Beast In Neitherland Woods
Chapter 1
Beast
He slams to the ground, bouncing on impact as the momentum of the fall cascades him through the tall trees in an ancient forest. "OOOF!" he responds to the tall oak that had been so obliged to halt his crash course through the underbrush. Beast, tries to lift himself but even his strong body felt the abuse of that impact. Had it not been for the dragon scale that lined his body like flexible armor he surely would not have survived. A movement from his peripheral vision caused him to growl deep and spin to face his opponent, fangs bared, claws extended and wings flared out. Or... that's what would have happened had his arm not failed to support his weight as it buckled at the shoulder in the attempt to rise. His head rebounds off a large root of the oak, his vision blurs and for a second a form is outlined in the mornings rising sun. He squints.. "Beast... Stay!" Comes the familiar voice in his mind. Max, the human of whom he shares the body, looks out through his right eye trying to behold what they were seeing but vision blurred and darkness was claiming them. "Bunny....." Beast whispers before passing out.
Squirreling:
She ran through the tree tops as fast as her little squirrel legs could carry her, catching glimpses of the dragon falling out of the sky. The Forest birds had brought her a report of an invader to the wood and as their Princess, she had quickly set to task. None can enter the forest of Nietheland without her investigating the invaders and determining if they should have the right to make it out alive. "A dragon!" She'd thought as she ran on her interception course. "Oh this simply will not do." She'd faced dragons before and knew of their destructive nature. Such beast were a powerful creature to reckon with but her forest needed her, her woodland friends needed her, the very Neitherworld depended on her! Too late she arrives at the scene and gasp at the destruction from her perch in the tall oak directly above this foul beast. Nimbly she dropped and jumped to the bottom branches, ready to give this stupid lout a piece of her mind! Standing there looking down on the black dragon she narrows her eyes to scan for signs of a surprise attack. Now that she was so much closer she noticed this dragon didn't look like those of Nietherworld. It's wings splayed out, one looking very tore up from the impact and its body was all the wrong shapes. Where was the spade tipped tail? Sure this um.. well.. Beast, she decided to call it, had many dragon like features but it would seem more like a hybrid of some kind. Humanoid in shape with strong looking features layered in scales that ended in clawed talons. It's tail was more like a thick long whip that ended in flails with small sharp looking spikes about half way up, in a single line up its spine. Unlike the dragons of this realm, that was another notable difference. She twitched her auburn furred tail with it's pink marking that seemed oddly like a tiara crown. Curiosity fully piqued, she leapt from the tree giving her tail a snap. In a shower of glittering magic, she landed on her two small feet with a staff in hand. Where once a squirrel had been, now a child size woman stood, body selectively covered in pink fur. Her well formed and firm breast heaved from the run to get here and her green eyes scanned with suspicion. Her thin but athletically built body moved very much like a squirrel as she darted from one spot to the next, adjusting her staff defensively on her slow approach. "Oh!" She quipped in her cute childlike voice. This was truly a beast indeed! He stinks! Her little squirrel shaped nose twisted up in disgust, hand quickly clasping over it. Quickly she darted down wind of him, into the clearing made by his destruction, which meant she could approach without the offensive odor but now he would be able to see her. She lowered herself and started trying to creep up on him, taking one slow step at at time, noting his oddly shaped head. Wide bat style ears, nose pushed up very much like a bats and from the way his mouth hung open slightly she could see the sharp looking fangs. Her pulse quickened, her grip tightened on the staff and out of defiant fear more than the need to defend herself she zig-zag darted in, bringing her staff up over her long pink hair like a cudgel. Slamming the Acorn shaped staff head into the beast shoulder felt very satisfyingly for the brief second it took for the beast to struggle to roll over. He growled, red eyes opening briefly to pierce her mind with fear. Her blood ran cold as she froze in place slightly breathless... "OooooO my..." She whispered with a hard gulp as the feeling of moisture trickled along her inner thigh. A childish giggle escaped her lips as the back of her hand come up to cover her mouth. A blush flushed over her high cheekbones to the slightly perverse thoughts she couldn't help but have. The way his arm dangled behind him, this beast was in no shape to even defend itself. So slowly she side stepped forward, her heart racing, lust fully flamed but doing her best to remember... She is a Princess! "No time for this." she whispered to herself, blowing a stray hair out of her tiny little mouth. She furrowed her brow at what species this creature could be but surely that shoulder was dislocated and that hip was going to need some mending after the broken branch was removed from the leathery hide that separated the torso scales from the thigh ones. She can't dispatch him until she'd determined if he was a threat to the Forest & she couldn't determine if he was a threat while he was in this condition. Chewing her lip a moment she decided her course of action. Lifting her staff above her head she began to chant causing her Acorn to glow and shimmer in a radiant translucence as her magic called upon the forest itself. Roots came forth to secure the Beast to the ground, while vines wrapped around the branch in his hip and began to pull. After several efforts, with the beast groaning, she leapt upon his thick body to grab hold of the branch and pull with all her might. Her little frame may look weak but she was no push over! Pulling hard the branch finally gave way, ripping out of the flesh so suddenly she stumbled backwards, tripping over a root. "EEP!" She exclaimed, as a firm grip caught her around the torso, keeping her from the fall. She could feel the claws pricking into her flesh and another release of moisture from between her thighs causing her to blush deeply with her chin burrowed to her chest. Her mind raced in a mix of fear and desire while trembling hands lay hold of his thumb talon, that pushed dangerously on her vitals. She wanted to pry them apart, yet... "Sigh." Slowly she turned her head and once again she was met with red eyes burning with fire. "Those fangs.." she thought to herself "such a strong face." ... "GULP." A low rumbling growl followed by a sensation of gratitude that washed over her senses as he gave a slight nod and let her lose, apparently passing out once again. Quickly she slide off his side, turned and kicked him square in the guts! "DAMN YOU BEAST!" Her heart raced from all the mixed emotions, her breast heaved in the need for air and her attention was captured as the low maniacal chuckle coming from him. "SLEEP!" She squeaked, leaping back from him as her fingers spun her magic causing mushroom spores to fall on him. In but a moment, his movements ceased and his breathing leveled out. Hands on knees, heart still racing she studied the beast as she caught her breath.
