Fairin, the Dracat: Origin story

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Fairin

Dracat: Origins

He prowled along, his soft velveted pads not making a sound even through the crunching snow. A white cloak around his neck protected him and kept his pristine white fur dry. today he hunted intruders. Humans in their smelly garb of unwashed unkept clothing. He was unsure if they were a hunting party foolishly seeking prey in others lands, or a raiding party searching for the Snow Leopards den. Tirel padded along behind them positive his uniquely spotless fur and white sentinel cloak was easilly hidden in the snowdrifts of his mountian home. The humans speech was much less sophisticated than the normal humans that visited to trade. he decided on his own to stop them, and be civil with his tribes neighbours.

Silently his paw pads thunked on the trail ahead of them. he laid his throwing spear on the ground as a peacefull gesture and watched the humans nearly walk ontop of him before he called out to them in their tongue. "ho there fellow humans, it is I, Tirel , Sentinel of the Snow Leopards clan". The Anthro leopard was ready to spring at a moments notice if the humans posed any threat, he was confident in his ability to escape if he had too. The humans began to jabber to themselves in some unknown language, as he waited for a reply. or a sign of hostility one of the humans garbed in bones shaking a staff began to glow as he chanted. Tirel had expected this. most human tribes do this when trying to translate various animal speeches, but this ones chanting sounded more sinister. Suddenly his fur stood on end as he realized the incantation the shaman grew louder, a bolt of blue white energy sparkled quickly toward him as he tried to leap out of the way. the spell caught him in the side. the chilling and numbing sensation quickly overtook his mind as he could only see and hear now. his paws wouldnt move his breaths were bare and shallow as the humans came and put a bag over his head blackness overwhelmed his final senses as he could feel himself being carried off...

When the Snow Leopard Tirel came too, he was bound and gagged tied to a rather sturdy looking pole his surroundings were much different than his snowy home. A quick glance around revealed he was within a swamp. infront of a cave around his feet there were several animals. dead laid out as if in offering. His feline senses screaming at him, as well as his common sense to get out of here. but the bindings were too tight. He had accpeted his destiny as he saw it. Somehow, the Elders visions of him dieing alone away from the snows. in a place his Pure white fur would not provide him with aid. didnt quite add up to being tied and gagged infront of an obvious lair for some sinister creature.

She heard the humans outside her cave, normally she'd drive them off . probably get a free meal out of it. but the last one she ate tasted as dung smelled. Her Black scales shone briefly in the dim swamp light as she lazilly lumbered her rather large form from her lair, the smell of freshly slain animals easilly making it over the usual decay of her swamp to her nose. "mmmm" she thought "I havent eaten in ..days? These humans know how to placate me" as she slowly emerged...

He saw her first, her head like a black demon in the stories the elders used to tell, he immidately knew he was going to die, as all the stories told, the Black ones were the most vicious. His mind seemed to blank as he watched her rise up to her full hight, oddly he thought to himself, how beautiful she really was. Of course he would try to voice this through the gag, as he was rather flippant when speaking his mind. Which only turned out to be a muffled speech, it at least got her attention as her rather huge body came closer, she was easilly fifteen feet from footpaw to shoulder.

Her feet made the swampy land sink in abit with each step, she looked upon the feline. fur so white.. a rareity in this place she thought. she mistook his greeting for whimpers as she smiled cruely at him. bareing all her fangs, then slowly.. keeping her violet eyes on his muzzle devoured all the carcasses around him one by one. giving each the loving care of one long detailed gulp. Untill he was the only piece of meat left...

Tirel watched the dragoness eating, he knew she was taking her time, as if it was meant to scare him. He only stared in fasincation watching each animal body . not being bitten or torn, or even ravaged just licked into her maw by her strong tongue, then slowly swallowed whole. He knew he was going to die. He knew he was going to be slideing down that terribly long neck of hers before long. Yet he found it, Arousing, he stared at her abit unblinking even as she licked his muzzle, looking into the cruel maw seemed to only excite the confused feline. even as his member escape from his sheath...

Nyx stopped just short of tearing her new prey off the pole and devouring him listening to his screams as his sudden aroused scent overtook her senses. "My my little one" . She said in her deep. obviously feminine Draconic voice. She used one of her cruel claws to press against his cheek cutting the gag from his muzzle as she tilted her head, laying down infront of him as her sensitive nose sniffed his entire body.. her mouth watering at the meal she was going to make of him. and his musk was driving her instincts abit wild. "so my precious prey, what brings you here to feed me"? she asks rather bluntly not hideing the fact in her mind that she -was- going to devour him.

