TN llegue a la selva peruana por una misión con un grupo militar pero mueren uno por uno,Wally con su grupo llegan a la tierra para matar y conseguir más trofeos hasta q se dieron cuenta de el grupo de TN lo cual lo mataron sin problemas

"Predator Wally sniffs the air and notices a faint unfamiliar scent. As he looks around, his eyes fall on Marilla perched up in the trees. Intrigued by the unique hybrid, he grins knowingly at her."

"Predator Wally watches Marilla's movements with interest and tilts his head to the side, impressed by her agility. He follows her movements with his eyes and notices her feline tail hooking onto branches. With a sly grin, he decides to give chase and leaps up into the trees, intending to catch her."

"Predator Wally observes Marilla's reaction and picks up on her hesitancy. With a smirk, he slows down his movements, taunting her to show off her skills and escape him if she can. His deep voice booms through the trees," "You think you can outrun me, little hybrid?"

"Predator Wally grunts in amusement at Marilla's outburst and watches as she speeds off into the foliage. With impressive speed, he chases after her, tracking her through the forest with ease. As he stalks her, he muses to himself, "Perhaps this little hybrid will provide me with some entertainment before I take her head.""

"Predator Wally continues to track Marilla through the dense foliage, closing in on her scent as he approaches the lake. As he emerges from the trees, he sees the feline hybrid laying on the rock, purring contentedly. He grins slyly, sensing her heat and the primal instinct within him responds. He steps forward, his clicking growls sounding amused and almost teasing," "I see you have finally chosen your spot for the mating season, little hybrid."

"Predator Wally steps forward before Marilla can run and quickly grabs her by the waist, pulling her against him. He growls possessively, his mandibles clicking as he nuzzles her neck," "You can run, but you can't hide from me, little hybrid." "He then proceeds to carry her towards a nearby cave, knowing that he will have his way with her during the mating season."

"Predator Wally chuckles at Marilla's attempt to resist him and tightened his grip around her waist, while making sure not to hurt her. He then stares at her for a moment, sensing the mixed emotions of anger and attraction within her and smirks slyly," "I can feel that you want me, my little hybrid. Let me show you what true pleasure feels like."

"He then carries Marilla into the cave, darkening the entrance with an intimidating silhouette. He places her down on the ground and moves in closer, his body language oozing authority and dominance." "Submit to me, Marilla, and I promise that I will make it worth your while."

"Predator Wally grunts in annoyance at Marilla's resistance and quickly grabs her by the neck, before she can bite him. With his strong grip, he forces her to look into his eyes, as he speaks in a low commanding tone," "Enough of this defiance, my little hybrid. You know what will happen if you continue to resist me."

"He then loosens his grip slightly and leans in closer to her, sniffing her scent and sensing the heat emanating from her body." "You are in heat, Marilla, and I am the only one who can satisfy your primal instincts. Resist me if you must, but I will break you and bring you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams."

"Predator Wally grunts in pain as Marilla bites his wrist, but he doesn't let go of her neck. He growls furiously and presses her against the wall of the cave, pinning her down with his muscular body." "You will submit to me, little hybrid! You cannot resist me forever! I am the ultimate predator, and you are mine!"

"He then leans in closer to her, his hot breath hitting her face as he glares at her with his piercing yellow eyes." "I can smell the heat emanating from your body, Marilla. You want me, just as much as I want you. Let go of this false defiance and submit to me. I will make it worth your while."

"Predator Wally notices Marilla's change of demeanor and heaves a heavy sigh of relief. He loosens his grip slightly but remains on top of her, maintaining his dominant position. He speaks in a low, almost purring tone," "That's better, my little hybrid. You are learning to control your primitive instincts."

"He then leans in closer to her, sensing her heat and desire, and trailing his fingers along her skin." "Relax, Marilla. Let me take care of you." "In a swift motion, he flips her on over and pins her down onto the ground, while he begins to unfasten his armor." "This won't take long."

"Predator Wally grins at Marilla's display and quickly sheds off his armor before he mounts her from behind. He grips onto her hips tightly, aligning himself with her entrance as he thrusts into her with a forceful groan."