This is definitely not what she expected. "He could have easily killed me, had he wanted to." She realized. "But... how can one so... soo... UGH!" she exclaimed out loud. "FINE! I'll help your big smelly ass but once you are healed you get the fuck out of my forest!" pointing defiantly at the sleeping beast's head, very thankful he couldn't hear her. She walked around him only giving the slightest glance at his crotch and once again blushing while silently cursing them damn scales. Once she'd retrieved her staff she cast a new spell that caused the iridescent ring of sparkling glitter magic to surround her from the feet up. Where once a pink little squirrel girl stood, now stood a plump auburn woman of maturing age. "Well, Beasty.." Her kind and strong voice sounded. "This is going to hurt you, far more than it's going to hurt me."
Grinning with a bit of mischief, she places her hands to his shoulder, fingernails glittering with blue magic and shoves hard. The slick sickening sound of the bone popping back into the joint was followed by a blue aura of magic over the wounded area. She could feel the mending but there was something more... something out of place. Ending her spell she moved to his hip where the branch had been and nodded to her suspicion. His body could mend itself, given the time, it would seem. She shrugged and went to the big oak giving it a couple knocks with her staff. "Well ya big brute, let's see what ya have to say for yerself when ya wake up." She said, glancing over her shoulder as she went about collecting acorns to snack on while she waited.
Bunny Intuition:
It was going to be another beautiful day out, she just knew it. She'd risen early to go out and watch the sunrise, find a snack of some sort, and just enjoy another quiet day in the forest. For a bunny, a nice meal and the quiet was all she really wanted. Yes, it got lonely at times but she was tired of living in Fieldlands where so many other bunnies lived, always having to keep an eye out for various predators' that would gladly scoop them up and devour her kind. Subconsciously her humanoid fingers touched the scar above her left luscious breast as she remembered the last Wolfkin that tried to devour her. "No! I'm going to enjoy the day!" Her high pitched voice declared to the edge of the Forest. Her home wasn't far away, a big oak tree where she had burrowed under for the safety of its big deep roots. She may not have the magical powers of many of the Neitherland humanoids but that didn't mean she was without abilities in her own right. Several times it was her intuition that saved her hide and she could run like the wind. Her strong legs were agile and sleek and if worse came to worse she could always alter-form into her little bunny body which she really didn't like to do. It made her feel so vulnerable and weak, but the small frame could hide almost anywhere even with the white fur and black tipped ears. She was smart, cunning, and put into a corner, well... she may not win, but they sure as hell would know that she'd been there. Grinning with a bit of pride she stepped out into the small clearing leaving the safety of the forest behind her so she could see the sunrise. Her long bunny ears shot up, she spun around, something is wrong. Where is that coming from? She panicked as her heart raced and she crouched ready to bolt for home. Her eyes drifted upwards, following the lead of the sensation and high above came a black dot diving right at her! "SQEEEEEAK!" She shrilled. In seconds she had raced across the clearing and back into the safety of the forest. However, she stopped, "Damnit!" she thought, turning back. "I'm done running!" Balling her fist, heart racing, mind telling her to run, she marched back out into the clearing. Ok, not far but still! She was determined to see it. As she watched she noticed the falling creature wasn't flapping one of its wings. She adjusted her sight and zoomed in the best she could, watching as the black dot began to take form... "dragon?" She almost turned back, instincts screaming to flee.. but she stayed. As the dragon came closer she couldn't tell if it was in a power dive or trying to evade something but what would a dragon flee from? They are the biggest creatures in Neitherworld.
Pointing her bunny shaped nose towards the black dragon she narrowed her eyes and started making out its face. "What.. the fuck.. is THAT?!" Something stirred inside her, made her heartache as she made out the masculine bat like face with its body of corded muscles. She only realized too late that she had subconsciously walked further out into the clearing and that ... THING! was headed right for her! That's it! Like a bolt of lightning, she fled into the forest heading for the safety of her burrow. She was so close to home she could see the mighty oak as it came into view. "NO! DAMNIT!" Digging her heels in she skid to a stop and turned back towards the clearing when she heard the sound of saplings and underbrush shattering to something massive.
"NOPE!" She's not stupid. Over the mighty Oak's roots and down the hole she went, stopping just inside the tight entrance while her heart raced with breast heaving with fright. With hands pressing the sides of the entrance she listened and waited for the crashing to stop before she popping her head up to look around. Feeling the energy of something that seemed to call to her, she cautiously left her hole and peeked around the oak. Her heart caught in her throat as her eyes settled on the beast before her. As though being called to him she tossed caution to the wind to step out and move towards the still lying form. She was just about to touch it, when it stirred. "SQEAK!" Off she went, right through the path of destruction, across the field glistening in the rays of the sun as it lifted over the forest canopy. For a second she paused, taking in the beauty of the rising sun before looking over her shoulder at the beast now laying still once again. Shaking off the feeling that should go see if he's dead outside her home she turned to the forest and headed for a safety burrow that she didn't particularly care for but here was defiantly NOT safe.