Catching Kevin
"Catching Kevin" a story commission by Base_Progression for Johnyblanco. This is a continuation of "House Warming."
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A pleasant dream was abruptly ceased by the bold aroma of fresh coffee. Savannah's nighttime images faded into obscurity as his incredible nose drank in the scent of the percolating ground beans. Remaining on his back, the hyena kept his eyes closed, choosing instead to enjoy the fragrance. His ears enjoyed the popping sound of boiling water which punctuated barely audible sound of a steady drip. Truth be told, he could lie in bed, listening to that sound and breathing in the scent for hours. He stretched and writhed until it felt like his muscles were just about to pop. Ooh, he thought. Does anything feel this good? The hyena smiled and rolled onto his stomach. The spot beside him had been vacant long enough that the vinyl of the air mattress was very cool and refreshing to the touch. Yes, this feels just as good.
Eyes still closed, Savannah continued letting his other senses enjoy the sensations of the morning. His paw pads and fur rubbed lovingly along the large air pillow, causing faint scratching sounds and low, hollow squeaks. Morning wood was in abundance and it did not take long before the hyena rolled his hips and stroked his thick shaft across the vinyl. It was so soft and smooth that Savannah almost moaned. Now face down, two scents began to overpower the coffee. These were the scents of new vinyl, always an enticing smell, and the musky, perpetually damp scent of otter. The two were a brilliant bouquet, and adding a background of coffee only increased it into the realm of euphoria. Precum drooled under him as Savannah pressed his whole body against the air mattress. The mattress was full and stiff, and wonderful - a perfect way to wake up. Before long, the dripping of the coffee pot ended with one last bubbling slurp from the reservoir.
Savannah stretched once more and yawned then sat up on the edge of the bed. His ears perked as he picked up the gentle sounds of his friend Brian padding around the kitchen. Savannah's flesh was rigid with memories of the amorous night. He grinned and watched his paw stroke the excited meat. A firm squeeze caused a thick drop of pre to ooze out and roll down the underside of his shaft. His knot was already beginning to form. Rather than let it continue and give Brian something to tease him with, Savannah chose to ignore the wood. He stood up and slid on his pair of beige cargo shorts adjusting himself behind the zipper as his erection ruefully died down.
Upon entering the living room, Savannah saw his otter friend pouring two cups of coffee. A paper bag on the counter emanated the smell of egg and meat. Savannah caught a quick glimpse to see Brian's khaki swim trunks and acid-washed pink Hurley shirt crumbled in a pile by the door. "Welcome to the land of the living!" Exclaimed the otter in a tone which indicated he'd been up for a while. "I got us some breakfast burritos from Ken's. They are so good!" The otter placed the two mugs of coffee on the breakfast bar with some sugar and a carton of two-percent milk.
Savannah yawned and lifted the cups, giving the pair a deep inhale. "Mmm... I was having a very good dream," he answered as he watched Brian walk around the breakfast bar. The otter was naked and the sun glinted off his beige and chocolate fur.
"I know," Brian barked with a laugh. "You poked me awake twice! Your cock was so hard that ... hell, I thought you were going to pop the bed."
Savannah smiled and took a sip from one of the cups. He followed the otter to the coffee table and set the coffee beside the bag of burritos. He then returned to the counter and collected the milk and sugar. These were set on the table just as Brian set the egg and beef burritos on top of two napkins. Being larger than his friend, Savannah was forced to sit on the carpet lest he sit too high to be comfortable. Brian, however, pulled up a small beach ball then straddled and sat on it. The partially inflated ball bulged tightly between Brian's legs, lifting the otter's sack and sheath to a pleasant viewing angle.
"Hey, let's eat before your raunchy mind gets any ideas." The otter had caught Savannah staring.
"'My' raunchy mind?" Savannah asked. "Looks like you're the one screaming for action." The hyena gestured with a burrito towards the otter's groin. The beach ball was serving to inflate the pink otter flesh, quickly enticing it out of Brian's sheath.
The otter did not hesitate and only shrugged while he took a bite from his burrito then replied, "What? I told you these things were delicious." Savannah could only shake his head at and younger, irrepressible otter.
The two friends ate and talked for nearly an hour. Brian was right, the burritos were delicious. Savannah caught himself more than once torn between savoring the flavor of the eggs, potatoes and beef of his burrito and the sight of his friend's arousal. The beach ball swelled and rolled under Brian as the otter rocked on it, obviously enjoying the feel of the shifting air massaging his testicles. Luckily the otter was as engrossed in the burrito as well; leaving time for Brian to mock Savannah's leering only a few times. The breakfast was pleasant and once the burritos were done, they took turns rising to refill the mugs of coffee.
