Despite his father's best attempts to curve his hunger for pouncing and frolicking in the fur and feathers of his prey there were moments when Neko couldn't fight his cravings. Was there remorse? Sometimes. When it was a familiar of a Soquili or perhaps after he found out it was the parent of a litter of young, but for the occasional chickadee or fish swimming up stream he didn't care to shed an ounce of pride. He was proud of his gifted paws but didn't use them for malicious gain in power. He just liked to use what was given to him. This was one of those moments. Here he was kneading over the stripped bones of his recent meal. His eyes were thin slits, squeezed tighter shut as he grinned that wicked grin that seemed almost permanent on his expression. He was in such a leisure that not even the cracking of twigs from an oncoming stranger could pull him from his blissful full state.
Etai Aijou is prancing about as she is in a good mood. She is out gathering things that the herd she belongs too is in need of. But even when out to do her job as it is. She always finds the time to play about. So still prancing her happy go lucky self about the area as she then soon comes to a stop looking at a stallion.. But What was this. The stallion had tails.. Yes TAILS.. Two of them.. Her own two tails flicked in a happy motion after all this mare has a tail fetish bigger then life it's self. She smirks as she watches this stallion's tails more then him as a whole. Oh how she was in heaven right now just allowing her eyes to knock onto his two tails.
They were so pretty. The best thing she has seen in a long time. Everyone besides her familiar around her only has one tail.. Be it a non hair tail or a hair tail.. So boring in her book so right now she was in a state of bliss to the point she might not realize if another started talking to her
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