<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">!Explicit content warning!</span></span><br/><br/>His reasoning gone, pure instinct and primal urges remained. Even when he was transported he remained the same, his eyes now pure white, slightly glowing in the darkness.<br/><br/>He was outside now? No matter. There was a scent on the breeze. The woman before him taunted him and he became aroused. She called him to the hunt, something he didn't need to be coerced to do. He was itching to run. He wanted to kill, to overcome his prey, and to mate with this female.<br/><br/>He stood still as she circled him, her words lost on him, even though the translator around her neck converted them to his language. He was beyond that. He watched as she crept into the tall grass, a low growl echoed in his throat. When she was gone from sight, his sensitive ears picked up her last words.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"&lt;Hunt with me&gt;"</span><br/><br/>This set him off and he roared, bounding into the grass but she was gone. With her scent locked in his mind he bounded after her, running top speed on all fours through the grass. Her scent started to get mixed with something else. He skidded to a stop beside her and took notice to an animal beside a watering hole. It seemed to hear the gravel sliding as he stopped, it's ears perked up and it was staring in their direction, but it quickly turned back to continue drinking.<br/><br/>Dren took interest in this new animal he had never seen before. It was on all fours, hooves for feet, but it barely had any fur which was an odd pattern of black and white stripes. It did look like it had lots of meat on it's bones though....<br/><br/>He crouched next to Angela and remained statue like, his gaze fixed on the creature as ancient instincts took over. Still on all fours, he inched forward..<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Angela felt her heart racing in her chest the noise almost deafening in her ears as she knelt there in the tall grass beside Dren. Letting her take lead she began to circle down wind of the zebra. Working on flanking the animal so that when Dren charged she would be there to cut it off. </span><br/><br/>Dren saw her break away to the right in his peripheral vision, but still his focus was squarely on the animal at the water. He was still a distance from it, but it hadn't noticed either of them yet, and he wanted to keep it that way. He remained silent and stealthed forward slowly, now within mere feet of his prey. His adrenaline rushed through his body in excitement as he neared, anticipating the moment when his claws would rip into flesh...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">The wind suddnely changed and the zebra scented them. Rearing and neghing in fright it took off charging away from the pair. Angela was off after it with a roar, her arms and legs pumping in sync as she was determined to not let it get away.</span><br/><br/>Dren roared. It was frustrating, yet he preferred it this way. It wasn't the kill he yearned for. He thought of how he would feel if he had just made the kill. It would be over, yet he craved more. This way, the hunt continued.<br/><br/>He bounded after the creature, seeing Angela bolt as well. Dren kept to all fours, his claws digging into the sand of the riverbed as he ran. He was faster than Angela and overtook her quickly, slowly gaining on the animal as it ran in a panic.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Angela watched as Dren passed her though that only succeeded in exciting her further. Pushing herself harder she managed to come within striking distance just as she watched Dren make his attack. </span><br/><br/>With a primalistic roar, Dren launched himself into the air, his claws extending to an unnatural length for a cat. It was like ten daggers came down on the rear of the Zebra and it fell instantly tumbling over while Dren remained firmly attached to it's backside. He roared and growled as they tumbled, then when they stopped he held it firmly in place leaving it's neck open for Angela to attack...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Angela wasted little time in pouncing and then sinking her own fangs into the flesh of the doomed Zebra. The sensation of the hot blood spraying the back of her throat as she clamped its airway's shut was beyond words. She held on tightly till the animal stopped struggling. Even still when she released the hold with her fangs she made the point of grabbing its head and twisting it snapping the neck. When it was all said and done she stood back from the animal panting as she waited for Dren to begin feeding, waiting her turn. </span><br/><br/>He felt the animal stop struggling beneath him and he stared with blank eyes as Angela killed it, all the while his excitement grew. His arousal increased seeing the blood down Angela's chin as she sat back, he quickly lost interest in the animal then began advancing on her instead, emitting a low, yet intense purr...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Angela was waiting for him to begin eating when he turned his attention to her instead. The look in his eyes, the way he moved the purr was more then enough to let her know what was on his mind. She could not deny that she felt the same need. Kratos was saying something in her mind bout being careful but she ignored him and instead purred back in response to Dren.</span><br/><br/>He padded forward, his claws retracting, almost a sinister sneer on his face. He pressed ahead until he was over her, when he pinned her arms to the ground. Leaning down he sniffed her then slowly began licking the blood from her skin, dragging his warm tongue up her neck, chin, then turned to lick her ear. He purred and pressed his body against hers, nuzzling his face into the nape of her neck, her scent filling his nose...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Angela submitted to his advance, purring in delight at the feel of his tongue on her flesh. When he buried his face into her neck she took the opportunity to nibble and lick at his neck. Using her fangs to comb through his fur to get directly at his skin beneath. Her back arched pressing her body up into his own, wanting more contact with his body.</span><br/><br/>She pressed back and made him nearly go wild. He growled and bit into her neck, only hard enough to slightly puncture her skin in one place, but it was enough for the smell of her blood to reach him, then he couldn't take it any more. At this point, clothing were in the way as they quickly stripped each other, then her bare skin and breasts were against his chest, their lips locked in frenzied passion...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">With her arms now free Angela was free to rake her claws down his, her lips still looked with his own. A small bit of her mind was still going that this was wrong and dangerous but she gave up to listening. The lioness in her wanted this and she was not going to be denied. Her legs spread open and then wrapped about his waist as a throaty growl left her lips.</span><br/><br/>Dren wasted no time accepting her offer. All he was thinking of was being closer to her anyway he could, now they were as close as two people could be. He growled, and grunted as he pushed in and pulled out, slowly at first then getting faster, almost violent, his hands pressed on the ground and his claws dug in the sand. He felt extacy of it, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, yet did not stop...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Angela clung to him tightly her body moving in time to his own, aiding him in his movements and granting the both of them maximum pleasure. The feeling built higher and higher till she thought she would burst...</span><br/><br/>Her movements only increased his pleasure to the point of breaking. He could feel her reaching climax as well. Grasping her hands he webbed his fingers into hers and went faster, building up until that final moment of pleasure, ending in a joyous release...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Angela roared out her pleasure and then laid back panting hard, her eyes closed as she just enjoyed the sensations coursing through her body. Opening her eyes after a moment she smiled at Dren, "I hope you are feeling more...relaxed now..." she teased him lightly as kissed him on the lips lightly.</span><br/><br/>Dren panted hard as he lay atop of her. He felt hot, and could feel the sweat on her body. He pulled out and rolled onto his back, staring up at the night sky as he panted, yet slowly began to calm down, his eyes slowly returning to normal. His reason returned and he felt an overwhelming wave of guilt wash over him.<br/><br/>"<Angela...I...I'm sorry.>" he said, tears forming in his eyes, "<I didn't mean.... I mean, I don't regret it at all, but this isn't who I am. I'm not an animal! I...I...>" he swallowed a lump that just wouldn't go down, "<I suppose I'm lying to myself really. This is something we've suppressed for thousands of years by not eating meat. I just...>" he paused again, turning his head to look at her, "<I just don't want your people to fear me. Wait...>" he caught his tongue. He was bantering, trying to apologize for his actions while not in control, but he just sounded like the people on this ship would fear him now because he had become more primal, when Anglea was doing the same things as he, "<I didn't mean....>" He sighed. He gave up explaining himself. Anglea knew how he felt by now. He knew at least she accepted him, "<Thanks.>"