Rendezvous in the Savannah

Story by jban on SoFurry

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In the savannah, a lioness hunter spots a hyena patrol trespassing his pride's border. What will happen next?

Note: This very short story is intended as an idea for a longer story or a hint for a drawing. Pleas feel free to use it, modify and comment it, as you wish, I'm very curious to see what you'll do with it.

If you make a drawing or a longer story out of this, please make me know!


In the savannah, a young lioness huntress spots a hyena patrol trespassing her pride's border. The hyena patrol is composed of a leading female and three subject males. Since it's very hot, everyone is naked but for some tribal trinkets and weapons like short spears or stone daggers.

The lioness attack the patrol by surprise: the three males try to defend their female and fight bravely, but the lioness is stronger and she defeats them quickly. The last male goes down asking forgiveness to his female for not being worthy enough. Then he talks to the lioness: - Take our life, strong huntress, but please don't' touch our female! - he says, passing out.

The lioness grins without mercy. - We'll see that, male.

He hits the ground, his last moment in desperation not for himself, but for his mistress.

The battle is over. The males' naked and unconscious bodies now lies at the lioness' feet, their maleness exposed and vulnerable.

Now the lioness approaches the female hyena and grab her roughly from the rear, licking her neck, a hand on her breast and the other firmly on her belly. Strangely, the female hyena seems no scared at all.

  • We should stop meeting like this - says the lioness, purring.

The hyena laughs, clearly enjoying the situation.

  • Why? My mother keeps trying to find me some worthy males, so I must find a way to get rid of them.

  • Poor ones, they think they have a chance with you - says the lioness, pressing a feet on the last male's crotch. Then something seems to worry her. - Do you ever...

  • No, of course! You know what I really like, don't you?

  • Of course, sweet one - says the lioness with a smile. They kiss each other lovingly, over the bodies of the males who sacrificed themselves in vain.