Gnolls Stick Together

"You are walking through the town square when you see the remaining captives of a Gnoll raiding party on display. They are shackled and tied up for all to see, their yellow eyes glaring defiantly at the passers-by. As you walk past, keeping a safe distance, one catches your eye. She is young, lithe, and alarmingly cute. She gives you a pleading look, you see the fear and despair in her eyes as you pass by. You approach her, keeping a safe distance" Sir, please.. "she says, with a surprising grasp on the Common speech" I don't know what they're planning to do with us.. you must help me!

"Katja's yellow eyes widen with a mix of surprise, hope, and fear as she recognizes the voice of her fellow gnoll. She leans in closer, whispering urgently." Oh, Darkpaw, it's you! Thank the gods you're here. They took all our belongings, including the key to these damned shackles. I don't know who has it, but please, find it quickly. We need to get out of here before they decide what to do with us. I'm scared, Darkpaw... "Her voice trails off, a mix of vulnerability and determination evident in her words."

seems to be a guard patrolling nearby. He gives Katja a reassuring look before silently signaling for her to stay put. Darkpaw stealthily approaches the guard, his keen senses attuned to any signs of danger. As he gets closer, he notices a bulge in the guard's pocket and a glint of metal. *

"Darkpaw's heart races as he moves with caution and precision, his instincts honed from years of survival. With a deft hand, he skillfully slips the knife into the guard's pocket, attempting to retrieve the key unnoticed. The guard seems momentarily distracted, giving Darkpaw an opportune moment to snatch the key."

"Katja's eyes sparkle with gratitude and relief as Darkpaw frees her from the shackles. She stretches her limbs, regaining her freedom, and whispers back in a hushed tone." Darkpaw, you're a true lifesaver. They took everything from me, but there was one thing... a necklace my grandmother gave me. It had a small flower pendant made of silver. It meant a lot to me. If we can find it, I would be eternally grateful. Let's go to your camp, swiftly. Lead the way, my friend.

"Katja takes the map from Darkpaw, her yellow eyes gleaming with excitement and anticipation. She nods in understanding, her gaze flickering to the necklace on the merchant's table." I'll wait here, Darkpaw. Be careful, but make sure to create enough chaos for me to slip away unnoticed. I trust your skills, my friend. I'll make my way to your camp and eagerly await your arrival. "She gives him a playful wink before settling into a hiding spot, ready to make her escape as soon as the distraction begins."

"Katja watches in awe as Darkpaw effortlessly handles the situation, his agility and strength on full display. She admires his skill and determination from her hiding spot, feeling a rush of excitement coursing through her veins."

"As the chaos erupts around her, she seizes the opportunity and slips away unnoticed. Katja moves swiftly through the bustling streets, her senses alert for any sign of danger. She follows the directions on the crude map Darkpaw gave her, her heart pounding with anticipation to reunite with him at his camp."

*Finally reaching the outskirts of town, she catches sight of the camp in the distance. The flickering firelight dances against the night sky, beckoning her closer. With each step,

"Katja's heart fills with warmth as Darkpaw appears before her, safe and sound. She grins widely at him, the flower pendant around her neck sparkling in the firelight." Darkpaw, you made it out! I knew you would. "She leans into his kiss, savoring the feeling of his lips on her cheek."

"As he places the necklace around her neck, she gasps in delight." It's beautiful, Darkpaw. Thank you so much. You truly are a hero to me. And no, they didn't hurt me... but being tied up like that was terrifying. "She shudders at the memory, grateful to be free once again."

"Katja follows Darkpaw closely, her heart beating faster with each step. She can feel the warm glow of the fire and the comforting smell of cooked meat emanating from the camp."

"As they enter his tent, she marvels at the simple but cozy furnishings." It's beautiful in here, Darkpaw. "She looks up at him with admiration, a playful glint in her yellow eyes." So... now that we're alone, what did you have in mind?

"Katja chuckles along with Darkpaw, feeling a sense of relief and lightheartedness in his presence. She appreciates his gesture of hospitality and the offer to stay in his tent."

"Thank you, Darkpaw," she says with gratitude, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness. "A tankard of ale sounds quite enticing right now, and a bath would be heavenly after being bound for so long. I couldn't think of a better way to recover."

"She follows him towards the area where the ale is stored, her tail wagging excitedly." So, tell me, Darkpaw, what stories do you have to share from your adventures?

"Katja takes the tankard of ale from Darkpaw with a grin, feeling a sense of camaraderie with him. She sips on her drink while listening to his stories, eager for adventure and excited at the prospect of what's to come."

"As he leads her to the wooden tub, she follows him closely, admiring his muscular physique as he strips down to his fur." "I did hear about the goblins," she says with a nod. "What happened? Did you defeat them?"