Unhampered by a possibly messy burrito, Savannah chose to lean back against one of the inflatable chairs behind the table. Brian had a great idea when he decided to fill his new apartment with as much inflatable furniture and toys. Everything about this place was made to please. Savannah reached off and grabbed a red balloon from a small plastic bag and played with it in his paws as he took a sip of coffee. The deflated balloon was soft against his paw pads and begging to be filled with air. Taking another sip of coffee and setting down the cup, Savannah sealed his muzzle around the lip of the balloon and blew.
The room became silent. Both hyena and otter watched the flaccid object fill then grow into an oblong, red orb. Savannah's second breath sounded hollow inside the rubber and the balloon's skin grew tight as it started to expand. As usual, the first two breaths were the most difficult, and Savannah's lungs and cheeks burned slightly from the tension, but the burn was part of the fun. Savannah caught sight of Brian holding his coffee in one paw while the other paw stroked the firm otter flesh. The otter's eyes seemed to widen as the balloon grew. Breaths three, four and five were almost effortless but the reward was found in empty hiss of air passing from the hyena's lungs into the balloon. Savannah's view of Brian became filled with tight, red rubber and his shorts filled quickly as his sheath released the hyena's flesh. The balloon grew steadily, its rubber spreading and thinning along Savannah's left paw. Around breath ten, Brian felt the air trying to escape back into his muzzle. He blew once more and heard the rubber scream with strain. Savannah paused then risked one more exhale. The balloon withstood its rubber so tight that it was transparent, casting a rosy tint over the otter on the other side. Savannah pinched the lips of the balloon and pulled it from his muzzle with a satisfied grin.
By now, Brian was practically drooling. The otter's paw was stroking an obscenely pre-ing shaft. Savannah liked him best this way. When Brian's mind was lost in lustful thought, he was easy to provoke. The hyena closed his eyes then pulled the balloon down his chest and hummed softly at the feel. Wet sounds told Savannah that Brian's paw was moving faster. Though the tightness in his shorts was growing painful, Savannah had to string his friend along. The evil hyena held the lips of the balloon up, near the edge of his muzzle. Carefully, he loosened his grip on the sealed opening, slowly letting air blow over his lips and nose. Savannah's shudder and moan were only partly for Brian's benefit. The rush of air was arousing. Air carried the scents of meat and coffee past the hyena's sensitive nose. Brian let out a whimper, he wanted more. Savannah grinned almost evilly then set the opening of the balloon on his lower lip as he opened his muzzle. He relaxed his grip a little more and let the air rush from the balloon and into his open muzzle. Just to goad Brian a little more, Savannah let out an enthusiastic cry.
Brian had his left paw on the table and was leaning forward. The otter was pumping his shaft at full speed. Savannah watched this for a moment. The sight was fun, but so was denying the otter. Experience allowed Savannah to notice the cues as the otter grew closer to release. Just before the point of no return, Savannah chastised his friend. "Hey," he said. "You're not really going to cum where we eat are you?"
The comment made little sense as the coffee table was not meant for meals, but the sudden statement distracted Brian. With a gasp, the otter's short attention span shifted from the balloon deflating through Savannah's fur to the nonsensical observation. "What?" Brian looked quizzically at the hyena. "This isn't where..." Brian caught onto Savannah's mean trick, but it was too late. A short attention span and over-thinking had softened the otter's member. Brain grumbled. If he worked his shaft back up and started pawing again, Savannah would mock him. It was all in playful fun, but there was no way Brian would allow Savannah the satisfaction. Instead, the otter just sighed and glared at the grinning hyena. "You're such an asshole."
Savannah laughed. "I love you too." Sure, the hyena's own arousal ended without climax, but sometimes, gratification came in the form of Brian's reaction to lighthearted harassment. "Didn't you get enough yesterday." Both furs smiled at the memory of the previous afternoon and night. Brian had a lot of inflatable toys and furniture to set up, and it seemed nearly every piece resulted in sexual romp.
"I can never get enough," Brian reminded his friend. "Can't we go one more time? The otter isn't fully inflated."
Brian was obviously referring to the otter pool toy, a gift from Savannah several weeks earlier. However, the remark was too easy to let slide. "I think the otter is full enough," Savannah was feeling cruel. "He was filled six times yesterday, and once in the middle of the night."
