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``How in the world were you able to find this place ma'am? I hadn't heard a lick about it till you came along.'' The boat captain's heavy steps collided with the deck of the speed boat as it roared along the ocean's surface. Grizzled black hair stuck together in stringy clumps, glued together by the salty spray. Brown eyes narrowed suspiciously as he eyed the night cloaked water, a peculiar sense of foreboding raising his hackles as he glanced to his lone passenger.

Save for a black cloak that covered the person from head to toe, the only thing of note that he could make out in the darkness was the blade of a particularly large and cumbersome weapon. The sea dog bristled, glancing back in the direction they'd come from with a fair bit of unease. The weathered boat continued on its way, and the captain eyed the distance through a pair of binoculars. Even in the night, he could dimly make out the shoreline, and cursed his greed for dragging him into this mess. Thankfully, all he had to do was drop his passenger off on the shoreline, and that would be that. His thoughts were interrupted by something passing down below. He fell to one knee, and just as he opened his mouth to warn his companion, he felt something tackle the boat. Immediately the ancient boat splintered, dropping its panicked load.

The man shouted, grappling with something that felt… smooth, scaly. He floundered in the water, gasping for breath that would not come as he pushed away with all his might. He failed to notice the maw that was descending over his head until it was too late. Lack of oxygen slowed his thrashing limbs and dulled his consciousness. He could barely make out what felt like teeth as they slid down his body, ripping his clothes and pulling him into a tight tunnel. The final thoughts he had as darkness overtook him was a distinct sense of despair and fury, rightly directed at that accursed girl with two toned hair.

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The girl that floundered with her cloak mere feet away from the mermaid, in fact. The hood had fallen off, revealing a rather lovely lady. She managed to kick away the remnants of her cloak and swam up to the surface, gasping for breath. She could dimly make out the shore line some distance away and started to swim, moving as softly as she could manage. She felt something brush her foot and rocketed away with a loud start, meowing and squealing loudly as her hands forced away gallons of water! Her heart beat wildly, her breath came in short gasps; finally, she placed her hand on dry land and clambered up with a strained mew. A long black tail with a light blue tip stuck straight out from her body, stiff and shivering in the cool air. The neko's shuddering arms could barely manage to pull herself away from the water. She flumped under a tree and sighed as she felt her consciousness drift into a fitful slumber.

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``Nya nya nyanya nya!!! It'za pretty day today!'' Short orange hair was cut and layered in a bob hair style; the sides and back reached just down to shoulder length, and relatively short bangs perched just above a pair of emerald green eyes. ``Nyama wann eat a mermaid. Are any around?'' she cast her gaze to and fro as she neared the beach, shielding her eyes from the late morning sun as she sought out a target; it wasn't uncommon for one to be sunning herself on the beach. Sure enough, she spied a black haired girl lying under a tree. Nyama bounded over towards her, sniffing at the girl's two toned hair; except her bangs and the tip of her tail, the unconscious girl's hair was black, and reached all the way down to midback.

``Something's different about her,'' she decided after a moment's thought, nodding in confirmation. She reached her finger down, poking at the girl's stomach several times. When that failed to garner a response, the neko mata frowned, scrunching up her brows as she pulled on the girl's cheeks, lifting her head up off the ground. Giggling, she pulled this way and that, moving the girl from side to side. She paused, lowering her ears when she saw those eyes starting to open and rather quickly let go, staring into matched silver and gold pupils. The girl sat up, rubbing her eyes slowly as she yawned and patted her tail around.

``Nya…?'' she murmured intelligently, shaking her head dazedly. She locked her gaze onto the other feline, but she failed to actually see her. She simply regarded Nyama with a dazed look of uncertainty as she yawned. ``Whatsit…?''

``Hi kitty! What's kitty name?'' Nyama asked, leaning forward with her eyes shining brightly. Kara jumped, leaning back and away from the girl as she found her space invaded. She blinked, slowly opening her eyes as she started to understand the situation and tilted her head to one side.

``Me? I'm Kara. Kara Zastel. What's your name?'' she asked the other girl. She leaned forward, standing up as she rubbed her eyes. She hesitantly looked at her counterpart, hearing the girl's purring. Kara leaned back on her heel, waving one hand airily. ``So, what's your name kitten?''

``Mreow? Nyama is Nyama!'' she exclaimed, jumping to her feet as she pointed at herself. She nodded twice, rapidly. She had no care for what appearance her hair took on as she reached forward and took Kara's hands. ``Kitty is Kara? Ok! Nyama will remember!'' she promised. Kara was interrupted before she could even utter one syllable by Nyama pulling her in close.

