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Le Furious Flurry
———Old Snuh Den Description———
You walk to a rocky cave and the ground gets noticeably chillier under your toes. As you approach the entrance, the air gets colder too. Your breath comes out in misty puffs once your head peeks inside. It’s far darker inside the cave than it was outside. Even your lion eyes need to adjust for a moment.
The entrance feels quite lengthy, yet a bit of a tight fit. It was probably purposely picked out to keep the cold in. By the time your whole body is squeezed inside— past the hard, frigid rocks— your eyes have adjusted.
You don’t like what you see. (Or do you?)
An angry white-splotched lioness with a red snout and undersides. The top of her red muzzle curled with fury, baring her white lips and pointy teeth. You were too busy watching them move to register the fact they were a threat directed at you.
W H A P
The lioness smacks you, claws out, in the neck. It hurts, but it doesn’t bleed badly. It does, however, make your legs give out for a moment. You are now crouched submissively below this furious gal. She makes sure of it.
“Stop right there!” The lioness growls lowly. As her ears pin back, they cause the metal against her cheeks to jostle.
There’s metal all over her body, actually. How did you not notice it before? Or hear it clinging and clattering everywhere?
Right! You should state your reason for being here and you do.
The lioness tuts and stops snarling, still looking quite PO’d, though. “Okay, you can look around. No touchy unless mood boosting or I see a stud pass on you. Or you’re booted out.” She cracks her paws.
Hey, who did she take you for? And wait, what kind of visitors was this place used to...?!
As you peruse, you see it’s just a chilly expanse of cave with soft white pelts for bedding. Most of the lions are shades of white, light blue, and pink. Some seem eager to talk, others just go back to napping or grooming their young cubs.
You behave yourself and don’t touch any lionesses, nor do they touch you. Near the entrance, Flurry the self-appointed cave guard sits with her bad case of RBF. As a reward for your good behavior, she doesn’t smack your butt as you leave. But you know she thought about it...
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You’re chilling in the sun, and suddenly Sister Flurry runs by screaming and laughing. What on earth…? Are all cubs tiny nutbars?
As you walk up to her, Sister Flurry stares at you intently. She awaits a greeting, and does not return one until you have given exactly 6 nuzzles and a lick to ply her with..
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