It is a time of war and opportunity for those that are both eager and experienced enough to seek it out, as the human/elf alliance is currently in a quasi-war with the hated Keidrans of the great forest of Numblar. The great forest being bordered with the human/elf lands to the west and north for well over a thousand miles, giving a wide berth of land for both sides to protect and raid out of for their own glory and riches. Since the logistics and supply needed for either side to actually invade the other is insurmountable, so the competing armies split themselves along border forts and farming/forest villages to try their best to hold the line against a possibility that will never occur.<br/><br/>So, while this does something to prevent invasions, it does nothing to prevent the occasional small raids through the forest border for either side, as there is profit and prestige to be had to do so. For the humans, having sexy feline slaves is a very exotic commodity that sells for insane prices deeper within their lands, as adventurers from all over come to the border to seek to catnap adorable kitty girls for just that purpose, with the more feisty they are the higher they sell. On the other side the felines raid into human lands in a attempt to seek knowledge on human technology and magicks, kidnapping anyone that would seem to be a expert on anything useful to expand the feline empire. Along with taking any available human or elf girls as slaves, as revenge for the kittygirls that were stolen in turn. All the while, a rare breed of feline druid has the extraordinarily power to take human or elf girls and transform them into felines, turning them against their own races as either warriors for the cause or as wombs to be filled with litters.<br/><br/>This is the story of one such unique druid, a snow leopard of power known to his race as Findar. Choosing now, after the winter season is over, to come out of retirement and do something about the human forts and villages that lay near his own village of Nestar. Nestar lays ten miles from the border, deep within a dense section of a forest protected by rangers and lesser druids. The village itself sprawls along the forest floor and on the immense trees itself, with huts and tree houses everywhere. With the occasional stone structure popping up here and there as the felines learn from the humans as to build more sturdy structures. Findar's personal house is top most in one of the central trees of the village, a good 300 feet off of the ground. Currently empty of a harem at the moment, which for a druid of Findar's expertise is seen as a deeply embarrassing fact by the rest of the village.<br/><br/>Time to do something about that! Time to seduce some naughty kitties and persuade/force them to be your fuckpet. Or, in a more brazen activity, to show off to the ladies by doing a successful raid and bringing back a human or elf girl to transform and teach her how to behave as a fuckpet. The choices are his to decide, as the brisk morning air greets him as a few stray rays of sunlight get through the branches and into his open window.