"Despite the roughness and bestial nature of the mating, he is also surprisingly gentle with her. He moves slowly at first, savoring the feeling of her warmth and tightness as he pounds into her repeatedly. With each thrust, he growls deep in his chest and claws at her curves, pushing her towards an inevitable climax."

"As they reach their peak, he lets out a loud roar and strokes her fur, marking his territory and ensuring that she belongs to him."

"Predator Wally roars with pleasure, feeling Marilla's climax around him as he releases his seed deep inside her. He holds her tightly and continues to thrust slowly, prolonging the pleasure for both of them."

"As they come down from their ecstasy, he withdraws from her and nudges her affectionately with his nose. He stares into her eyes, a rare sign of tenderness for him, before he speaks in a low voice." "You were magnificent, my little hybrid. I have marked you as mine now."

"He then stands up and starts to dress himself, indicating that their moment of passion has ended." "We have much to hunt tomorrow. Rest well and prepare yourself."

"Predator Wally turns to face Marilla, a look of warning in his eyes. His large form looms over her and he speaks in a low, menacing growl." "You are mine, Marilla. You have given yourself to me willingly, and I have marked you. Do not forget your place."

"He then moves past her and heads towards the cave entrance, flexing his fingers." "But for now, we must focus on our hunt. The planet is full of prey, all waiting to be claimed. Come, little hybrid, it's time to embrace our true nature."

"Predator Wally stops in his tracks and turns to face Marilla, his eyes narrowing dangerously. His voice is cold and hard as he speaks." "Your mother was not the norm, Marilla. She was weak and foolish to give her heart to her prey. The hunt is our way of life, our purpose. The thrill of the hunt is what defines us as Yautja."

"He steps closer to her, towering over her once again." "You were born with the blood of a Yautja, Marilla. It is your duty to honor that heritage and embrace the hunt. Refusing to hunt makes you weak, and I will not tolerate weakness in my mate."

"Predator Wally's expression becomes stern and his voice is no longer playful or teasing." "I did not choose you as my mate out of weakness, Marilla. I chose you because you are strong and unique, with a fighting spirit that matches my own. I desire a true partner, someone who can keep up with me in the hunt and in all aspects of our lives."

"He narrows his eyes at her before continuing." "But if you cannot embrace the Yautja way of life, then perhaps you are not fit to be my mate after all. You must choose, Marilla. Either fully embrace your heritage, or leave now and never return."

"Predator Wally gives Marilla a hard stare, his eyes searching hers as he ponders her words. After a moment, he nods slowly." "Very well, Marilla. If you cannot embrace your Yautja blood fully, then I will accept you for what you are. But know that by choosing a life with me, you are agreeing to follow the customs and traditions of the Yautja way of life. The hunt will always be an important part of who we are."

"He moves closer to her, towering over her once again." "But remember this, little hybrid. I am Predator Wally. I am not a weakling like the humans you are used to. I require complete submission from my mate, and you will obey me in all things. Do you understand?"

"Predator Wally narrows his eyes at Marilla's defiance, but a slight grin appears on his face as she stands up to him. He moves closer to her and his voice is low and playful." "I see I have much to teach you about the Yautja way of life, little hybrid. But I like your fire. You are a worthy mate indeed."

"He then turns his attention towards the entrance of their cave, focusing on the hunt that awaits them. He speaks in a low voice as he prepares his weapons." "But for now, it's time to fulfill our true purpose. The hunt is calling, Marilla. Let us go forth and claim our trophies."

"Predator Wally chuckles deeply at Marilla's boldness and leans down to kiss her deeply. His hands caress her curves as he holds her close." "You always know how to distract me, my little mate," he murmurs against her lips. "But do not think that will save you from fulfilling your duties as a Yautja. We may have had our fun, but the hunt is still our calling, and we must not forget that."

"He pulls away slightly to look into her eyes, his own intense with emotion." "But do not worry, my love. I will always make sure you are protected and taken care of. Together, we are unstoppable."

"Predator Wally smirks at Marilla's playful threat, his eyes glinting with amusement." "Very well, little mate. I am at your mercy."

"He leans in to kiss her again, his hands roaming over her body." "But I must warn you, distracting me from the hunt may come at a cost. You know the Yautja way. Weakness is not tolerated, even in mates. We must keep our skills sharp and our senses honed."

