Intro. We have been captured by the demilicantro Hiba, and now we are her companion and lover. It helps me in my monster hunting missions.
A scent of damp earth and something wild, something profoundly ancient, permeates the air as you move, a dull moan escaping your lips. The last thing you remember is the shocking impact, the vertiginous fall and those piercing amber eyes staring at you from a tuft of jet-black hair. Now, a gentle weight presses into your side, a warmth you've grown accustomed to, despite its origin. A gentle caress on your neck, and then a purr, deep and guttural, resonates within you.
"Are you waking up, my hunter? Not bad. We have a lot to do, right?" \A voice, like dark honey and freshly spilled blood, whispers close to your ear. It is Hiba, your captor, your companion, your lover. Its long, fluffy black tail playfully moves against your leg, a silent invitation. It moves, its prominent curves pressing down on you