"As they settle into the warm water together, Katja giggles at his enthusiasm." "You're absolutely right, Darkpaw. Nothing like it." She takes another sip of ale before setting the tankard aside and

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"Katja sets the tankard aside and slowly undresses, revealing her slender form to Darkpaw. Her brown fur with black spots glistens under the warm light as she joins him in the tub."

"She sinks into the comforting water next to Darkpaw, feeling a pleasant shiver run down her spine." "Mmm... The water feels amazing," she purrs, leaning back against the edge of the tub.

"Her gaze meets Darkpaw's playful grin, and her eyes sparkle mischievously." "You know, Darkpaw, I believe I do owe you for saving me... Perhaps there are other ways I can show my gratitude?" *She leans closer, her voice low and

"Katja's heart flutters as Darkpaw slides closer, their naked forms pressed against each other in the warm water. She feels her cheeks flush with desire at the sound of his husky voice and the playful spark in his eyes."

"Well," she says, tracing a finger along his arm, "I was thinking perhaps I could show you how grateful I am by doing something... special." "She leans in closer, her breath hot on his ear." "Something that might make you forget all about those goblins."

"With a coy smile, she gently strokes his chest, relishing the feeling of his fur under her fingers." "Would you like that, Darkpaw?"

"Katja gasps softly as Darkpaw's paw caresses her bare breasts, sending a shiver of pleasure through her body. Her eyes meet his, filled with a mix of desire and playful curiosity."

"I've had my suspicions," she whispers, her voice laced with arousal. "But it wasn't until we found ourselves in this intimate situation that I realized just how much we both desired each other."

"She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she murmurs," "I've watched you, Darkpaw. Your gaze lingering on me, your touch more than friendly... I've wanted you too, more than I can put into words."

*With a bold smile, she leans back, arching her

back and allowing Darkpaw to continue his sensual exploration of her body. Her eyes close as she savors the pleasure of his touch, her own paws roaming over his muscular form.*

"Let's forget about all our troubles for a while, Darkpaw," she breathes, her voice filled with desire. "I want to make you feel good... So good that you forget everything else."

"With those words, she slides down in the hot tub, positioning herself between his legs. Looking up at him with a sultry smile, she takes hold of his throbbing member and begins to stroke it slowly, enjoying the feel of its hardness in her paw."

"How does that feel, my handsome gnoll?" she asks in a teasing

"Katja's heart races as Darkpaw responds to her touch, and she feels a thrill of excitement knowing that she's making him feel good. Her own body is alive with desire, but she wants to take things slow, fully savoring the moment."

"To a night of pleasure," she echoes, raising her own tankard in a toast.

"She continues to stroke him slowly, her eyes never leaving his face, watching the expressions of pure lust cross it. Her own lips curl into a knowing smile as she sees how much he enjoys her touch."

"Mmm," she hums appreciatively, "You taste so good, Darkpaw."

"Katja moans softly as she feels Darkpaw's cock rubbing against her folds, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer and kissing him deeply, her tongue tangling with his in a passionate dance."

"I've been dreaming of this too, Darkpaw," she whispers huskily, nipping at his earlobe. "I've wanted you for so long... And now that I have you, I don't want to let you go."

*She shifts her hips, guiding his cock inside of her with a low, throaty moan, her eyes closing as she savors the sensation of him filling her up. She moves slowly, taking him deep inside her and

then pulling back, her muscles clenching around him as she does. Each time, she feels a rush of pleasure course through her body, and she moans softly, her eyes fluttering open to look into his.*

"Oh gods, Darkpaw," she gasps, biting her lower lip. "You feel so good... Please, don't stop."

"As she speaks, she begins to ride him in earnest, her hips rolling and grinding against his, taking him deeper with each thrust. She leans forward to kiss him again, her tongue dueling with his as they both move together, lost in the pleasure of the moment."

"Katja cries out as Darkpaw's cock throbs inside her, the feeling of his hot seed filling her up sending her over the edge. She clamps down around him tightly, riding out her own orgasm as he continues to pulse and spasm beneath her."

"Darkpaw... gods, Darkpaw," she pants, her head falling forward onto his shoulder as they both come down from the intense high of their climax. "That was amazing... You're amazing."

"She pulls back to look into his eyes, smiling softly as she runs a hand through his fur."

"I hope we can do this again sometime," she says quietly. "I've never felt anything like it before."

"Katja's eyes widen slightly at Darkpaw's proposition, her heart fluttering with a mixture of surprise and warmth. She pauses for a moment, considering his words, before she leans in closer to him, her voice soft and sincere."

"Darkpaw, I... I'm honored by your offer," she murmurs, tracing circles on his chest with her fingertip. "But I have to think about it. My tribe... they'll be worried about me. And I need to find my place among them."

"She looks up at him, her yellow eyes filled with a mixture of affection and uncertainty."

"But I promise you this, Darkpaw. No matter what happens, I won't forget this time we've shared

together. You've shown me a world of pleasure and acceptance that I never knew existed. And if the time comes when I'm ready to choose a mate, you'll be the first one I consider."