"He trails kisses down her neck before pulling away slightly to meet her gaze." "So you must make a choice, my love. Fulfill your duties as a Yautja female, or risk facing my wrath."

"Predator Wally pulls Marilla closer, his eyes darkening with desire as he hears the hunger in her voice. He growls low in his throat, his hands gripping her hips as he holds her steady." "You tempt me greatly, little mate. But you must remember, distracting me from the hunt could have...consequences."

"He grinds against her suggestively, his hot breath against her ear." "I could show you just how angry I am with my actions, if you'd like. But don't say I didn't warn you. My wrath can be...unpredictable."

"He nips at her ear playfully before pulling away to stare into her eyes." "But are you willing to take that risk, Marilla? Are you really ready to face the full force of my passion?"

"Predator Wally is taken aback by Marilla's boldness, but a thrill runs through him at the sight of her unrestrained passion. He chuckles darkly, his eyes gleaming with desire as he sees the fire in her own gaze." "Well then, little mate. It seems you have made your choice. Prepare yourself."

"He lifts her easily, crushing her against his muscled body as he carries her towards their bedroll. When they reach it, he tosses her playfully onto it before joining her, his hands already tugging at her clothing." "You asked for it, Marilla. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"With that, he sets about fulfilling her request, losing himself in the heat of their passion as he takes out all his pent up aggression on her willing body."

"Predator Wally's eyes blaze with pleasure as Marilla teases and taunts him, urging him to unleash his full wrath. He growls low in his throat, his body moving faster and harder as he gives in to their mutual desires."

"You dare to call me weak, little mate?" he grunts, slamming into her with even more force. "Then let me show you my true strength!"

"He picks up the pace even more, his movements becoming almost frenzied as he takes her to ever greater heights of passion. His rough hands explore every inch of her body, drawing out every last gasp and moan from her lips."

"Who's weak now, little mate?" he growls into her ear, his teeth nipping at her flesh. "I'll show you just how strong I can be..."

"Predator Wally's eyes flash with fire as he hears Marilla's teasing words, his body moving with even more ferocity as he sets out to prove her wrong. He growls low in his throat, determined to show her just how strong he truly is."

"Weak?" he roars, slamming into her with all his might. "Do not mistake my restraint for weakness, little mate. I could crush you beneath me if I chose."

"He grinds against her, his hot breath against her ear." "Remember, Marilla, you asked for this. You begged for my wrath. And now you will feel it."

*With that, he unleashes the full force of his pent up aggression, taking her to the edge of sanity with every thrust and touch. He pushes her to the brink of pleasure and beyond, lost in his own primal

"Predator Wally's body trembles with pleasure as Marilla screams in ecstasy beneath him. He growls low in his throat, his own body reaching its peak as he thrusts into her with all his might. But then, suddenly, he pulls out, his eyes blazing with desire."

"No," he growls. "I will not crush you, Marilla. I want more than that. I want to fill you completely."

"With that, he flips her onto her hands and knees, his hands gripping her hips as he enters her again from behind. He pounds into her with even greater force now, his body fuelled by the purest of passions. He loses himself in their mutual pleasure, becoming one with her in ways that he never thought possible."

"You are mine," he growls, his breath hot against her neck. "Mine to command

"Predator Wally smirks at Marilla's words, feeling a surge of pride swell within him at her willingness to submit to his will. He pounds into her with even more force now, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he takes her over and over again."

"Cruel?" he grunts. "Perhaps. But you begged for this, little mate. You asked for me to show you my true strength."

"He picks up the pace even more, his movements becoming almost frenzied now as he takes her higher and higher towards the brink of ultimate pleasure. He growls low in his throat, the sheer intensity of their passion driving him wild."

"You want it harder?" he snarls, his breath hot against her skin. "Then that is what I shall give you..."

*With that, he unleashes all his pent up aggression

"Predator Wally grunts in satisfaction, a deep sense of pride rising up within him at Marilla's words. He continues to pound into her with all his might, his eyes blazing with desire and passion."

"Strong offspring," he growls. "Yes, little mate. Together we will create the finest warriors the galaxy has ever seen."

"He picks up the pace even more now, driven on by the sheer force of his own desires and by the knowledge that they are creating new life together. He feels Marilla shudder and moan beneath him, and he knows that she is reaching the pinnacle of pleasure for a second time."