Brian blushed and laid his small lutrine ears back. "You know what I meant."
"Yeah, I do." It was time to let up before Brian became too defensive. "Let's hit up the mall and get your apartment properly stocked. Then..." Savannah paused and winked at his brown-furred friend. "Then let's try out that pool."
Instantly, Brian's ears perked. Although sex, toys and balloons were fun in their own right, nothing pleased the otter more than swimming. "Deal!" The response was almost a bark.
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Time passed quickly for the boys. Though a familiar hangout, the mall always felt new and exciting. Stock in the various stores rotated constantly. This meant that Savannah and Brian were perpetually distracted by some new fashion, scent or gadget. Savannah was responsible enough to make sure their first stop was at a Bed, Bath & Beyond so Brian would not be stuck eating out of paper plates. They also found high thread-count sheets. The vinyl mattress was comfortable, and the slick surface enticing, but covers were needed as nights tend to get cool, and over-stimulation could easily hinder a good night's sleep. The latter became evident when Brian awoke Savannah at two in the morning for a near hour of sensual rubbing and release.
Distractible as ever, Brian found something of interest in every store window. This prolonged the outing late into the day. Had it not been for the bags of dishes, sheets, clothes and knick-knacks weighing both otter and hyena down, Savannah was sure they would remain in the mall until closing. Brian's coupe was so stuffed with mall goods that Savannah had to hold the groceries they had purchased on the way home in his lap. By the time Brian and Savannah returned to the complex, the sun had set and the air was cool. The car's dashboard clock read eight-thirteen.
Groceries were the only items brought into the apartment. Brian was eager to play in the pool and worried when he saw the complex manager cleaning up around the pool building. The pair hurried as they put the food away, Brian a little more so than Savannah. After that, it was only a quick change into their swim trunks before they headed out the door. They decided against bringing the inflatable otter toy and a beach ball as the items would most likely lead to behavior they would rather not be caught performing. As the otter locked his door, one of Brian's new neighbors, a fit and strong jaguar nodded to the pair with a smile. Hanging on the jaguar's arm was a thin, perky male gray wolf with long hair and pink bow. The smiles on the neighbors conveyed love and a deep lust. Brian returned the jaguar's nod as the feline disappeared into the apartment beside Brian's. Brian chuckled. "If you think I'm bad, you should hear those two." He winked then led Savannah down the nearby stairs.
The two friends were anxious as they reached the pool. More than once Brian voiced his concern their swim would be cut short by the manager, Kevin, closing up for the day. "Some of the residents mentioned he closes early every once in a while." The otter was practically biting his lip. A noise diverted Savannah's attention. His ears angled toward the sound, followed by his gaze. Silhouettes from Brian's jaguar neighbor betrayed the feline's activities. The cat had his guest pressed to the curtains against the window. Whatever Base was doing behind the lupine, Savannah felt a little envious. After the pool, the hyena decided and licked his lips with anticipation. Savannah nearly ran into Brain as the otter had stopped at the door.
Normally, during business hours, the door remained open. It was a common practice to alert visitors that they could enter, and to allow air to circulate. This time, however, the door was barely ajar. Obviously Kevin had tried to close and lock it; the lock was engaged, but the door wasn't closed completely, causing the locking mechanism to miss the hole in the door frame. Brian smiled at this fortunate happenstance.
"This is perfect," said the otter. "We can lock up once inside and Kevin won't come by to kick us out." Both minds were so in tune that Brian did not have to continue. "While we're making a day of shopping, let's check out those pool toys." Without further hesitation, Brian pulled the door open. The friends snuck inside and turned the lock, securing themselves inside the warm room.
As expected, the large room reeked of chlorine and wet fur; this caused a minor irritation to Savannah's sensitive nose, but not to the otter. Brian's smile was as wide as his eyes. He had the whole pool and the pile of toys to himself and Savannah. It required no searching before the otter and hyena found the pile of pool toys stacked between the locker rooms. Brian and Savannah made their way to the mound of rubber and vinyl. Both pairs of eyes locked on the fox-head water wings. Savannah picked them up and remarked, "I definitely want the..." He was silenced by a sharp shush from Brian. He looked at the otter.
Brian's small ears were perked as high as they could reach. He had caught a sound. Savannah angled his ears in the same direction. Brian heard undistinguishable huffs, whereas Savannah, with his keener ears made out whispers and squeaks. Savannah took the lead as the two furs slipped into the locker room to find the source of the noise. As they rounded the S-shaped entrance, they could tell the sounds were coming from the shower. There were plastic-sounding screeches and sharp breaths intermingled with ecstatic whispers. A stack of clothes lay heaped on a bench by the blue lockers. Savannah peeked into the shower to see what was going on.