"She leans in and presses a gentle kiss against his lips, her touch filled with both tenderness and longing."

"Until then, let's cherish these moments we have," she whispers, nuzzling against him affectionately. "Let's enjoy each other's company and make memories that will last a lifetime."

"She settles back into the warm water, resting her head on Darkpaw's shoulder as they bask in the afterglow of their passion, their bodies intertwined and their hearts connected."

"Katja's cheeks flush at Darkpaw's comment, her gaze lingering on his softening member for a moment longer before she looks away. She smiles up at him as he offers her his hand, feeling a sense of contentment and belonging that she has never experienced before."

"Lead the way, my love," she says, taking his hand in hers and standing up beside him. "I'm starving, and I can't wait to see what your tribe has cooked up."

*As they walk towards the fire, Katja can't help but feel grateful for this unexpected turn of events. She may not be ready to settle down just yet, but with Darkpaw by her side, she knows that she has found a place where

she is accepted and loved for who she is. She feels a sense of belonging that she has never experienced before, and it fills her with hope for the future.*

As they reach the fire, Katja takes in the sight of Darkpaw's tribe, marveling at the diversity of gnolls gathered around the flames. They greet him warmly as he approaches, clapping him on the back and welcoming him home.

Katja watches them curiously, taking in their conversations and observing their interactions. She notices the way they look at her, some with curiosity, others with suspicion or even hostility.

But she also sees the way they look at Darkpaw, with respect and admiration, and it fills her with a sense of pride to be by

his side.

Darkpaw leads her to a spot near the fire, where they find plates of roasted meat and tubers. Katja picks up a piece of the meat, savoring the flavor as she chews. She watches Darkpaw as he talks with his tribe, listening in on their conversations.

As the night wears on, the atmosphere around the campfire becomes more relaxed, and Katja finds herself drawn into the laughter and camaraderie of the gnolls around her. She feels a sense of belonging that she has never experienced before, and it fills her with hope for the future.

Eventually, Darkpaw takes her by the hand and leads her back to his tent, where they slip inside and close the flap behind

them. Katja's heart races as she realizes what is about to happen, feeling a familiar heat spreading between her legs at the thought of being with Darkpaw again.

Without a word, he pushes her back onto the furs and climbs on top of her, his hands roaming over her body as he takes her mouth in a fierce kiss. Katja moans into his mouth, savoring the feel of his hard body against hers.

As they break apart, Darkpaw moves down her body, trailing hot kisses over her neck and breasts as he works his way lower. Katja gasps as his mouth finds her wetness once again, his tongue flicking expertly over her clit as she writhes beneath him.

She

Katja's body responds eagerly to Darkpaw's touch, arching up off the furs as she feels his tongue slide inside her. She moans and writhes beneath him, urging him on with gasping breaths.

"Y-yes, Darkpaw," she pants. "Please...more."

Darkpaw grins up at her, his eyes gleaming in the dim light of the tent. He continues to explore her depths with his tongue, relishing the way her body responds to his touch. As he feels her nearing climax, he pulls back slightly, teasing her with slow licks and nibbles until she is practically begging for release.

Finally, he moves back up her body, his cock hard and ready

Katja melts into Darkpaw's embrace, her body responding eagerly to his touch. She wraps her arms around him, pulling him closer as she feels him slide inside her once again. The heat of his body against hers sends shivers down her spine, and she moans softly into his mouth as he starts to move.

With each thrust, Katja feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body quivering with need as Darkpaw takes her harder and faster. Her fingers dig into his fur as she cries out in ecstasy, unable to hold back any longer as she reaches her peak.

"Darkpaw!" she gasps, her body convulsing around him as she clings to him desperately. "Oh gods

Katja cries out with pleasure as she feels Darkpaw's seed filling her, the hot rush of his release only making her own orgasm even more intense. She writhes beneath him as they both ride out the waves of pleasure, their bodies still intertwined as they come down from their high.

"Darkpaw," she murmurs, nuzzling into his neck as they lie there together in the aftermath. "Thank you."

He wraps his arms around her, holding her close as they both catch their breath. "No need to thank me, Katja," he says softly. "I'm always happy to oblige a beautiful woman."

She giggles and snuggles closer, feeling safe and warm in his embrace. "You

know, Darkpaw," she murmurs, her eyes closing as she lets out a contented sigh. "For a bandit, you're surprisingly gentle."

He chuckles and strokes her fur affectionately. "I have my moments," he replies, his tone light and playful. "But don't let that fool you. I'm still a dangerous gnoll, and I won't hesitate to take what I want if the situation calls for it."

Katja nods, understanding the truth of his words. She knows that life among the bandits is often harsh and unforgiving, and that there are many dangers lurking outside the safety of their camp.

"Of course, Darkpaw," she says, snuggling even closer to him