[SNEAK PEEK]A Toy for the Nagalisk
Utahime attempts to do some recon on a monster's lair. It doesn't go great.
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A Toy for the Nagalisk
**By Limewah
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**18+
SNEAK PEEK**
The orange-furred kitsune stopped just short of the cave entrance, at the seam where the dirt and gravel ended and the cold stone began.
Her wooden clogs would have to go. Same for her lute; she didn’t want it to get strummed by accident.
Utahime took them off slowly and set them aside, stifling a shiver as her soles silently pressed into the cold stone. She wrapped her three tails around herself - both to lower her profile, and to shield her from that slightly fetid chill coming from inside.
This excursion was mostly for recon. She wasn’t going to take on the Nagalisk all on her lonesome, but the rest of the party wanted to just charge right in - it would almost certainly be suicide-by-petrification.
Coming alone was the least risky option. For everyone.
…it might also let her claim a little extra credit, and a bigger share of the reward.
She glanced behind her at the numerous statues lingering outside, put on display like they were in a garden. All of them were nude, kneeling or posing in some provocative position - some of them were in far better states than others.
Utahime felt particularly bad for the cute, lithe looking otter who was bent over and stroking his cock - well, he had been, but at some point both his wrist and his shaft had weathered and broken off, and rolled some slight distance away. He was smiling away as if nothing had happened, of course..
She really didn’t want that to happen to her.
As the mouth of the cave opened up into a larger cavern, she could hear a multitude of soft snores up ahead, so numerous that they almost sounded like a swarm of angry bugs.
The Nagalisk supposedly had a retinue of Kobolds who saw it as a dragon - either due to brainwashing or naivete. They were nocturnal, like the beast itself… which made it even easier to sneak around them. The snoring little guys were sprawled all over the place, too. It was a fair bit warmer inside the cave, perhaps with some volcanic vein underneath the stone, so they didn’t need to huddle up for warmth.
That made Utahime’s job only slightly harder. Sneaking around sleeping kobolds wasn’t all that different to evading spike pit traps. Her sense of balance was second to none, at least in her party.
No sign of the big guy though, not even the sound of breathing…
Maybe it was deeper in. As she squinted in the darkness, she couldn’t see any other obvious pathways - Maybe if she hugged the wall she’d find something.
She snuck her way to the edge of the cavern, and very gently and gingerly brushed her fingers against the surface.
It was cooler than she expected it to be, not to mention drier. And it had the barest hint of give to it, too, like if she pushed harder her paw might sink into it.
As she dragged her fingers along it, she felt scales.
She gasped and froze to the spot - but it was already too late.
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