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A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

White-wolf

White-wolf

Probably drawing something
Joined
Sep 20, 2013
Location
Art Hell
(This is a monster hunter AU inspired RP)

As usual checking the boards and checking the village was the normal task of any hunter, even after years of servitude Zirra still remained here. And in years that was about a century worth since she stopped aging once she got to 19, unlike the rest of the hunters she possessed the strange ability to take on the form of whatever she wished. She could become a monster, another human, or perhaps something in between there was no limit to what she could really do if she had the energy to burn.

Today she found herself with a rather easy-and well paying task, apparently some town elder was really desperate for some herbs. Nothing could really go wrong since most of the other hunters would rather take on other tasks than to mess with her...

Or at least MOST of them wouldn't mess with her since she had recently discovered that perhaps she wasn't the only 'monster-blooded' creature around here. And for her sake she would likely have to step her game up a notch if there really was a new one.
 
A roar split the sky as she was searching for herbs, A gendrome and it's pack leaping down from a ledge above, swiftly spreading to surround the huntress. They hissed and swiped at the air, slowly closing in until one of the genprey leapt towards her, claws flexed, aiming to cut her with paralyzing venom.
 
As she searched for herbs she soon herd the familiar call of an angry and territorial Gendrome. For the most part she was used to dealing with this things as she drew out her dual blades which where custom carved by herself and where attached to her arms for better use. Once they surrounded her she quickly swiped at the one who jumped instinctively, slashing part of it's neck and stomach open before facing the others with an angry look in her eye.
 
He crashed to the ground, kicking an gurgling as life left his body. The rest hissed, coming all at once, four genprey with their leading hanging back, two jumping, the other two charging her head on.
 
To anyone watching it was clear that she didn't get her rank for just anything. Clearly she was as skilled as she was dangerous since she started to rapidly spin and slash in all directions at the pack. Those who leaped would meet a similar fate to the dead one as their exposed stomachs became slashed. And for the one's that charged only one of them, seemed to charge into her as the other got it's face slashed with a long cut before it got close enough.
 
As the furious slashes slowed and the pack lay dead, the Gendrome leapt for an opening, cutting her with claws soaked in paralytic venom.
 
She let out a low hiss of pain as the drome's claws dug into her flesh and she started to feel the paralysis begin to set in as her body started to feel heavy. However it would soon become clear that taking her down would be a hard task as she started to concentrate on her blood, changing it so that the paralysis would cure faster. However it soon became clear that the Drome would see it's last as she shoved her blade right into it's chest with a low groan of annoyance. "Serves you right..."
 
It's teeth sank into her shoulder as her blade was buried into his chest, giving a heavy dose of venom as he shuddered and died. Not enough to kill her, with her altered blood, but she'd be unable to move for a bit. (And all the more open to whatever else happened by.)
 
She seemed to be quite annoyed as she remained in place after the drome pack's death. She seemed to be forced to stay in place for a while as she sat down with her legs crossed and her blades close at hand. Well eventually she would snap out of it in a minute or two...

But most hunters and creatures would likely know to keep away from Zirra the terrible.
 
The ground rumbled, a Cephadrome bursting up from below her, Sending her immobile from sprawling to the ground, blades just out of reach. He was over her, growling and panting, somehow viewing her as a viable mate.
 
"Oh come on..." She she seemed to growl as she started to regain some of her movement...a bit rigid but it was better than nothing as she rolled onto her feet. This time concentrating as she slowly started to grow green scales on her arms and her usual orange eyes became a bit more yellow. She let out a loud threatening Rathian call as she now stood as a hybrid in between that of a human and a Rathian. Well surely most monsters or hunters would usually run to the hills once they actually saw a shiftier show off their true ability. And with her new sharp claws her swords where no longer the only problem.
 
His thick sheathed member was visible below him, a thick scent filling the air. He lunged quite suddenly, knocking her to the ground and pinning her, his swelling, pointed orange member rubbing against her sex.
 
She was used to this but she did find it annoying as the Cephadrome appeared to be pretty darn desperate. Clearly she would have smelled like a Rathian now and in most cases her appearance and ability had only attracted Rathalos for as long as she could remember and they weren't exactly gentle neither...but this was different. She started to struggle under the creature, clearly not accepting his advances as he didn't seem to care the species difference at all. "Oh great not this again..." She seemed to mutter as she struggled upon feeling his tip rubbing against her sex.
 
More of his slick orange shaft spread out from his sheath as he thrust in, the entire length having an almost scaly texture to the throbbing hot flesh. He groaned, leaned over her, pumping his hips to fill her with his length.
 
She continued to struggle as she could feel his hot shaft slide out of his sheath and part into her as the beast thrust into her.

"Hey how dare you!" She seemed to argue as she suddenly trembled at the hard feeling in between her legs. Well that was one thing that sucked about shape shifting. No matter what there was never any clothes involved since she could just manipulate the armor into parts of her body and make it look like normal armor when really...it wasn't. And now she was being impaled by a large monster shaft...again.
 
He growled in pleasure, his long shaft penetrating deeply into her womb. Were she human she be torn and bleeding by now, but he fit this form quite well. His cock swelled and pulsed as he drove into her, the texture becoming more pronounced, stimulating her inner walls.
 
Well lucky for her she could survive doing this with a monster since she had been caught of guard by one or two Rathalos back in the past...and they weren't gentle neither. And she had learned that once they started stopping them was impossible once they decided to mate. So with a low sigh she just remained under the drome as he sawed himself in and out of her with ease.
 
He began to thrust faster, spurting out hot precum, nearing his climax inside of her. He seemed quite pent up, driving in harshly as he came, pumping thick orange sperm into her womb in long jets, relaxed and utterly open to attack.
 
She seemed annoyed as he continued to pump in and out of her with quite some fervor. Already she could feel him beginning to leak into her as he appeared to have come. However as he did he appeared to have grown open so she lunged forwards her Rathian fangs digging into his neck. Blood pooling in her mouth as she started to shake violently.
 
He jerked back in surprise and he spilled his seed into her, causing his throat to be torn open violently, blood pouring forth. He scrambled for a moment before collapsing atop her, his spurts of cum halting as the last of his life left with a shuddering gurgle.
 
As her fangs dug deep into his throat he seemed to jerk as his seed shot desperately inside of her. As he pulled back the creature appeared to seal his own fate as he eventually fell with a gurgle and she wiggled out from under him with a sigh. Her tail swiveling around a bit.
 
More roar rang out in the air, monsters being attracted to the blood and the lustful scents in the hot air.
 
Well it wasn't over as she heard some sounds in the distance and as she concentrated yet again she generated some wings on her back and took to the air, Heading back to the village with a bag full of herbs. Mission complete...and a close call.

For now that is.
 
A guild girl ran to her when she returned. "P-please, come quickly, there's an urgent mission for you." She panted, obviously having run a significant distance to reach her.
 
Upon arriving t was clear that today would be a busy day as she left her loot and followed the girl as she switched back to a human. "Alright." She said while running back to the base as fast as she could.
 
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