[<u>Everwood Hunting Ground - Dust</u>]<br/><br/>"I would recommend we camp here and build a big fire to scare anything off..."  Vianna mimicked Dust's words from earlier with a touch of mockery.  "Unless I missed a major linguistic development in the last handful of hours, I'm pretty sure that means scaring them off with the fire No?"  She shook her head, frowning at him.  "I've half a mind to leave you here and go find an actual hunter to help me.  You on the other hand, clearly only have half a mind from what I've seen so far."<br/><br/>There was a tension for a moment, as she seriously considered dismissing him then and there, but while the decision wavered this way and that, when it eventually fell, Vianna chose to give him one more chance.  "Just do your business and get some sleep, I expect to leave as soon as the sun is above the treeline, understood?"  She disrobed as she spoke, stripping down to a sturdy padded breastband and undershorts, seemingly not caring if Dust watched.  Then again, Dust could see hunters and huntresses alike wandering about the camp in similar attire while out of their armor as the shadows lengthened further and true night began to fall across the camp.  Perhaps it was simply the fashion in this place...<br/><br/>Vianna grabbed a handful of items from a small personal bag then and wandered off towards the edge of camp, not quite leaving Dust's sight as she washed her face in the stream, swished some sort of foaming liquid derived from a powder into her mouth, and finally returned to slip into her bedroll with a sigh...<br/><br/>(Unless he has anything else to say, we'll skip to morning)<br/><br/><br/>[<u>The Primal Forests - Kaze</u>]<br/><br/>The Rathian's motions were growing more erratic, and as Kaze was reaching his limit she was very clearly losing control as her bouncing lost that powerful rhythm.  She shuddered, clenching tightly around him, her moans catching in her throat, rising to screams of ecstasy as she came, a corona of light from the dust flaring around her in time with her climax as she took back the reins, moved of her own accord once more only to nearly immediately undergo another orgasm accompanied by that same violet flare.<br/><br/>By this time Kaze was losing control, and the Rathian came again as his seed exploded white hot inside her.  Her legs gave out from beneath her and she fell, hilting him inside her with a wet *shluck* as she keened high and loud, back arching like a taut-pulled bow as his cum filled her womb before she finally went limp, slumping onto his chest with a sigh, seemingly not caring that Kaze' cock was still buried inside her.<br/><br/>At least, until she started moving again...<br/><br/>It was slower, and more passionate as she leaned over Kaze and kissed him once more, but the roll of her hips was unmistakeable.  It may have been painful for him -powerful stimulation so soon after having cum so hard- but despite that Kaze found he was still hard, and the Rathian didn't seem to care for any complaints as she rolled her hips, starting round two .<br/><br/><br/>[<u>The Ancestral Steppes - Sonya</u>]<br/><br/>"Sure!"  The huntress grinned, falling into step next to Sonya cheerfully.  "The Jaggi dens are mostly in the eastern canyons, lots of caves and crannies for them to shelter in there, Seltas are in the Giants Steps, but I know a few paths from one to the other, there's even a big natural stone bridge!"  She chattered on as they stepped into the light of the Steppes and began to make their way back up, moving once more towards the rocky environs of the hunting ground proper.  Nat seemed over cheerful, perhaps even a little naive, but if she was any good with her bowgun then she could keep Sonya from suffering a repeat of that earlier first attempt...<br/><br/>The only problem then would be time...  If they got too far into the steppes then they might end up having to work their way back out in the dark, and several species of monster became more active at night, which could pose no small threat...<br/><br/>Not that either of the girls were necessarily thinking of such right at this moment.  The sun was still high and bright now, and there were hours yet left in the day.  Perfect time to begin a hunt.<br/><br/><br/>[<u>Everwood Hunting Ground - Alistair</u>]<br/><br/>It was not quite everyone against Alistair at least, more like a free-for-all scrum of pack, Kut-Ku and Hunter.  The Genprey had both of them surrounded and were still attacking the Kut-Ku as much as they were attacking Alistair, and in response the monster was being forced to divide its attention between hunter and pack in turn.<br/><br/>The Genprey girls may have been beautiful in their own right, but as three-ways go, this wasn't what Alistair would have expected...<br/><br/>With the Kut-Ku's attention divided, it was just a mater of holding out for a chance when its attention was on the pack rather than him, and when that chance came Alistair caught the Kut-Ku by surprise, prompting a startled squawk from the monster as he landed astride it unsteadily.  It bucked immediately, trying to throw him off violently but the circling pack drew its attention away yet again.  A back and forth ensued, Alistair trying to control the firebird, the firebird trying to fend the pack away...<br/><br/>While Alistair now had the Kut-Ku on his side (at least for an alliance of convenience...) they were still surrounded, and while Kut-Ku could fly, he suspected several pounds of armor and hunter astride one might negate that capability.  They needed a way out.<br/><br/><br/>[<u>The Primal Forests - 'Little Death'</u>]<br/><br/>The movement below came from prey indeed, a pair of Kelbi, chasing each other along the forest floor in a typical mating dance.  As the Nargacuga watched from above the male finally caught his prize, mounting her with roughness that would make most human women (most of those that weren't huntresses anyways) cringe but that the doe-furred woman seemed to welcome, eagerly bucking against him as he spread her open.  It was unexpected though, to see two Kelbi so deep in her territory, and so unaware of her presence.  The easily-frightened little monsters were so skittish as to possess a near supernatural sense of danger, and yet here with a predator watching them from above they could not care less, it was almost too good to be true...<br/><br/>It was as she took the Kelbi in however that the Little Death caught sight of the marks on the branches beneath her feet...  Claw marks, too big to be her own, a male Monster's then, a predator, in<i>her</i>territory...<br/><br/>There was a haze in the air, in her head, and she caught the scent of Cinnamon mixed with something rotting and dead...<br/><br/>And from above, a low growl, heavy, and a tingling sensation against her skin, purple light dancing before her eyes, and below, the Kelbi still utterly oblivious in their rutting...  A dragon, not merely a wyvern, covered in sleek black scales and surrounded by a dark cloud illuminated from within by purple light...  It did not even appear to have eyes, but with the way its head was lowered, the way intent was transmitted through its very form...  It was focused upon her, and yet even as she looked it didn't turn around, didn't move, simply stood, mocking her...