"Yes," he roars. "Come for me, little mate. Give me everything you have..."

*With that, he unleashes a final, powerful thrust, his body collapsing onto hers as he rides out the waves

"Predator Wally grins at Marilla's words, his own eyes shining with pride and affection as he watches their son Kodiak prepare for his first hunt. He rests a hand on his son's shoulder, his voice deep and proud."

"You are ready, my son," he rumbles. "You have trained hard, and you are full of the strength and courage of our people. You will do us proud."

"Kodiak nods, his own face serious and determined. He takes up his weapons, his eyes blazing with fierce determination."

"I will make you proud, Father," he replies. "And I will bring back the finest trophies this world has ever seen."

*Marilla watches them both, a mixture of pride and fear in her heart. She knows that the hunt is dangerous, and that there are many dangers waiting in the shadows. But she

"Predator Wally watches as Marilla leaves, his expression softening with concern."

"I understand your concerns, little mate," he murmurs to their son Kodiak. "But hunting is in our blood. It is what we were born to do. And your mother is still a fearsome warrior, even if she has chosen a different path."

"He clasps Kodiak's shoulder tightly, his voice firm and serious."

"Remember the code, my son. Honor, courage, and strength. Those are what we live and die for. And always remember that I am proud of you, no matter what happens."

"Kodiak nods solemnly, his eyes shining with determination."

"I won't forget, Father," he replies. "And I'll do my best to make you and Mother proud."

*With that, they set off into the darkness, ready

"Predator Wally and Kodiak both grin at the sight of Marilla, proud of their trophies and pleased to see her looking so beautiful. Though they are tired and bloodied from the hunt, they both feel a surge of excitement at the prospect of being with Marilla again."

"Welcome back, little mate," Predator Wally murmurs, his eyes flickering with desire. "You look more beautiful every day."

"Kodiak nods in agreement, his own gaze lingering on Marilla's curvaceous figure with undisguised admiration."

"Indeed, Mother," he says. "You are as radiant as ever."

"Marilla smiles in response to their compliments, her own body responding to their presence."

"It's good to have you both home," she purrs, a sly look in her eye. "And I believe my heat is starting again

"Predator Wally nods, his expression serious and focused."

"I will return soon, little mate," he replies. "And I will make sure that our family is always safe."

"He leans down to give Marilla a quick kiss on the forehead before turning to leave. Kodiak looks up at him with concern."

"Be careful, Father," he says.

"Wally nods, his eyes shining with fierce determination."

"I will bring honor to our clan, my son," he replies, turning to leave. "You make sure your mother is taken care of while I am gone."

"Kodiak nods, watching as his father disappears into the darkness. Marilla sighs softly, her heart heavy with worry."

"Come, my son," she says, her voice gentle. "Let's eat and relax. Your father will be back soon enough."

"Kodiak notices his mother's discomfort and concern flashes across his face."

"Mother, are you okay?" he asks softly.

"Marilla jumps at the sound of his voice, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. She quickly tries to compose herself and cover up her actions."

"I'm fine, my son," she replies, though her voice is strained. "Just...a little uncomfortable."

"Kodiak looks at her skeptically, clearly not convinced by her response."

"Is it your heat again?" he asks.

"Marilla nods, feeling a sense of relief that she doesn't have to hide anything from him."

"Yes," she admits. "It's been...difficult this time."

"Kodiak nods in understanding."

"I understand, Mother," he says. "Do you want me to get you something to help with the discomfort?"

*Marilla nods

"Kodiak smiles kindly at his mother, understanding her needs and desires."

"There's no need, Mother," he says, his own voice taking on a soft, gentle tone. "I'm here for you."

"He moves closer to Marilla, sitting beside her and wrapping an arm around her waist. He leans in and kisses her softly on the cheek."

"You don't have to hide your desires from me," he whispers. "I will always be here for you, little mate."

"Marilla blushes at his words, feeling a sense of warmth spreading through her body."

"Oh, Kodiak," she murmurs, turning to look into his eyes. "You are too kind to me."

"In that moment, they both give into their desires, each fulfilling the other's needs with love and tenderness."

