AnthroLand: Alpha

The Fallen Star

Back at the crash site, several herbivores surrounded the white metallic landing pod. It was like an all-you-can-eat buffet for a carnivore: the hares which were no taller than the average human hip, to gazelles which could be confused for a human in darkness (were it not for their horns), and even large giraffes; a species that had to kneel for a closer look, and still towered over the landing pod.

"<So, this is the thing that came from the sky?>" Asked a male hare. His build was comparable to that of a teenage athlete.

"<WHAT?>" Screamed a male Giraffe from above. Beefier than the hare, but still not much in terms of physical fitness. What he and the hare had in common were a pair of brown pants tailor made to their respective sizes.

"<Whatever was in here last night...>" Says a female Zebra. "<...the Hyenas have it now. Safe to say it's long gone.>" Her upper body wasn't much to look at; it was her lower body that was the star of the show. Her thick and muscly thighs looked like they could kick the head off of anything, yet they still had that feminine smoothness to them. All she wore was a one-piece dress made of brown fibers.

"<You should follow their example, and get going.>" A deep male voice says from behind them; it was a group of Lions, and their noticeably stronger leader stood at the front. They all sported animal fur skirts that mimic the pattern seen on the Giraffe.

"<That is a great idea!>" The hare is the first to run in the opposite direction of the amber furred Lions. Then, the rest of the herbivores follow suit as they stampede the fuck out of there. Some even shove others back in an attempt to save themselves.

Once they were all gone, the leader nods towards the ship; his shiny red mane sways as he does so.

"<Alright, Sauda.>" Says the leader. "<You're up.>"

From behind him emerged a Lioness with dark brown fur all around. Like the Zebra, her lower body was defined, yet feminine.

All of them had a more defined upper body than the rest of the felines in the grasslands. As a female, however, she was shorter and less muscular than her male counterparts.

She adjusted her Giraffe print tube top, and walks towards the pod. She could just barely fit in the entrance, so she had to crouch to enter.

Of course, the males didn't waste the chance to stare at the large butt within her skirt as she entered the pod.

"<What do you see?>" Asked the leader.

"<I...don't know.>" Said Sauda with audible confusion. She takes a look around, but there's not much: a seat in the middle, and a screen to its respective right. '<What is this?>' She taps the LED display, and pokes a hole in it with the tip of her claw upon doing so. "<Oops.>"

"<Be careful!>" Shouts the leader from outside.

"<Sorry!>" At the bottom of the screen is a button. She pushes it, and the screen flashes in her face. "<Ah!>" She hits her head on the ceiling attempting to jump back. "<Ow!>"

"<Sauda!>" The captain rushes to the entrance of the landing pod. "<Are you alright?>"

"<Yeah!>" She was rubbing the top of her furred head. "<I just pushed something, and this rectangular...thing lit up.>"

"<Rectangular thing...?>" He crouches to get a better look. Fortunately for him, Lionesses did not have manes, which allowed for a clear view of the screen.

They flinched when they heard generic corporate music coming from the screen's built-in speakers. The letters "FreeDem" sat in the center of a white screen in a black, sans-serif font.