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Wild Cat (Sheiba and Skyler)

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queensheiba

Super-Earth
Joined
Mar 16, 2011
Kagura sat quietly in her cage against the back wall of the shop, drumming her claws against the floor. She stood up and began pacing back and forth across the small confines, her ears laying flat against the top of her head and her tail twitching with irritation. She counted the steps to herself. Five across to one side, and then back again. After a couple of minutes, she sat down again. She scrapped one of her claws against the metal bottom of the cage, scratching another line into it.

Three days she had been here. Three days of intensive hell. Complete darkness and no space. She knew she hadn't been the easiest of her deceased master's slaves, but did that really mean they had to place her against the back wall? She knew what the slaves against the back wall represented. The undesirables. Those unrulely or old. Those less likely to be bought. So she had killed a couple of the slaves during the capture, was it really her fault? Only an idiot would try to attack a transformed pantheress in her natural habitat.

In the forest, she was queen. She was the silent killer whose snarl made men shiver in there beds. She was the sleek black jungle cat whose might was unmatched on the grand or in the trees. No fool would challange her. And unfortunatly for those who did, death insued. When they brought her back to the store, they had placed her in a cage in the back and covered it in a black sheet, so she was hidden from the world. Had it not been for the sounds of the others outside, she would have thought she had been left alone.

She sighed again and stood back up leaning her forhead against the bars. She had finally been free. For two whole days she had be able to run free of the chains and the damn collar that wouldn't allow her to transform. She had shifted into her panther form and remained until they came for her. And she fought like hell to stay away from them. But of course, back in the cage she went. She let loose an irritated growl and reached up to feel the collar that again hung heavily from her throat. Again she could not change into her other form. Again she was trapped in a human body and in a cage.
 
"Bullshit to you, James. I don't need you, any of you. I QUIT!"
This had been Johnathan's words to his boss and work group not hours ago. He had had just enough of being a social worker. He had a medical degree for God's sake! He deserved a better job. His inheritance allowed him to pull this stunt. He still had a nice home. And could pay for it. He silently blessed his passed father's gambling skills.

Johnathan, though, was nothing like his father. He actually hated that his father was a gambler. Johnathan was much more sophisticated than that. Well, most times, anyways. Johnathan had his hands in his pockets and earbuds in his ears as he walked down the road. He needed a breather from all this crap with job.

The store caught his eye. He stopped in front of it and walked in. At the time, it was fairly empty.
He stepped in and looked around, his eyes roaming about the place. What he saw sort of... disturbed him. He shivered slightly but continued in.
"Anyone here?" he called, trying to find the owner.
 
A small portly man hurried to the door, stopping when he caught sight of the new "customer". He didn't want to show his disappointment. This was one of the more expensive slave auction houses in the city and a private one at this. This man didn't seem like his usually clientel though.

"May I help you sir?" He asked him giving a forced smile. The creatures in the back of his warehouse weren't the ordinary slave offered at the public auction houses. He's merchandise was exotic, hence his low key store front.
 
Johnathan watched the rather portly man walk out from whence he had came. Johnathan nodded.
"Yes. I am looking to... well, how much do you think any of these would cost me?" he asked. "A starting price on...."
He looked around the room, then walked ahead and looked around. Honestly, he hadn't even meant to come in here, but when he saw the girls... well, his dad's side of the family had a weak side for girls. Let's leave it at that.
"That one?" he asked, pointing to Kagura's covered cage.
"That covered one." Johnathan loved surprises. "How much will it cost me?"
 
The auctioneer began going down the prices of his merchandise, starting with the higher priced ones to prove to his that these were out of his price range. When he stopped at Kagura's cage, he gave his first true smile of the night. The woman in the cage was dangerous and beautiful. She was the most expensive thing in the store.

"Ahh this one's price is currently set at $1 Million. She's a rare find." He pulled the sheet off the cage, revealing the woman, resting against the back wall of the cage. She watched them but didn't say anything, simply observing the one that had expressed interest in her.
 
Johnathan whistled softly.
"Damn high price. Must be something real special," he said, smiling softly to her.
"Check, cash, or do you accept credit cards?"
Johnathan smirked. His father's inheritance let him do that. Though Johnathan would be spending half his inheritance here, but he didn't seem to care. He didnt really use it for much other than bills, food, and gas when he couldn't afford it all with his own money, and the occasional vacation.
 
"Yes, she's one of only 5 of her kinda in captivity." He watched her cautiously. She was usually a lot more active then this, especially when buyers were in. She did everything she could to make herself unappealing to new buyers. Why was she so complacent now?

"ARe you interested in purchasing her?" He asked.
 
The auctioneer clapped his hands together, forgetting about the oddly behaving feline behind him.

"Splendid!. I'll go draw up the contract." With that, he turned and walked into his office in the back, leaving Johnathan alone with her.

Kagura stood once the auctioneer was gone and leaned against the front of her cage, her fingers curling around the bars. She stared him in the eyes, her own gold once beautiful and fierce all at the same time.

"Would you like to know the real reason why I was covered with that sheet?" She asked him, never breaking eye contact. "Because it has nothing to do with my rarity."
 
Johnathan watched the man walk off, then shifted his gaze back to Kagura.
"Give me everything you've got," he said with a soft smirk. He was confident that she'd be worth the price.
 
"I killed three men when they tried to get me in cage." She told him, dragging her nails down the bars.