Kara started to reflexively fight back, but paused, brow knitting in confusion. She felt a small rush of wind along her neck; it was ticklish, making her shiver and rub her ears in confusion. ``Are you smelling me?'' she had to ask as Nyama pulled away. Her nose twitched, and Nyama sneezed.

``NYaaaaaaa, what kitty kitty?'' she asked, leaning in close as she stared into Kara's multi-colored pupils. ``Nyama is a neko mata!'' she purred, wriggling her nose. Kara's scent was rather curious; it was as though someone had taken crossed the smell of a wild animal, and an average human being; restrained and sensible, yet wild. ``What kinda kitty is kitty?'' Nyama queried, excited and curious all at once.

``W-what kinda kitty am… I'm a panther type bakeneko…'' Kara muttered, raising her brow slowly as she regarded the curious girl in front of her. ``Havn't you heard of us? I mean, I know we're rare and all, but we aren't that rare…'' She flicked an ear slowly, catching the rather distinct sound of a purr as she meowed a bit in confusion. ``What's that sound?'' she lowered an ear slowly, tilting her head to one side thoughtfully. ``Is that… you?''

A deep rumble did seem to be coming from the nekomata's throat, now that the panther thought about it. Kara leaned back, scratching at her jaw slowly. Out of the blue, Nyama interrupted her with a delighted squeal, glancing up at the sky with excitement shining in her bright eyes.

``What? What? What is it?'' Kara asked, glancing up in surprise. She closed one eye, frowning a bit as a large green feather fluttered down before her eyes. ``Nyaaa?'' she wondered in curiosity, catching it. ``It's such a big feather…'' Before she could say anymore, the orange haired nekomata standing next to her grabbed the feline's arms and dragged her away with strength that was not readily apparent.

``Nyama know, Nyama know! It's big green chickens that fly in the sky!'' she stated, not listening to Kara's muffled protests! ``Come on, Nyama know where they are!'' she cried out, diving down behind a stand of bushes. She lay down on her stomach, breasts smooshing against the ground as she peeked through the plants. Nyama was about to say something more when Kara reached down, covering the larger girl's maw with one hand.

``Leave it to me, ok?'' she whispered, trying to keep her own tail from wagging too much as she picked up a pair of rocks from nearby and hefted them. They were small, but heavy; they were sure to do some decent damage if she threw them right. She glanced up, flicking her ears slowly as she listened.

``Hey Bob, what's up?'' she heard a scratchy voice cry out in the tree, from just beyond the outermost wall of leaves.

``Nothing much, just thought I'd take a break,'' replied another voice. This one sounded thick, like the speaker had a mouthful of rocks. Kara's ears twitched, flicking rapidly as this voice continued. ``I just flew in from the mainland, and boy are my arms--'' Kara's wrist snapped forward, the rock cutting an arc through the air before it vanished under the leafy cover! A loud crack resounded, and there was the sound of something heavy hitting the floor.

``…I really never thought his jokes were all that funny myself…'' the other voice, definitely female, interjected rather glumly. Kara's arm snapped forward again, and a second crack resounded as something else fell to the ground. Nyama glanced over at Kara curiously, tilting one ear higher then the other before she burst through the bushes and ran towards the tree. Lying on the ground were two creatures that somewhat resembled humans; instead of arms, however, there were large feathered wings which spanned several feet in length at the shoulders. The feathers were the shame shade of green as the leaves up above the duo's head, and their legs resembled that of a typical bird, scaly and orange in color, with clawed toes.

Nyama paid the toes little mind as she crouched down next to the first of these birds and crammed its feet inside of her maw, purring happily as she sucked down the large tasty legs. Kara followed behind the girl slowly, staring at the other bird uncertainly as she raised her brow. ``Uh… good for you?'' she nodded, unsure what she should do or say as she took a seat by the other bird. ``I'm… not hungry.''

Nyama blinked, narrowing her eyes at the kitty as she started to growl; that was not something that anyone wanted to hear, especially coming from a girl with half a harpy sticking out of her mouth. She started to advance on Kara slowly, and the panther glanced down and twitched. ``D-Do I have to?'' She jumped at the loud growl that reverberated through Nyama's throat as her stomach bulged out ever larger with each swallow she made. ``Ok, ok! Sorry, I'll eat!'' she waved her arms a bit, trying to placate her angry companion! She reached down to the harpy and lifted the remaining harpy slowly, smiling uncertainly. ``Um… you s-'' she jumped at the loud, affirmative growl Nyama made and promptly swallowed. She closed her eyes, not really taking the time to take in the taste of the bird as she started to move and squirm.

