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

It was a quest for a Stygian Zinogre, threatening the nearby villages. The beast had already razed a town to the ground, and was heading for another.
 
"Well then I can see the urgency..." She said in a not so amused tone as she signed herself up and quickly went to gather her supplies. However this time she actually went with her more trusty swords that would remain attached to her body no matter what.

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The tundra was as usual, cold and somehow filled with life as she made her way through the frozen landscape...tracking down her newest target.
 
Red thunder crashed from the skies, pained monster cries ringing out over the hills. The Zinogre was hunting.
 
Well her tracking would sure be easy, since the creature was bleeding from some scrapes that it received for it's prey and this one would make a good form. So without much hesitation the moment she spotted a puddle and some stray black scales she dipped her hand in the blood and licked off a few drops. It was salty but it would do as she concentrated and shifted into her new form. Black and red scales beginning to form as she looked around and swiveled her tail a bit. She took a hybrid guise since it was easier to handle and she would be tougher to take down.

Now to find her next victim.
 
The first thing she would encounter would be a small crowd of velociprey, scavenging a charred, badly clawed Velocidrome corpse.
 
The moment she caught sight of some smaller dromes she knew that she may as well give them the message to not mess with her. So as she inhaled she let out at thunderous roar which was a treat call in Zinogre language. Odds are they would take off running so that she could continue her search.
 
She grinned sheepishly in victory as she continued forwards, hopefully there would be no more problems for the shape shifter anymore. She continued forwards, heaving to the cave area in the Thundra.
 
She slowly sneaks behind the feeding Stygian Zinogre and once she gets onto a high ledge she looks closely before taking a leap and landing on it's back as she takes a hold of it. Her weapon in hand.
 
He roars, shaking her violently off with an outburst of electricity,leaping swiftly around to face his attacker.
 
She growled as her claws dig into his back as she dares not to let go. As electricity started to fly off the black Zinogre she seemed to not like it so much as even in her hybrid form she could feel it but it wasn't lethal. Once he'd be able to see her she would let out a low warning growl.
 
As she held on to it's back she seemed to have trouble holding onto the monster any longer. The more it bucked the more her claws would loose their grip and she would soon find herself flying into the nearest wall with a loud thud.
 
The beast growled, slowly approaching her, but seemed to be treating this as almost a sort of mating dance.
 
She seemed to slowly prepare to attack the black Zinogre with caution, she didn't seem to notice anything strange as she prepared for a second strike.
 
His thick musk filled the air, the beast definately taking this as a mating fight, his sheath visibly swollen as he slowly approached.
 
The moment his musk hit her now sensitive nose she seemed to freeze...Oh not again. She recalled this happening a few times as the Rathalos had done her the same and she could do nothing to stop it as her mind was now clouded and what would happen next was out of her power. She'd let out a low growl as she would go on her fours and sniff the air cautiously as he would be allowed to approach her, and if he took the offer then she would slowly move her long black tail to the side for the obvious.
 
His thick member slid into view, quite different from the last. A thick shaft a deep crimson flesh, somewhere between feline and canine, covered in tiny, stimulating barbs, with a thick, heavily veined knot at his base. He moved over her, thrusting a few times before finding her passage, fitting easily into her semi-feral sex.
 
It didn't take long for the black Zinogre to take her offering and soon took to claiming her after as he thrust a few times before hitting his mark. As expected despite being a half Zinogre at the moment her body perfectly accommodated his as his member slid perfectly into her tight depths. She let out a few pleased and accepting growls as she clawed the floor and lifted her leg up a bit to give him a deeper reach... For now she was all feral.
 
He pulled back, roughly scraping her inner walls before thrusting deeper into her, his thick, hot cock already tapping on her bestial cervix.
 
She groaned as her back arched a bit, much like last time with her accidental encounter with an azure Rathalos she couldn't control herself. So all she could do was ride it out as she let out a low his and backed up her hips to encourage him to go further, her body was basically aching for him to go further. And the noises she was making was likely music to his ears since she was letting out a low accepting grumble.
 
He growled in pleasure, slicking her inner walls with hot precum, his member's barbs flaring inside her, dragging over her perfectly tight inner walls, pulling in just the right ways to set the feral part of her body off.
 
She let out a low whimper as his soft barbs stuck into her and started to drag and build some friction inside of her. She moved under him a bit as she better positioned herself so that his paws could grasp her waist as he mounted her. her hips suddenly jerking backwards with a pleased as she took him into her balls deep.
 
He howled in pleasure, sinking his throbbing knot into the hybrid, humping and swelling as he prepared to fill the woman with seed.
 
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