"I am rare, true enough, but I am dangerous. Many wouldn't be me because they didn't trust the subjugation collar to keep me in check. She reached up and ran a finger over the thin black ribbon around her neck.
 
Johnathan watched her, folding his arms across his chest.
"You may be dangerous, but I've seen worse than three."
He smirked softly.
"And just why do you think I'm spending so much money on you, hmm?"
 
She smirked at him, shaking her head no. Something about his attitude she liked. Most rich people were snobby and thought of themselves as brave until she got them under her eyes. They'd squirm and run away. He hadn't even flinched.
 
He leaned forward let his face come right out of her reach, just barely missing touching the front of the cage.
"It gets lonely sometimes... I thought it was about time I got something to fill it..."
How he would fill it he left to her imagination. Beat her senseless to let out frustration? Fuck her raw? Something... more?
"Everyone else here looks like a complete wimp. You, though..."
He smirked and waited for the man to return, returning to a standing posistion.
 
The woman took a step back then, her playful look gone. She bared her fangs and settled against the back of the cage refusing to speak to him any further.

After a moment, the auctioneer came out with paperwork, pausing a moment and giving her a puzzled look. "What is the matter with her?"
 
Johnathan chuckled.
"Nothing is of the matter," he said as the man handed him the paperwork. He looked over the fine text and signed it all.
"There."
 
The Auctineer reviewed the paperwork and smiled.

"Alright, everthing seems to be in order. You have a week to set up thearrangments for payment. That is our return period as well." He pulled a leash from the wall and handed it him before unlocking her cage door.

"Now the collar keeps her in check. You can decide how much you want to use it or not however as you know, law states she must wear it at all times. If she's a personal pet then observe the leash laws."
 
"Mhmm," Johnathan said, walking into the cage. He reached out with one hand to gently caress her cheek, as if to slap it the next moment. But the slap never came, letting his hand slip back to his side. He gently put the leash on her collar. He put it on his wrist and clenched the end gently, but didn't tug her along.
"Come on. We've got a ways to go to get home."
 
She resisted the urge to bit him when he reached out to touch her. Her back was stiff, unsure of his intent or his movements. Once the leash was attached to her collar, she crawled from the cage, standing up and looking at the auctioneer. She leaned towards him, smiling almost viciously and releasing a soft purr.

"It's been a pleasure." She whispered, drawing back again, watching as he trembled beneath her gaze.
 
Johnathan chuckled softly to himself and left with Kagura. He got on the side of the street and did the last thing a rich man would do.
Hail a cab.
"Hey yo taxi!"
--
Johnathan paid the man and got out, now in front of his huge estate. Johnathan undid her leash, but kept a close eye on Kagura as he led her inside.
"Well," he began.
"Rules are simple. Don't go into the basement. Don't screw with things you shouldn't. Otherwise, feel free to explore the house. Sleep wherever. Eat whenever,
just clean up your own mess."
 
Kagura followed closely behind him, not entirely liking the freedom he gave her. His blataant generosity seemed shady to her. What kind of man spent a million dollars on an exotic pet just to let it roam free.

"And why? Why are you doing this?" She asked him, following closely after him.
 
Johnathan rolled his head around his shoulders as he walked into the kitchen.
"Because I have a few things I need to take care of, and I wouldn't want to keep my pet bored, hmm?"
He chuckled softly as he got out some food to cook.
Another odd thing about this rich man. No servants or maids.
He turned on the stove and put a pan on it.
"Hope you don't mind tuna," he joked.
Apparently, he was in a fairly cheery mood. Odd.
His phone rang and he sighed. "Be right back."
---
After fifteen minutes of him raging over the phone on the other side of the house (though it was still a bit audible from where he had told her to stay) Johnathan came back, muttering to himself. Whatever he had been in a good mood for had suddenly changed. He sighed as he took the pan off the stove.
"I'm going to have a friend coming in a half hour. My sister. She's going to be... staying... here for a few days. Best behaviour, okay?"
 
She narrowed her eyes but set back, taking a seat on one of the chairs and watching him cook. This human was strange in many ways, but she really didn't like how friendly he was. Friendly humans always turned out bad. Her last Master had been friendly.... at first. Then he'd started using her as his play thing.

When he left the room she settled in front of the stove, watching the food to make sure it didn't burn. She could have eased dropped on the conversation. She had extremely good hearing, but she decided to let the human have this privacy. She would go along with him until he turned nasty.
 
Johnathan nearly jumped out of his skin as the door bell rang. He finished setting dinner and walked to the front door, opening it. He was glomped by a rather eccentric...
Wait, what the fuck?
Selphe was there, sure, but she had a pair of large.. raven wings? on her back. Her black hair matched them perfectly, and her moon-like eyes shone as she helped Johnathan up, chuckling softly. A quick ruffle of her wings confirmed that they were indeed real.
... So if that was his sister, than what did that make Johnathan.
Selphe smiled softly to Kagura as she walked into the kitchen.
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Selphe," she said.
Johnathan rolled his eyes as he walked in.
"As if the whole world didn't hear you the first time..."
he mumbled.
 
Kagura wasn't entirely sure what to make of it all. The girl was... not human. Which meant that he was either. Though she probably should have found comfort in this fact, her tail bristled and her ears lay flat against her head. She backed away from Slephe and openly growled at her, baring her fangs. She'd only had dealings with a few other non-humans. They had allowed themselves to be twisted and corrupted by the humans they served.
 
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