`Nya?' she thought, glancing down when she noticed how full her mouth was. It really did taste like chicken! She couldn't resist a low croon of delight as her lips locked around the bird's neck. Steadily, rhythmically, the pantheress swallowed her way down the bird's body. Her lips passed over the bird's small breasts with surprising ease, the girl lapping up and into the small crevice betwixt the two. The sensations of her roughly textured tongue caused the bird to let out a couple of squeaks and yelps, legs batting wildly against the girl's stomach! It wasn't long before Kara's strong arms found their way around the appendages, however, keeping the poor avian pinned.

She was faintly surprised at how much her jaw could stretch, but she didn't think on it anymore then that as she shoved the girl harder. The sensation of the bird's muffled crying and pleading against the inside of her chest cavity brought a giggle of embarrassed bliss to the feline's lips as she instinctively started to undulate her throat. Soon, the rolling motion would claim the bird's hips and, with a foreboding sense of finality, she'd tilt her head up, pointing those still kicking legs into the sky. She relaxed her throat and sat back, the girl patting her bulging belly with a grin. As those legs slipped down into her throat, a sense of relaxation and sleepiness started to cloud her mind. Passing those legs, she once again started up her throat muscles to finish bringing her prey inside. She closed her eyes, relishing the feeling of fullness! ``Hahah... mmm... damn that was good...'' she cooed, writhing on the ground as the bird's terror brought a new wave of fervent struggles! ``Big meals always make me sleepy... night night...'' she yawned. She flumped down on the ground, immediately lost in a blissful wave of sleep. Nyama stared in blank amazement, the predator moving easily as she stood up and walked over. She wasn't too unbalanced by the unwilling passenger in her gut, though she sat right back down.

She started to blush red with mild annoyance as she brought her hand up, and gave Kara a resounding thwap on the back of the head. ``Kara! Kitty no go sleep! Time to go meet the chief!'' she exclaimed!

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``How in the world were you able to find this place ma'am? I hadn't heard a lick about it till you came along.'' The boat captain's heavy steps collided with the deck of the speed boat as it roared along the ocean's surface. Grizzled black hair stuck together in stringy clumps, glued together by the salty spray. Brown eyes narrowed suspiciously as he eyed the night cloaked water, a peculiar sense of foreboding raising his hackles as he glanced to his lone passenger.

Save for a black cloak that covered the person from head to toe, the only thing of note that he could make out in the darkness was the blade of a particularly large and cumbersome weapon. The sea dog bristled, glancing back in the direction they'd come from with a fair bit of unease. The weathered boat continued on its way, and the captain eyed the distance through a pair of binoculars. Even in the night, he could dimly make out the shoreline, and cursed his greed for dragging him into this mess. Thankfully, all he had to do was drop his passenger off on the shoreline, and that would be that. His thoughts were interrupted by something passing down below. He fell to one knee, and just as he opened his mouth to warn his companion, he felt something tackle the boat. Immediately the ancient boat splintered, dropping its panicked load.

The man shouted, grappling with something that felt… smooth, scaly. He floundered in the water, gasping for breath that would not come as he pushed away with all his might. He failed to notice the maw that was descending over his head until it was too late. Lack of oxygen slowed his thrashing limbs and dulled his consciousness. He could barely make out what felt like teeth as they slid down his body, ripping his clothes and pulling him into a tight tunnel. The final thoughts he had as darkness overtook him was a distinct sense of despair and fury, rightly directed at that accursed girl with two toned hair.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

The girl that floundered with her cloak mere feet away from the mermaid, in fact. The hood had fallen off, revealing a rather lovely lady. She managed to kick away the remnants of her cloak and swam up to the surface, gasping for breath. She could dimly make out the shore line some distance away and started to swim, moving as softly as she could manage. She felt something brush her foot and rocketed away with a loud start, meowing and squealing loudly as her hands forced away gallons of water! Her heart beat wildly, her breath came in short gasps; finally, she placed her hand on dry land and clambered up with a strained mew. A long black tail with a light blue tip stuck straight out from her body, stiff and shivering in the cool air. The neko's shuddering arms could barely manage to pull herself away from the water. She flumped under a tree and sighed as she felt her consciousness drift into a fitful slumber.