In the shower room, a strongly-built, naked male otter had an inflatable husky pinned to the wall under a nozzle. No water was running, but it was obvious the male was pretending to be in the middle of a shower. Judging by the mop and bucket in a corner, this imaginary shower was due to someone recently cleaning the locker room. Savannah recognized the male; it was Kevin, the sea otter manager of the complex! The hyena ducked behind a wall, blushing at the realization of what he saw. Brian was curious.
"What is it?" the otter asked in a whisper.
Savannah whispered back, wide-eyed, "It's Kevin." The hyena paused. "He's yiffing a husky pool toy."
Brian's eyes widened and a toothy grin spread across his muzzle. "You didn't say anything about a husky pool toy." The river otter was practically drooling as he moved to walk into the shower.
Savannah extended an arm and blocked the otter's way. "What are you doing?" he whispered. "Kevin deserves privacy." Savannah glared at his friend who just lifted a brow with a cocky grin.
"Says who?" The otter's mind was made up. "I want that husky." Brian peeked around to the huffing sea otter. "I also want that otter." Savannah's mouth opened to order Brain to stop, but before anything came out, Brian called loudly, "Need help with that?"
Kevin spun so quickly that he almost fell. Luckily the shower was dry or the middle-aged sea otter would have been sprawled on the floor. Instead, the husky fell to the floor and Kevin splayed with his back against the wall, panting and eyes wide. "Wha... What are you doing here?" The sea otter was yelling, not so much angry as mortified. "The pool is closed!"
Savannah gave up trying to restrain his river otter friend and let Brian walk into the shower. Brian walked right up to the sea otter and churred. "The door didn't lock." He took a moment to look the startled, older otter up and down. "It's locked now. No one will get in." Kevin's eyes looked confused and panicked as he looked from Brian up to Savannah. The hyena just shrugged, he had no idea what Brian was up to. Brian continued, "We came for a swim, but now, we've found something more enticing..." Brian's head turned to face the husky.
Kevin was unsure how to react; he had been caught pleasuring himself with one of the pool toys. "I... uh... That isn't what the kids play with." Kevin was panicking. "I keep that separate." Savannah felt sorry for the sea otter. Brian was much more forward than many people when it came to sex, and the hyena knew it could be intimidating. He walked up behind Brian and pulled the small river otter to back to his chest.
"Don't worry," Savannah assured the manager. "If anyone can understand the allure of pool toys, it's us." Savannah's smile was comforting, and Kevin relaxed noticeably. The three furs stood in silence for a long, uneasy moment before Brian acted.
The younger otter looked seductively up at the older otter and knelt slightly. The start had caused Kevin's arousal to dissipate completely. Kevin's member was tucked securely in the sea otter's sheath. Very carefully, Brian raised a paw and cupped Kevin's sack. The sea otter let out a gasp as his heavy orbs settled in the younger otter's paw. His sheath filled rapidly. The sea otter's tip was peeking through the opening in his pouch even before Brian leaned in and nuzzled his sheath. "Mmm..." Brian whined softly.
Kevin was starting to relax and the growth near his groin was showing his acceptance. Savannah watched as the elder sea otter lay his head back and sighed with pleasure. The hyena needed to say something. "That is a very good-looking husky," _not a winner, but it'll do. _ "She's very lifelike." Savannah stood as close to Kevin as Brian's kneeling form would allow.
It took a moment for Kevin to reply. His shaft had emerged fully from his sheath and in turn, Brian had begun nuzzling it. Kevin was panting, this time from arousal as he answered Savannah. "Yeah... She was part of a lot delivered my first week here." He moaned as Brain angled Kevin's shaft into his muzzle and began to bob along the length. "Oohh... want to try her?"
Savannah smiled and looked down at his river otter friend. Brian had the sea otter very rigid and nearly ready to burst. "Later," he said. "You were with her first." Savannah looked at back at the pile of clothes by the locker. "Do you have a condom? I have an idea."
Kevin nodded and moaned. Brian knew what otters enjoyed. "I have one in my wallet." He groaned happily. "Back pocket."