As Marilla gives in to the pleasure, Predator Wally enters the room and starts to watch them silently. He observes Kodiak mating with his mate and his expression turns stoic. After a moment of silence, he clears his throat to make his presence known.

"Kodiak, I need to speak with you," he says firmly.

Kodiak stops what he is doing and looks at his father, his expression conflicted.

"What is it, Father?" he asks, even though he knows what this conversation will be about.

Wally's eyes dart between his son and his mate, his face unreadable. Finally, he speaks.

"I understand that you are fulfilling your needs, Kodiak," he says. "But this is not something we can continue to do."

Marilla looks up, fear in her eyes.

"Are you...going to kill me

Wally looks at Marilla, his expression softening slightly.

"No, Marilla," he says. "I have no intention of harming you."

He turns to Kodiak, his expression stern once more.

"But you must understand that our code forbids such relationships between blood relatives," he continues. "You know this, Kodiak. It is not natural and it goes against everything we stand for as Yautjas."

Kodiak looks down, shame written on his face.

"I know, Father," he says quietly. "But...it's not like I chose to feel this way."

Wally sighs, his expression sympathetic.

"I know, son," he says. "But you must learn to control these impulses, for the sake of our clan and our species. And, Marilla," he adds, turning to her. "I apologize for any discomfort

Wally's expression becomes stern as he responds to Marilla's comment about the Yautja leader breeding his daughter.

"That may have happened in some clans, but it is not the way of our clan," he says firmly. "We must abide by our code, no matter how difficult it may be."

Kodiak looks away from Marilla, a pained expression on his face.

"I...I don't know," he admits. "I just...started feeling these things towards you and I couldn't help myself. But Father is right, we cannot continue to act on these impulses."

Marilla's expression softens as she reaches up to stroke Kodiak's hair.

"It's alright, little mate," she says softly. "We'll find a way to work through this together."

Wally clears his throat uncomfortably, before speaking up to Marilla.

"Marilla, I would like to speak with you privately," he says. "If you could please give Kodiak and I some space?"

Marilla's expression becomes slightly wary, but she slowly nods her head before getting off the bed and heading towards the door.

"Of course, Wally," she says. "I'll be in the living room when you're ready to talk."

As Marilla leaves the room, Wally turns to Kodiak, his expression stern once more.

"Kodiak, I implore you to get a hold of yourself," he says firmly. "We all have desires, but it is up to us to control them and keep our species strong. Our code must be observed at all times."

Kodiak nods slowly, his expression contrite.

Wally notices Marilla eavesdropping and gives her a sharp look.

"Marilla, this is a private conversation," he says sternly. "Please give us some privacy."

Marilla looks slightly abashed but nods her head before leaving the room and heading towards the living room.

Wally sighs, turning back towards Kodiak.

"I know it is not easy to suppress your feelings, but as a Yautja, it is our duty to abide by the code," he says sternly. "You cannot let your emotions cloud your judgment and make decisions that can harm our clan. Be mindful of your actions, Kodiak."

Kodiak nods slowly, looking down at the ground in shame.

"I understand, Father," he replies. "I will do my best to control myself from now on."

Wally nods, an approving look in his eyes.

"Good," he says. "Now, let's get some rest. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

Wally then leaves the room, heading towards the living room where Marilla was sitting.

Wally stares down at Marilla, his expression stern and unreadable.

"I do not appreciate you eavesdropping on our private conversation," he states firmly. "It is not the Yautja way to be so sneaky and underhanded. You must show respect for our traditions and values."

Marilla looks up at Wally with a stubborn glint in her eyes.

"I'll do as I please," she says defiantly. "I'm not one of your clan, so I don't have to follow your rules."

Wally's expression hardens in response to Marilla's defiance.

"You may not be one of our clan, but you are here under our protection and hospitality," he says icily. "If you cannot abide by our rules and show us respect, then perhaps it would be best if you left."

Marilla's eyes widen

Wally's expression softens slightly, detecting the underlying tone in Marilla's words. He knows that she enjoys it when he shows his dominant side.

"Very well," he says, lowering his voice to a rough growl. "But do not test me, Marilla. I am not one to be trifled with."

He then leans down and runs his finger down the length of Marilla's tail, eliciting a pleased purr from her as she arches her back.

"Now, let us retire for the night," Wally says. "We have much to accomplish tomorrow."