November 29, 2002

Swift paws carried a bold soul through the woods of the land. Fur ruffled through the oncoming wind caused by the speed at which he ran. A strong onyx cord trailed behind that was the tail attached to the base of the stealthy feline's spine. Velvety ears stood forwards upon his noble head as his gigantic paws came to a tumbling stop, eyeing a shadowy figure ahead. His gorgeous golden eyes sparkled, the diamond-pattern seeming to revolve around his pupil as it dilated in interest. His dry nose flared and retracted, attempting to catch a hint of scent upon the air. The tip of the thick tail twitched as all of the sensory whiskers crowning his muzzle were set forwards. His hips touched the ground as he sat upon his haunches, examining the figure affront with great interest. Claws carved into the warm earth as those prying eyes bore into the figure of the .

Gently the breeze ruffled the tannish-gold coat of the magnificent femme. Her black tail-tip twitched with curiosity as her head canted upwards stalking a nearby bird. Enormous paws padded against the ground with great ease, paying no attention to anything around her of course. In the distance was another feline, though a different breed that was bounding with all of his might for some unknown reason. Concentration lost, her head turned in the direction of the snapping twigs and rustling leaves. Through the evening mist and thick trees she could make out a figure. Another feline perhaps? Indeed. Her weight shifted nervously from one hip to the next, claws kneading the ground where she stood. She considered the male a threat, for he seemed to be the same size, but stronger of course.

A rumbling purr rolled out from his throat as he stood, black, sleek, passionate. Slowly he strolled over to her, sitting again upon his haunches about 4 feet from her attractive stature. His tail curled and uncurled as his sparkling eyes roamed over her body. From her face, down her chest, to her rounded thighs and slinky tail, he enjoyed it all.

In response to his perching affront of her, she realized that he was not a threat. A few paces were taken and she walked up to his masculine body and rubbed the side of her feline face against his massive chest. Her shoulder blades soon followed, with the rest of her back not far behind. As well, her hips ran across the same area, but this time something else followed besides her tail. The tip of her own cord-like tail flicked across his muzzle, giving him a taste of her strong scent.

His glittering eyes closed and the purr became stronger. As she crossed in front of his body and seductively passed, his left forepaw rose up and ran along her spine, coaxing her to stay against him. This didn't work, as soon he got a sharply-flirtatious flick of her tail. The flick in itself caused a lump in his stomach. Quite a specimen, they would become quite close, he could feel it now.

A soft giggle erupted from the puma's throat as she began to bound into the other direction, tail held high in excitement with pounding paws creating a rhythm. Broken from his trance, the panther soon took off in the direction in which she ran. He'd just stumbled upon something wonderful, and wasn't about to let it go out from his strong grasp. He could hear her chuckling, and this only caused a smirk across muzzle. She darted off to the side and around a few trees making his task harder to uphold. He stopped in his tracks, and took a few deep breaths.

The chuckles started to become distant, and his velvety ears dropped in sadness. He'd lost her. His tail touched the ground, and his entire frame slumped. The trees seemed to laugh in his face, and the birds to chirp without a care. He turned back to where they had first met one another, and slowly began to walk. He contemplated what he must've done wrong, and continued his tread.

This didn't last long though, that very same cougress bounded down from a limb of a nearby tree and landed square in front of him, before he had time to react, she leapt right into his face and knocked him hard onto his back. Her large paws that helped her with climbing held his body into the ground. A grin plastered itself across her muzzle and she chuckled once again.

He stared up into her silvery-blue splashed eyes with a slight green tinge, and couldn't help but smile as the words fluently rolled from his tongue, "Your mistake milady." With his gently spoken statement, he proceeded to place up paws up upon her muscular frame, and push. This was performed quite quickly, and soon the roles were reversed. He now was atop of her, gazing down into the oculars that seemed to drown him.

Gingerly, her tongue crept from her muzzle and brushed against the underpart of his chin. She smiled, and gently purred, "Looks like you caught me milord. My name is Catalia, and yours?" Her plushed cheeks seemed to become a rouge as she blushed. So she was very embarrassed because of the situation that she now got herself into, but that was all right, he wasn't going to do anything course not!