Tirel winced as the claw came dangerously close to sliceing open his shoulder as well as removeing the gag. H-hello there Madame Dragoness." *he began to stammer as the dragoness began to sniff his middle obviously likeing his scent. "my name is Tirel, and I dont know where I am" he said honestly "except being tied up infront of a Beautiful lady" his Flippant tongue decided to add

Nyx was taken aback at his remarks as she decided then and there to releave the yearning within her useing him. Then she would deffinately get her meal out of him once she was sated. "Well thank you dear you really are as pure as your fur. Do you taste as pure as well? shall we see"? her tongue lashes out licking his bound form from paw to face swirling over his exposed member and sheathe. His taste was exqusite, it was even harder now to subdue her feral instincts and devour the tastey morsel on the spot.

her lashing tongue comming up his fur was so ticklish which only made him moan as it caressed over his member. He had never mated with anyone in the Den always being so shy, and his spotlessness set him on the downtrodden path of being unique in a community of the same. "I can only hope so Mi'lady" his reponse was quick and nearly terse as the licking tongue had brought out his member fully in all his feline glory. tied to a post being fed to a dragon didn't seem to dampen his mood "Can i ask your name"? Tirel asked, inbetween listening to his heart beating through his chest.

"Call me Nyx, Mr Tirel. I've decided not to eat you, Yet. first you must please me" she said with such a threatening tone. her talons easily snipping his restraints as she let him loose. then turned to walk into her lair leaving him stunned and aroused on the offering altar. "such Pure white fur would stand out so bad on the swamp floor especally if it was trying to get away..." her tone left no choice for the poor doomed feline

Tirel free of his bonds looked up to the sky once as he saw his destiny star shining brightly, the elder had pointed it out to him when he was a kitten. His mind did tell him to flee she had her back to him and everything he could slip away get a head start. But he knew if he fled, she wouldn't be as nice to him, as the stories told. Black dragons were the most vicious and cruel. He would expect no less as he bravely put one paw infront of the other, and decended into the dark cave following her rather 'musky' scent in the dim darkness

Nyx was already waiting for him. she had decided to treat her polite meal giving him the 'chance' to save himself, but she had already decided even if he did sate her lust she would still devour him, she laid out atop her lairs bedding she curled her tail around his middle encourageing him to step forward. She was trying to be as gentle as she could be wanting the feline to possibly enjoy himself to make her meal all the more sweeter as she could already imagine him struggling down her throat...

The tail pressing him toward her as he noted her size was much more immense from this angle. Her hind leg lifting revealing her musky scented sex and just a few inches behind her undertail. he was entranced by it. haveing never really seen a females sex so close before. and this one was being offered to him, his paws reach up and caress the top of the entrance parting the scales just a bit as he cant help but feel a bit tingly from the draconic musk...

Nyx churled softly watching the feline touch her, she was forceing him she knew as she lifted her leg for his hight she began to wonder what he was thinking as the feline pads began to kneed directly onto her draconic clit. the pleasure spikes made her sex throb and wetten even more almost gushing at the intimate tingling sensation.

Tirel pressed his paw against the lips feeling it sinking into her, he pulled his paw back covered in a sticky but slick white essence that seemed to soak right into his fur, even licking it only made the musk smell more intoxicateing as he leaned toward the entrance to lap at the source directly.

the Dragonesses body seemed to react on its own as her tail began to press him closer. harder against her acheing lips. She began to pant behind him . watching him explore, taste. and feel within her her paw creeped in slowly behind him as he was licking the outside of her sex. as her taloned claw pressed his muzzle directly into the tightening muscles

Tirel gasped for breath when her claw allowed his muzzle to leave the inner folds of her pussy, his entire muzzle was slicked down as were much of his shoulders from the loose juices he looked to her with his amber feline eyes showing no remorse. but lust. this is something he wanted as well, she could tell.. as her taloned grasp around his middle tightened lifting him off the ground. Her other taloned paw reached infront of him. as she opened her flower to his muzzle. she releaxed her muscles letting him see within her as his member throbbed against her fingers. The acheingly slow angling of his body as her paw began to press him within her opened sex. at once the tingling of his erotic fur excited her making her muscles squeeze and clamp down rather tightly on his upper half. as she began to force the feline within her.

To Tirel it was like an open inviation the wet warm walls greeted his muzzle as he knew to take a deep breath of air. His forepaws had slid infront of him opening her to his tender presses . his tongue lashing out at the walls around him cleaning her insides of the white essence he could feel her paw pressing his body fully within her as his muzzle bumped into a soft fleshy object, his instincts took over as he quickly drew himself against the tight muscle of her draconic cervix. his feline member fitting perfectly into the tight entrance as his lungs burned for air, the pressure around him built and built as his thrusting, squirming body within her seemed to erupt into pure white pleasure. his first and final orgasim rippling through his body as he was fully contained within the dragons sex as the blackness enveloped him.

Nyx felt the quivering feline so deep within her as she cruelly closed her legs together. and squeezed with all her might. wanting every last drop of pleasure she could get from the writheing creature as even she came, gushing her feminine juices out coating her tail and hindleg. Panting, she felt her heart thumping as her pleasure ebbed. She lifted her hindleg and squeezed , like she was giving birth, his slicked fur made him easy to press out, first his muzzle appeared coated in white essence snow white against her black scales, she murred watching her sex expell the feline, but Tirel was gone Suffocated on her essence his last thoughts of pleasure the grin on his muzzle was exquite. one she would remember for a long long while. maybe she should torment her prey in this fashion again as her paw held the lifeless body above her maw. letting the wet slick thing slide against her tongue, devouring his body in one swift gulp. maybe... maybe not she thought to herself. feeling so sated and fed. unbeknownst to her deep within her womb one of her eggs was fertalized...