The person in the lead removed the hood of its cowl to reveal a orange werecat, with black stripes criss-crossing the female's body. "I picked up a scent," she replied, her eyes searching the darkened landscape. "It's similar to that of the battle site that the smi, smili, smilidon," she stuttered, "was fought."
One of the hunters rolled his eyes. "Jeez, what's with you cats and this 'boogy-man' of yours?" he chuckled, prompted several others to laugh quietly but nervously as well. The tigress pierced the hunter with her eyes that glowed in the night.
"Quiet!" she hissed. "The were..." she gulped anxiously, "the weresmilodon is a fearsome creature! Devourer of werecat souls!" she hurridley explained, her head jerking around as she tried to trace the scent; the search was made even more difficult with the fear running throughout her veins.
"Then why hasn't it killed anybody?" another hunter asked sceptically, absentmindedly flicking off water droplets off of her cloak. Earlier there had been a quick rainstorm.
"... Maybe its a vegetarian boody-cat?"
All heads of the hunting party whipped around to stare increduosly at the elven mage, who suddenly looked down and shifted her feet.
"I got it," the werecat tracker announced suddenly, then bounded stealthily towards a rocky area. Quickly, the rest of the hunting party followed.
***
Around ten minutes later, the party of eight halted at a small opening that rested under a large tree. The cave entrance was framed by the tree's roots, and each member could see that something had crawled inside recently. One of the hunters peeked his head inside.
"Hey, I think I see something!" he said as he slid in easily; the entrance was about four feet wide, so it wasn't that hard. The others followed cautiously, the tigress even more so.
"Wow," the elf mage muttered. "It's pretty big in here." It was easy to see why she said that; the cave was one large, circular room, about thirty feet in diameter, with a ceiling of nine feet. In the back of the room, about three feet away from the back wall, a natural sunroof existed, shining moonlight onto a currently sleeping figure and a partially filled backpack.
However, the figure took all completely by surprise.
Firstly, it was most obviously a werecat female, as evidenced by her shirt, which clung to her fur like a second shirt. It tremendously asist in showing off her large assets. As three of the more reckless hunters approached, they could also tell three more things: she had incredible teeth, her fur was a deep red with black markings, with a white stripe across her closed eyes, and she looked very athletic, as her position of sleeping showed off her well developed muscles. And as one of the three bravely moved within a foot of the creature, he could see that she seemed to be rather smaller than the stories that they had heard proclaimed, and that she was rather good looking.
The man blinked. "Hey, this definitely ain't the guy we're looking for," he called back to his comrades. They looked back at him, all confused.
The tigress slowly walked forward, keeping her eyes on the were. "But... if there's a male, AND a female... does that mean...?" she asked to herself, looking even more worried.
"... That there might be more of them?" another of the hunters finished. With that, the tracker looked very very sick, and nearly collapsed.
The man rolled his eyes. "Well, when we drag her on over to Edge Guard, they can find out," he said, bringing out a pair of dwarven steel chains, intending to immobilize her....
And a syncronized sweatdrop occured when the girl rolled out of the man's way, still asleep. THe man blinked, then reached for her again, only to stumble as she rolled the other way. A growl erupted from the man, and he lashed out with the cuffs, intending to get her. This time, he was pitched onto his face as the weresmilodon rolled again.
One of the hunters looked to his companion. "Come on, now. She's doing this in her SLEEP?" he asked retorically, recieving a shrug in response.
Another hunter walked over to the frustrated man. "Jeez, get a grip," she said. "Look, I'll hold onto her, and you cuff her." She looked at the panting man, who nodded as he regained his composure. "Now," she continued, positoning herself above the werecat, "All you need to do is working on timING?!" She squeeked as the qirl rolled again, which made her stumble and collapse, flailing out her arms. She fell to the ground partially on the girl that they were trying to capture.
"Oh my," the mage muttered. "This IS embarrasing." Nods and remarks of agreement followed her statement.
The woman, who was revealed to be a human, growled and clenched her fists. Then she frowned as she relized that in one of her hands was a soft item, like a...
Her head slowly turned, hoping that she wasn't grabbing onto what she thought she was holding to...
*WHAM*
She worried no more about the situation, for the weresmilodon's fist impacted with her face, sending her sailing into a rather embarrased hunter who hefted the steel chains, knocking them both into a wall.
The other six sweatdropped as they realized that blow was done on instinct rather than concious effort, for the sabertooth weretigress was now beginning to wake up.
***
The first thing that Ranma noticed was that he was a she. The second was that her breast was a bit sore, kinda like when Kuno or Happosai groped her.
That got her up. "What the hell?" she asked to herself, looking about quickly. She realized that she was not alone; there was two people, male and female, sitting against a wall, one dazed and one unconcious, and six others standing in front of the cave entrance, by her sense of smell they were a female human, two male humans, an elven male, an elven female, and a female... cat?
She grinned as she realized that the final person was a werecreature. Finally, she would have some answers.
Unfortunately, the grin on the female weresmilodon's face spooked the weretigress, and she yelped as she drew a pair of short swords. Similar frightened, though to a lesser degree, her comrades followed suit.
Ranma grimaced. "Damn, looks like I'll hafta move now..." she muttered as she stood and took a fighting stance. "That is," she suddenly said aloud, grinning at her opponents, "after I beat the crap outta you guys."
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