My Fated Ones

Winston

At the edge of the river lay the white tiger beastmen in his beast form winding down from his latest hunt . He took his annual leave from Beast City earlier this year, The month long break is now the only joy he has in life . Four whole weeks of relief from the constant looks of fear and disdain he receives. His soul worn from longing for a mate , a female to hold and give him cubs the quiet life desires as seasons pass seems the stuff of dreams . His a strong beastmen yet for the scar on his face, has branded him as an undesirable his only prospects now to to be a guardian beast . The thought of which makes him shudder , nearly all females his encountered, make him repulsed at the idea of being no better than a slave to them just for a place to call home . At least he has work to do for the city it helps distract him and gives him a chance to travel, hopefully stumbling across a female of his own .

With a yawn and stretch, he raises his powerful form up , his rested enough it getting late, and the sky is darking looks like a storm is brewing . He has a simple home he keeps an hours travel from here for when hunts down colossal , a past time he enjoys for the challenge. As Tetra marked beastmen, there's not much that truly challenges his strength anymore .
Slowly, he begins to make his way to the place that he calls home for the next month, contemplating if he should hunt for meat along the way .

The sky begins to rumple a flash of light passes he winched, waiting for a loud cracking , that lighting strike seems to close for comfort. Yet it didn't come , he paused and squinted his eyes in the direction the light came . A gust of wind caressed his coat he chuffed at the sensation and squinted his eyes further . Suddenly, his brain registers a new scent one foreign to himself. It's not pray nor does it smell of beastmen his familiar with this Forrest, and it's not any plant matter . Curiosity wins the best of him he turns and heads towards wind carried the scent from.

Making his way through the thick underbrush, the scent is getting stronger its a calming smell if he had to describe it , it would be the scent of newly bloomed flowers after a sunshower . Warm yet gentle , peasantly surprised he finds the source of it seems to be a small female . She's lying down in a small crater in the Forrest floor . He lifts his head and sniffed the air to find any other scent in the area to indicate the presence of anyone other than them , nothing . Looking back upon the delightful little one again, her breath is soft and even indicating she's simply sleeping . He let's out a curt chuff , angered that she's unprotected and completely defenceless in a vulnerable state .

Cautiously, he steps out from his cover painstakingly, making his way closer watching for any signs of her waking or stress . Once in the hole beside her he can fully see her features, she's stunning surely a female as beautiful as herself has many beastmen yet where are they !. Her long hair the same shade of white as his spread out amongst leaves , small face adorned with cute nose and full pink lips that once he gazes open them bring a blush to his ears at the thought of how they would feel against his own . His eyes travel down her to insure there are no injuries or mate marks . Her clothes are different, unlike any his seen in travels unsure of any tribes that wear anything similar. He couldn't help note her figure ... she's small ! , shorter than most females, yet her breasts are fuller . Her cloth has risen, exposing her snow white thighs just shy of her female garden , his breathing suddenly stagnated heat travel throughout his body thoughts of mating her run rampant. He quickly averts his his and shakes out the images in his head.

He begins to ponder the best corse of action , does he try to wake her or shift and carry her home . Either way, regardless of how he proceeds, she's going to be scared. Most females are at the sight of him if not, they're simply trying to belittle him or seduced by the prospects of power . While occupied with this inner debate he failed to notice the pair of crystal blue eyes gazed upon him .



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