[Everwood Hunting Ground - Dust]<br/><br/>The younger woman eyed dust for a little while, then shrugged, and went back to watching the sun rise over the trees.  The day was well and truly beginning, and behind him Dust began to hear Vianna muttering to herself as she made her way over towards the wagon, eventually leaving his earshot as she crossed the camp.  Next to him, the woman remained silent, her eyes occasionally flicking over to him as he sharpened his sword, but making no comment or action.<br/><br/><br/>[The Primal Forests - Kaze]<br/><br/>It was a struggle not to lose sight of his goal in the intensity of it all.  Every thrust seemed to elicit heights of pleasure from the Rathian regardless, some lesser, others greater, but all of them powerful.  The best of his efforts made her clamp down tightly around him, body shuddering at the unexpectedly powerful surging pleasure, and slowly but surely he managed to set a pace that tore those moments from her not infrequently or occasionally but over and over and over again.<br/><br/>The Rathian could feel the balance of power slowly shifting though, and though it was a struggle as Kaze thrust up and into her she began trying to take back that control she'd begun to relinquish.  She tried to push off him, to sit up and take his leverage away, to reassert her dominant position rather than allow the human male to fuck her into submission.<br/><br/>And leverage or not, she was stronger than Kaze by an order of magnitude.  He would have to think quickly if he wanted to keep her from turning back the tide that was only just now beginning to work in his favor...<br/><br/><br/>[The Ancestral Steppes - Sonya]<br/><br/>They were well back from the cliffs, and as Nat began to pull the trigger Sonya could see the Seltas react and aim towards them, buzzing rising in pitch as it bore down upon them, charging through the hail of bullets that both huntresses saw only as silver flickers in the sunlight.  The bug monster flinched, and tried to evade the withering fire as it crossed the distance, ducking and buzzing angrily as it darted about.  The shots only seemed to infuriate it, rather than driving it back, but Sonya could see Nat was hurting it, as the insect sported several little cracks and pits in its carapace from where it had been struck.<br/><br/>It dove at Nat, but both girls were forced to dive out of the way as it charged horn-first at them.  The bowgunner rolled, , halting and reloading as the seltas curved up and away, circling back around for another run at them.  "I can do this all day buggy!"  She laughed, surprisingly at ease.  Perhaps she was just that confident in her companion, or perhaps she simply enjoyed a fight...<br/><br/><br/>[Everwood Hunting Ground - Alistair]<br/><br/>Bit by bit, the monster began to slow down, and while Alistair could see opportunities to get off as it finally slowed to a lope, then a trot, then a weary stumbling jog, he found it odd.  The pack had fallen away behind them long ago, and the creature was no longer trying to throw him off, yet it just kept walking, almost as though it had forgotten he was there, though given how tired it was surely it must have felt his weight all the greater by now?<br/><br/>Eventually, finally, the monster slumped to the ground, exhausted, and Alistair got a look around.  They had run largely in one direction, so Alistair had an idea of how to get back to the camp, but no clue how far away it was (though he could put up a smoke flare or signal for guild felynes to come help him and collect the unconscious capture target...)<br/><br/>This area was largely forested, though rocky and rising and falling in places.  there was a thick carpet of foliage covering the ground and dark entrances in amongst the creepers and tree trunks, little caverns and passages.  There were also scorch marks, and blackened picked-clean bones...  This must be where the Kut-ku makes its nest!<br/><br/><br/>[The Primal Forests - 'Little Death']<br/><br/>The growl came lower, more a purr than anything, satisfaction rather than wariness as the dragon began to stalk towards her.  While Monster girls were roughly human-sized in most cases, they were made for their own species and were much more durable and elastic than most human women (though many huntresses became a willing or unwilling exception through the 'rigors' of their work).  That said, Little Death was built to take a Nargacuga male's cock, and this dragon's shaft that was slowly emerging -hard and slick and tinged with purple veins as it stalked towards her- was visibly larger than any male she'd seen of her own species.<br/><br/>He stopped before her, tongue slithering out of his mouth to flick over her breasts briefly before he gave a little twitch of his head, motioning.  He understood her desire, and expected her to submit, pride or no pride.