The best kept pet
The feral amasii purred as she stretched, her claws leaving little divots and imperfections in this patch of flooring that the staff knew better than to try and fill.
The Plain's Tribes Pow-Wow (TDS Side #6)
Standing at nearly 8 feet, the thick maned, dark-furred amasii rex was almost the textbook definition of an alpha specimen. it was clear at once where troy inherited his build from.
Usurper
Slowly, his tails flickered around the darling amasii, pulling her in closer with a literal blanket of fur. "though you know...
Scion and the Alpha - pt.4
amasii did not fly like this! isiat saw her distress, and in a moment of quick thinking, gripped his paws in her hair, tugging her head back and making her gasp quietly.
In a place, far, far from here...
She was a meek and sweet little amasii lioness; barely five feet to the top of her dark haired head, and with and fur and exotic patterning and just the right about of curve.
The Desert - Re-visited Part 1
Temple life for an amasii female could be a very bad thing, even if it kept you from poverty. her species was meant to reproduce, and not doing so caused their heats to become so strong they were almost painful.
Chain of Command Ch.4 : Meeting Expectations
amasii didn't exactly blend in with crowds neatly, and her parents had been no exception. they'd also been the only parents who's handshakes he'd actually accepted. when it came time for him to sit down with them alone, he'd almost smiled. almost.
Sating the Beast
Sating the beast - page 1 shadi, and the amasii lion species are (c) shadi carcer xshadi isiat, and the keynari species are (c) isiat carcer isiat squire carcer if your under the legal age of your region to be reading this, shame on your parents for not keeping
The Rito Rogues
No amasii had crossed the great sea since what history had named the calamity, though to all her knowledge, it was still an ongoing event.
Chain of Command Ch.2 : Getting Physical
But now that he had this little tight amasii, she wasn't going anywhere. he didn't even think she'd realized it yet, but she'd been quietly moaning for the last few thrusts, and that served to turn isiat on more than anything else.
A week well spent
The sweet little amasii lioness was in a particular nirvana of her own making, hovering somewhere between the lusty fires of a feline heat just passed, and a blissed-out haze of post-orgasmic clarity.
Hot, Wet & Messy
The little tan and brown striped and spotted amasii lioness purred loudly, reaching for her shampoo on the corner rack.