Venno Rapter ~ A Hellish Series ~

The Hyena Pack Gang (Story 6 - Part 1)

With a Hyena motorcycle pack: 

It was a hot, dry day as a pack of motorcyclists drove down the highway, having travelled all the way from their home town on one side of Hell, having decided to make a move to someplace else. 

There were about seven motorcycles driving along the long stretch of road, the forest terian slowly changing into that of a prairie. 

They were all Hyena demons, about five of them being female while the other seven were males. 

The pack was following just behind their leaders, a married couple with the husband driving, his wife’s arms wrapped around his stomach as he led the group down the long stretch of road. 

Riding just behind them were their four sons, the two eldest sons already married with their wives riding with them while the other two sons had their girlfriends. The other two motorcyclists were the matriarch's father and uncle.  

As the pack continued down the road, the leader noticed that the gauge on his motorcycle telling him how much fuel he had left was nearly empty, causing him to frown in annoyance. 

“Alright pack, next pit stop we’re gonna pull over. Nearly out of gasoline” called the leader, Hank, over the sound of the motorcycle engines. 

“Alright, father” called his eldest son, nodding in agreement. 

They had been driving for hours, so it was expected that they would be running low on gasoline, especially since they had driven nonstop since the last pit stop. 

The pack drove for about thirty more minutes before finally making it to the next pit stop, a gas station store and diner located in the middle of the prairie fields they had been passing by. 

They slowed down, pulling up and slowing to a stop until they were in front of the pumps for refilling vehicles. 

The leader, along with his wife and matriarch of the pack, Hyleena Hyna, both got off the motorcycle and took off their helmets. 

Hyleena was wearing a short, black leather jacket, a pair of dark grey leggings, and a pair of black heeled boots. She had bangs that were a little side swept, dark purple in color.  

Her husband, Hank, was wearing a black jean vest, a white T-shirt, a pair of black jeans and matching black boots. 

The other Hyena demons in the pack were wearing similar outfits, little differences being noted to help them stand out from the others. 

As the others got off their motorcycles, Hyleena rested her hands on her hips. 

“Alright pack, let’s make this quick so we can continue traveling. We still have a long way to go, and we haven't even made it to Pentagram city yet. You know the drill. Margaret, Stella, Amy and Bella, you four go buy some more supplies, mainly food and water. We have a long road ahead of us” said Hyleena, addressing her two daughters-in-law and her two youngest son’s girlfriends. 

“On it” exclaimed Margaret, her eldest son’s wife, saluting. 

The four Hyena demonesses went into the gas station store as Hyleena turned to her four sons, now addressing them. 

“Alright boys, you fill up the motorcycles with your father while me, my uncle and father head into the diner to see how much further we are from Pentagram city. We’re only going to be passing through for maybe a day or two before continuing on our way to Dry Skull Valley” said the matriarch of the pack, crossing her arms. 

“Sure thing, mom” said her second eldest son, the others nodding in agreement. 

Hyleena then turned to her husband, giving him a quick kiss.