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``Nya nya nyanya nya!!! It'za pretty day today!'' Short orange hair was cut and layered in a bob hair style; the sides and back reached just down to shoulder length, and relatively short bangs perched just above a pair of emerald green eyes. ``Nyama wann eat a mermaid. Are any around?'' she cast her gaze to and fro as she neared the beach, shielding her eyes from the late morning sun as she sought out a target; it wasn't uncommon for one to be sunning herself on the beach. Sure enough, she spied a black haired girl lying under a tree. Nyama bounded over towards her, sniffing at the girl's two toned hair; except her bangs and the tip of her tail, the unconscious girl's hair was black, and reached all the way down to midback.

``Something's different about her,'' she decided after a moment's thought, nodding in confirmation. She reached her finger down, poking at the girl's stomach several times. When that failed to garner a response, the neko mata frowned, scrunching up her brows as she pulled on the girl's cheeks, lifting her head up off the ground. Giggling, she pulled this way and that, moving the girl from side to side. She paused, lowering her ears when she saw those eyes starting to open and rather quickly let go, staring into matched silver and gold pupils. The girl sat up, rubbing her eyes slowly as she yawned and patted her tail around.

``Nya…?'' she murmured intelligently, shaking her head dazedly. She locked her gaze onto the other feline, but she failed to actually see her. She simply regarded Nyama with a dazed look of uncertainty as she yawned. ``Whatsit…?''

``Hi kitty! What's kitty name?'' Nyama asked, leaning forward with her eyes shining brightly. Kara jumped, leaning back and away from the girl as she found her space invaded. She blinked, slowly opening her eyes as she started to understand the situation and tilted her head to one side.

``Me? I'm Kara. Kara Zastel. What's your name?'' she asked the other girl. She leaned forward, standing up as she rubbed her eyes. She hesitantly looked at her counterpart, hearing the girl's purring. Kara leaned back on her heel, waving one hand airily. ``So, what's your name kitten?''

``Mreow? Nyama is Nyama!'' she exclaimed, jumping to her feet as she pointed at herself. She nodded twice, rapidly. She had no care for what appearance her hair took on as she reached forward and took Kara's hands. ``Kitty is Kara? Ok! Nyama will remember!'' she promised. Kara was interrupted before she could even utter one syllable by Nyama pulling her in close.

Kara started to reflexively fight back, but paused, brow knitting in confusion. She felt a small rush of wind along her neck; it was ticklish, making her shiver and rub her ears in confusion. ``Are you smelling me?'' she had to ask as Nyama pulled away. Her nose twitched, and Nyama sneezed.

``NYaaaaaaa, what kitty kitty?'' she asked, leaning in close as she stared into Kara's multi-colored pupils. ``Nyama is a neko mata!'' she purred, wriggling her nose. Kara's scent was rather curious; it was as though someone had taken crossed the smell of a wild animal, and an average human being; restrained and sensible, yet wild. ``What kinda kitty is kitty?'' Nyama queried, excited and curious all at once.

``W-what kinda kitty am… I'm a panther type bakeneko…'' Kara muttered, raising her brow slowly as she regarded the curious girl in front of her. ``Havn't you heard of us? I mean, I know we're rare and all, but we aren't that rare…'' She flicked an ear slowly, catching the rather distinct sound of a purr as she meowed a bit in confusion. ``What's that sound?'' she lowered an ear slowly, tilting her head to one side thoughtfully. ``Is that… you?''

A deep rumble did seem to be coming from the nekomata's throat, now that the panther thought about it. Kara leaned back, scratching at her jaw slowly. Out of the blue, Nyama interrupted her with a delighted squeal, glancing up at the sky with excitement shining in her bright eyes.

``What? What? What is it?'' Kara asked, glancing up in surprise. She closed one eye, frowning a bit as a large green feather fluttered down before her eyes. ``Nyaaa?'' she wondered in curiosity, catching it. ``It's such a big feather…'' Before she could say anymore, the orange haired nekomata standing next to her grabbed the feline's arms and dragged her away with strength that was not readily apparent.

``Nyama know, Nyama know! It's big green chickens that fly in the sky!'' she stated, not listening to Kara's muffled protests! ``Come on, Nyama know where they are!'' she cried out, diving down behind a stand of bushes. She lay down on her stomach, breasts smooshing against the ground as she peeked through the plants. Nyama was about to say something more when Kara reached down, covering the larger girl's maw with one hand.

