testicles, pounding them relentlessly. However not simply bouncing this time as before but compressed against the unyielding granite of the mountain, truly caught between a rock and a hard place. Katya wasn't finished though as she set upon them with claws and fangs, a savage ferocity that blurred the line between person and creature.

By the time the griffon had recovered enough from the impact, flapping his wings to buffet the cougar away, the damage had been done. His sack had been carved to ribbons, one plump orb hanging out the side, covered in claw and bite marks, a chunk of meat torn off currently within Katya's mouth, her muzzle stained with fresh blood as she gulped down the morsel.

The griffon wavered, unsteady on its feet now as it came at her again. She could sense pride and anger turning to desperation as it swept its sizable claws side to side. It was still dangerous of course, she knew better than most that a cornered animal could rally frightfully right before it collapsed. She hopped backwards, avoiding another strike, letting him tire out that fury of his, until a loose stone shifted under foot and she found herself on her ass staring up at the griffon.

Katya tucked up tight, bringing her arms in and rolling towards the griffon. She let out a hiss of pain as he swiped at her, claws cutting through leather and into her shoulder. From her new position beneath the griffon she kicked out, powerful legs striking home, one into his exposed nut and the other still in its pouch. She slashed at his cock again now that it was exposed, claws digging into the tip of his shaft and the glans below as she gripped and lifted herself up, getting her feet under her and dashing out behind the griffon.

Both combatants were breathing heavily now as the great woodland griffon rounded on her again, beak snapping as it approached one foot in front of the other, watching her movements closely with its beady avian eyes.

It was being more cautious now, that wasn't good... Katya grabbed a handful of stones, stepping backwards to keep space between them as she pulled back, chucking the first at it with a satisfying clack as it impacted his beak.

She'd always considered bows and slings the human way, a method of hunting beneath her but throwing rocks was a great way to agitate this particular beast! Another connected with its head and it squawked, charging again!

Katya hefted all the remaining rocks into the air in front of it, making it flinch back from the scattered impacts and dashed to the side, grabbing more and tossing them, not at the head this time but between his legs. Those sharp little bits of rock connecting with his exposed egg, any hit would hurt but a few managed to pierce, sinking a few inches into the meat of his testicle.

That was what she was looking for, she ran in, going low again, grabbing two more promising looking rocks, slamming them into his exposed orb and then unleashing another array of punches, smashing all the rocks deeper inside.

With one hand she fumbled inside the remaining portion of his pouch, claws grabbing hold of that other ball as she yanked it free, into the open air. Fangs sank into it as she chomped down, pulling chunks away and forcing her fingers into the holes, churning up the nutmeat.

Clearly he didn't like that! She had to scramble out from under him as the griffon flopped down, whether from pain or trying to crush her she couldn't say however, but whatever the reason, it was a poor choice as he slammed his own bulk down onto those tenderized testicles! Still, she couldn't reach them anymore to finish the job...

Picking up one of the larger rocks she hopped upon its back and with a big swing, smashed the stone over the back of its head.

Stubborn birdbrain didn't know when to quit, turning to snap at her. She jumped off to the side, punching him in the side of the head once, twice, thrice until finally he went limp, head lolling to the ground with a thud. She'd knocked his lights out.

With a grunt of effort, Katya rolled the griffon over onto his side. He was big, but not as heavy as she'd expected, guess they had to keep things light to fly. She mused as her prizes came into view. Partially smashed as the griffon collapsed on them but they would certainly do as proof of her victory, and he wouldn't be causing any more problems with the local males or ecosystem at large. She tugged both balls as far out as she could, slicing through the cords that connected them to his body and then knotting them together.

With that done she slung her prizes over her one shoulder and began her trip back down the mountain to claim that bounty.

The first hour of her trip was uneventful enough, going down the mountain was much easier than going up it, even for one as athletic as her. However as she was entering the wooded lowlands at the base she heard a screech and the heavy flap of wings. She looked up and then hit the deck, dropping to all fours as talons narrowly missed where her head had been a moment before. That stubborn griffon, hard as nails! He nearly collided with a tree as he landed heavily in front of her, turning to face her and letting out another caw of challenge.

"You don't know when to quit!" She huffed, tossing his balls aside into the grass and cracking her knuckles. "We can go another round! You'll wish we hadn't though." She growled, hackles raised as the griffon moved on her. This time however she had home field advantage among the trees, leaping up and grabbing a branch, swinging over his clumsy charge and down onto his back. She went for the head again but he had anticipated it, turning to snap at her before she could find an opening. She hopped off, back among the trees. The fir trees at the base of the mountains were a far cry from the massive magical forests of the Twilight Grove however, He had trouble manoeuvring in here crowded by branches, trunks and bushes whenever he tried to spread his wings.

Katya ducked into one of the bushes, moving quickly beside him and lunging claws outreached, grappling his cock like she had the deer the previous day. Her fangs sunk into his tip as he bit down and she jammed her fist into that open cockslit, forcing it in down to her shoulder before opening her nasty murder mittens, claws raking the inside of his urethra as she pulled it back out, carving deep rents inside it while she clung on with her other hand and feet, clawing at him each time either of them moved.

The griffon bucked and swayed, trying to shake her off of him, unwilling to try and drop down again like he had last time until eventually he managed to dislodge her, the cougar landing on all fours beside him only to climb up into a tree before he could bite at her!

The griffon wouldn't be deterred however, slamming his bulk into the tree, rearing up to claw at the branches as wood creaked and splintered.

Katya had no choice but to abandon the tree, dropping down with feline agility, claws slashing at his cock again. She shoved both fists into his cock this time, claws out as with a grunt of effort she pulled them apart, ripping his urethra open for the first foot of his length.

The griffon howled, thrashing as he slammed his bulk into the tree once more until with a loud snap of wood breaking it fell. Katya leapt aside not a moment too soon as the trunk fell upon the griffon, crushing the massive beast into the forest floor. It thrashed for a moment or two before growing still.

"Told you it wouldn't end well for you." She scoffed. Tossing a few pebbles to make sure he wasn't faking before she approached.

She'd intended to just stop him from breeding and curb his territorial nature but... this worked too. She thought with a shrug, working her claws through its neck to take his head back as a trophy.

"Now...what to do about these?" She mused, eyeing up the testicles she'd carried all the way down the mountainside. "Road snack." She decided, picking them up, taking a bite as she returned to Belward to claim her reward for the bounty.

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