kawa~ inspiration #16
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Title~ Predator and Prey
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Still~ mine
Notes~ kawa~ inspiration #16. And~ stuff =D
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The golden lion crept silently towards her prey, keeping low so as not to be spotted. Her long, black-tufted tail swished behind her, as though it had a mind of its own, anticipating the outcome of the lion’s pounce. Her soft feet made no sound against the sandy earth as she slunk ever-closer to her unsuspecting prey.
“We’re about to be pounced,” Riona mumbled against her pillow.
“Mhmm,” Mehni agreed.
Nimay’s shoulders slouched as she abandoned her crouching position and pouting at the supposedly sleeping figures of her parents. She folded her arms and huffed at them, making it as clear as possible that she was less than happy about her prey’s behaviour.
Mehni, who was closest to her, suddenly lunged out and gripped her around the waist, causing the young girl to squeal as her prey, now the predator, dragged her into his lair. He devoured her cruelly with lavishes of tickles.
Nimay squealed again, unable to keep herself from giggling as her father’s fingers wriggled at her sides. She squeezed her arms against her body in a desperate attempt to keep him off, but instead he attacked her stomach.
The young girl squirmed, giggling helplessly and trying to fight back and defend at the same time. Eventually she was able to turn around and grip Mehni’s wrists, finally wresting his fingers from her. She shook her head sternly, letting him know that prey wasn’t supposed to attack its predator.
Mehni’s hands hung limp from his wrists. “Aww,” he said dejectedly, then held his hands up in surrender. “I give in. Now could you get off me, please?”
Nimay shook her head fiercely, causing her pony tail to swish back into life.
Riona, who had been safely watching the encounter from the sidelines, propped herself up on one elbow. “Nimay,” she began diplomatically, “If Papa promises not to tickle you again, will you promise to let him up?”
Nimay raised questioning eyebrows to her father.
“I promise,” he told her, his face full of sincerity.
She lowered her eyebrows slightly, and narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Mehni wasn’t the type to carry out promises such as these. She’d been caught out before.
“Yes, really. I promise not to tickle you if you get off me.”
Nimay considered the proposition for a moment, then quickly unlocked her vice grip from her father’s wrists, gave him back some of his own medicine, and jumped off to escape any potential retaliation.
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Still~ mine
Notes~ kawa~ inspiration #16. And~ stuff =D
The golden lion crept silently towards her prey, keeping low so as not to be spotted. Her long, black-tufted tail swished behind her, as though it had a mind of its own, anticipating the outcome of the lion’s pounce. Her soft feet made no sound against the sandy earth as she slunk ever-closer to her unsuspecting prey.
“We’re about to be pounced,” Riona mumbled against her pillow.
“Mhmm,” Mehni agreed.
Nimay’s shoulders slouched as she abandoned her crouching position and pouting at the supposedly sleeping figures of her parents. She folded her arms and huffed at them, making it as clear as possible that she was less than happy about her prey’s behaviour.
Mehni, who was closest to her, suddenly lunged out and gripped her around the waist, causing the young girl to squeal as her prey, now the predator, dragged her into his lair. He devoured her cruelly with lavishes of tickles.
Nimay squealed again, unable to keep herself from giggling as her father’s fingers wriggled at her sides. She squeezed her arms against her body in a desperate attempt to keep him off, but instead he attacked her stomach.
The young girl squirmed, giggling helplessly and trying to fight back and defend at the same time. Eventually she was able to turn around and grip Mehni’s wrists, finally wresting his fingers from her. She shook her head sternly, letting him know that prey wasn’t supposed to attack its predator.
Mehni’s hands hung limp from his wrists. “Aww,” he said dejectedly, then held his hands up in surrender. “I give in. Now could you get off me, please?”
Nimay shook her head fiercely, causing her pony tail to swish back into life.
Riona, who had been safely watching the encounter from the sidelines, propped herself up on one elbow. “Nimay,” she began diplomatically, “If Papa promises not to tickle you again, will you promise to let him up?”
Nimay raised questioning eyebrows to her father.
“I promise,” he told her, his face full of sincerity.
She lowered her eyebrows slightly, and narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Mehni wasn’t the type to carry out promises such as these. She’d been caught out before.
“Yes, really. I promise not to tickle you if you get off me.”
Nimay considered the proposition for a moment, then quickly unlocked her vice grip from her father’s wrists, gave him back some of his own medicine, and jumped off to escape any potential retaliation.