katalynn
Playing with demons
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It was a beautiful day out with the sun warming up to welcome spring after a long winter. A perfect day for hunting and stretching out her lazy limbs after sleeping for a few days. After a couple of hours, she became bored with tracking and nothing really interesting came out of it. Despite being hungry, she came up to an isolated hot spring and decided to take a little bath. After being the den all winter, a bath did sound wonderful right about now. The hot springs felt wonderful and as she soaked, time had slipped passed by and next thing she knew, her day was coming to an end.
Mayna slipped out of the lake cussing to herself while searching for what few items she had and realized they were not where she put them. She could careless about the most of the items, they were replaceable. Her biggest concern was her bow. It was very valuable to her, she hand crafted it herself and it was made from one of her favorite type of wood, purple heart. Mayna would be lost without her bow!
Once she managed to track it down, the surrounding area felt like a trap, deep down in her guts she knew it was a trap. Yet, no matter how careful she was in retrieving her things, her world still went black. There was no indication of how much time had passed, if she had to guess, it had to of been at least two days, at the very least. There voices in the air, gruff and deep sounding, sounded as if they were arguing over something. Mayna heard the word "little kitty" and soon realized they were talking about her, they had come to consider that she is a very rare breed.
The snow leopards of her kind have been hunted down to the point of near extinction. In fact, no one knew if there were anymore left, let alone with bright blue eyes like hers. Fur white as snow with a hint of blue leopard markings hidden within the white. Had the skills to turn into a full leopard or if she so chose to do, become a fully human (which was very rare that she chose to). More often than not, she remained half an half. She loved the beautiful form of the female humans, yet also loved her fur and other aspects of the leopard to be one or the other.
In this case however, it felt like she was trapped between transition as if her shifting power had been sealed. She had the human body covered in a soft thin layer of fur, her leopard ears twitched, a very thick and bushy tail and her nails were claws. The only thing that was covering her naked body was her long white hair that flowed down to her knees and it was finer than silk.
The creatures that held her captive were speaking in a tongue she barely knew, only able to make out a few words here and there.
"No Spoiling......... must keep pure"
"Little kitty..... .. high value..... sell"
"No sell...... Little kitty..... display.... trophy....
"ahhh.... yes..... she kitten is our prize"
They both laughed while looking at her waking up.
"Little kitten........ wake... now..."
"Just in time.... slave..... to open."
Mayna didn't like being called little kitten, though she didn't put up a fight because she was still groggy from the drug they shot her with. Worse of all she didn't like not knowing what they were talking about.
Slave? Spoil? Open? Open what?!?!
All of this was making her mind race. Meanwhile, her arms were tied above her head and her legs were spread apart, tied to the cage as well for all and any to see. They had noticed that her hair was covering her good parts, so they reached in the cage with a lingering touch and slowly, very slowly pulled her hair back.
"No spoil" he whispered, as if reminding himself he couldn't touch her in certain ways. Mayna did groggily try to struggle within her bindings and pull away from his touch, it did her no good. She couldn't get a good look at what her handlers look like since the drug they used made her vision blurry until it wore off more.
"No fight little kitten..... You be trained soon"
and he walked off to get the slave market started for the day....
"Trained? Trained for what?"
Fear started to show in her bright blue eyes....
Mayna slipped out of the lake cussing to herself while searching for what few items she had and realized they were not where she put them. She could careless about the most of the items, they were replaceable. Her biggest concern was her bow. It was very valuable to her, she hand crafted it herself and it was made from one of her favorite type of wood, purple heart. Mayna would be lost without her bow!
Once she managed to track it down, the surrounding area felt like a trap, deep down in her guts she knew it was a trap. Yet, no matter how careful she was in retrieving her things, her world still went black. There was no indication of how much time had passed, if she had to guess, it had to of been at least two days, at the very least. There voices in the air, gruff and deep sounding, sounded as if they were arguing over something. Mayna heard the word "little kitty" and soon realized they were talking about her, they had come to consider that she is a very rare breed.
The snow leopards of her kind have been hunted down to the point of near extinction. In fact, no one knew if there were anymore left, let alone with bright blue eyes like hers. Fur white as snow with a hint of blue leopard markings hidden within the white. Had the skills to turn into a full leopard or if she so chose to do, become a fully human (which was very rare that she chose to). More often than not, she remained half an half. She loved the beautiful form of the female humans, yet also loved her fur and other aspects of the leopard to be one or the other.
In this case however, it felt like she was trapped between transition as if her shifting power had been sealed. She had the human body covered in a soft thin layer of fur, her leopard ears twitched, a very thick and bushy tail and her nails were claws. The only thing that was covering her naked body was her long white hair that flowed down to her knees and it was finer than silk.
The creatures that held her captive were speaking in a tongue she barely knew, only able to make out a few words here and there.
"No Spoiling......... must keep pure"
"Little kitty..... .. high value..... sell"
"No sell...... Little kitty..... display.... trophy....
"ahhh.... yes..... she kitten is our prize"
They both laughed while looking at her waking up.
"Little kitten........ wake... now..."
"Just in time.... slave..... to open."
Mayna didn't like being called little kitten, though she didn't put up a fight because she was still groggy from the drug they shot her with. Worse of all she didn't like not knowing what they were talking about.
Slave? Spoil? Open? Open what?!?!
All of this was making her mind race. Meanwhile, her arms were tied above her head and her legs were spread apart, tied to the cage as well for all and any to see. They had noticed that her hair was covering her good parts, so they reached in the cage with a lingering touch and slowly, very slowly pulled her hair back.
"No spoil" he whispered, as if reminding himself he couldn't touch her in certain ways. Mayna did groggily try to struggle within her bindings and pull away from his touch, it did her no good. She couldn't get a good look at what her handlers look like since the drug they used made her vision blurry until it wore off more.
"No fight little kitten..... You be trained soon"
and he walked off to get the slave market started for the day....
"Trained? Trained for what?"
Fear started to show in her bright blue eyes....