``Leave it to me, ok?'' she whispered, trying to keep her own tail from wagging too much as she picked up a pair of rocks from nearby and hefted them. They were small, but heavy; they were sure to do some decent damage if she threw them right. She glanced up, flicking her ears slowly as she listened.

``Hey Bob, what's up?'' she heard a scratchy voice cry out in the tree, from just beyond the outermost wall of leaves.

``Nothing much, just thought I'd take a break,'' replied another voice. This one sounded thick, like the speaker had a mouthful of rocks. Kara's ears twitched, flicking rapidly as this voice continued. ``I just flew in from the mainland, and boy are my arms--'' Kara's wrist snapped forward, the rock cutting an arc through the air before it vanished under the leafy cover! A loud crack resounded, and there was the sound of something heavy hitting the floor.

``…I really never thought his jokes were all that funny myself…'' the other voice, definitely female, interjected rather glumly. Kara's arm snapped forward again, and a second crack resounded as something else fell to the ground. Nyama glanced over at Kara curiously, tilting one ear higher then the other before she burst through the bushes and ran towards the tree. Lying on the ground were two creatures that somewhat resembled humans; instead of arms, however, there were large feathered wings which spanned several feet in length at the shoulders. The feathers were the shame shade of green as the leaves up above the duo's head, and their legs resembled that of a typical bird, scaly and orange in color, with clawed toes.

Nyama paid the toes little mind as she crouched down next to the first of these birds and crammed its feet inside of her maw, purring happily as she sucked down the large tasty legs. Kara followed behind the girl slowly, staring at the other bird uncertainly as she raised her brow. ``Uh… good for you?'' she nodded, unsure what she should do or say as she took a seat by the other bird. ``I'm… not hungry.''

Nyama blinked, narrowing her eyes at the kitty as she started to growl; that was not something that anyone wanted to hear, especially coming from a girl with half a harpy sticking out of her mouth. She started to advance on Kara slowly, and the panther glanced down and twitched. ``D-Do I have to?'' She jumped at the loud growl that reverberated through Nyama's throat as her stomach bulged out ever larger with each swallow she made. ``Ok, ok! Sorry, I'll eat!'' she waved her arms a bit, trying to placate her angry companion! She reached down to the harpy and lifted the remaining harpy slowly, smiling uncertainly. ``Um… you s-'' she jumped at the loud, affirmative growl Nyama made and promptly swallowed. She closed her eyes, not really taking the time to take in the taste of the bird as she started to move and squirm.

`Nya?' she thought, glancing down when she noticed how full her mouth was. It really did taste like chicken! She couldn't resist a low croon of delight as her lips locked around the bird's neck. Steadily, rhythmically, the pantheress swallowed her way down the bird's body. Her lips passed over the bird's small breasts with surprising ease, the girl lapping up and into the small crevice betwixt the two. The sensations of her roughly textured tongue caused the bird to let out a couple of squeaks and yelps, legs batting wildly against the girl's stomach! It wasn't long before Kara's strong arms found their way around the appendages, however, keeping the poor avian pinned.

She was faintly surprised at how much her jaw could stretch, but she didn't think on it anymore then that as she shoved the girl harder. The sensation of the bird's muffled crying and pleading against the inside of her chest cavity brought a giggle of embarrassed bliss to the feline's lips as she instinctively started to undulate her throat. Soon, the rolling motion would claim the bird's hips and, with a foreboding sense of finality, she'd tilt her head up, pointing those still kicking legs into the sky. She relaxed her throat and sat back, the girl patting her bulging belly with a grin. As those legs slipped down into her throat, a sense of relaxation and sleepiness started to cloud her mind. Passing those legs, she once again started up her throat muscles to finish bringing her prey inside. She closed her eyes, relishing the feeling of fullness! ``Hahah... mmm... damn that was good...'' she cooed, writhing on the ground as the bird's terror brought a new wave of fervent struggles! ``Big meals always make me sleepy... night night...'' she yawned. She flumped down on the ground, immediately lost in a blissful wave of sleep. Nyama stared in blank amazement, the predator moving easily as she stood up and walked over. She wasn't too unbalanced by the unwilling passenger in her gut, though she sat right back down.

She started to blush red with mild annoyance as she brought her hand up, and gave Kara a resounding thwap on the back of the head. ``Kara! Kitty no go sleep! Time to go meet the chief!'' she exclaimed!