Savannah left the two otters, Kevin moaning in ecstasy while Brian suckled the manager's shaft. In the pile of clothes, Savannah found what he was looking for. Sure enough, there was a fresh, lubricated condom in Kevin's wallet. The hyena smiled and returned to the shower. He wanted to add to Kevin's torment before speaking and thus gave the sea otter a long, deep, lustful kiss. The hyena and the sea otter moaned into each other's mouths, enjoying the tastes of saliva and tongues. Savannah pulled away and with a paw on Brian's shoulder, coaxed the river otter off Kevin's shaft. I have an idea. Savannah whispered to Brian while Kevin looked on. Within short order, Savannah moved aside toward the husky. Brian put the condom on Kevin's stiff shaft the shifted slightly to the side and got on all fours. With Kevin looking on, Brian tugged his khaki swim shorts down, exposing this dark, toned rump.
Savannah returned and gave Kevin a kiss to distract him from the river otter's body. When he pulled away, he set the husky on Brian's back, lining up the pool toy's hind legs with the river otter's. He then grinned at Kevin. "Go ahead and finish with your husky." Savannah winked at the sea otter.
Kevin needed no second bidding. He got on one knee behind the river otter and husky. Brian shifted his tail to the right and churred. Kevin lined his tip up with Brian's hot tail hole then pushed in steadily. Both otters moaned with pleasure. Brian whimpered in delight at the new, sturdy cock inside him combined with being wrapped in inflated vinyl. He hugged the husky's front legs around him and shivered. It felt as though the toy were mounting him. Kevin, for his part grabbed the toy's hips. He let his mind get lost in the mix of soft, smooth, air-filled vinyl and the heat around his cock. Within moments, the sea otter was pounding his hips against the backside of the smaller river otter.
Savannah watched the two otters and their toy. It was an invigorating view. From the angle of him standing, it looked like Kevin was mounting the inflatable husky while it in turn plowed into his lifelong friend. The sight was too much for Savannah to bear silently. He removed his swim trunks and kicked them across the shower. He then knelt on one knee beside Brian's muzzle and began stroking his cock. The huffs of three males in the throes of ecstasy echoed out of the locker room.
The bliss of screwing a hot, inflatable husky quickly built up in Kevin's loins. He almost forgot about the smaller otter under the toy he was holding. A few moments of hard thrusting brought on the sea otter's climax. He leaned forward, holding Brian's belly and hugging the toy to his chest. Ropes of this otter cum surged through his cock and into Brian's ass, quickly filling the thin latex condom. Brian yelped at the final thrust, the otter cock inside him finding a deep and delightfully painful recess. The river otter shivered as he felt wave after wave of otter cum blast against his prostate. However, as all things, the release came to an end. Kevin leaned back and started to pull away. Savannah's paw stopped him.
Savannah, who had been pawing and enjoying the sight of the otters and their toy, grinned at Kevin. "Leave the condom in." Kevin grinned in reply and pulled out slowly, making sure the cum-filled latex remained in the smaller otter. Brian barked as Kevin's shaft exited his body. The river otter could feel the soft latex bladder inside him and murred at the sensation. Savannah guided Kevin aside and chuckled. "Watch this." He knelt on all fours behind Brian and wet his lips. Savannah gripped the end of the condom, and, lowering his head, the hyena sealed his lips around the opening. He took a deep breath then blew into the condom hard.
Brian lost his mind! Immediately, the river otter barked and squeaked and his arms collapsed. Chest on the ground, Brian dug with his back legs, his foot claws scraping against the tile. He yipped and churred, beyond ecstasy, as his insides filled with air and latex. The sensation was almost unbearable.
Years of practice with balloons made it possible for Savannah to judge the condom's length and girth. Though the otter's body added pressure to the inflation, a keen sense of air pressure allowed the hyena to visualize his work. After ten good breaths into the end of the condom, Savannah pinched off the latex lips and chuckled with Kevin. The river otter, Brian was shaking and whimpering, his mind a fog of euphoric numbness. With an evil chuckle, Savannah turned to Kevin and said, "Watch this." He slid his right paw between Brian's legs and drew his claw tips lightly from the river otter's urethra, over his glans, and down his shaft. Before Savannah's claws reached the otter's beige sack, Brian let out a long, loud moan. The river otter bucked subconsciously and eight white strands of cum shot across the sky-blue shower tiles.
"Wow," stated Kevin. "The poor guy sure had a lot pent up." He chuckled and rubbed the river otter's right buttock. "You better let him go before he passes out."
Savannah's gaze was little less than pure evil. "Why should I?" he asked. "I haven't tried out your husky. Kevin could only snigger as Savannah bent down. The hyena carefully released the end of the condom, and like the balloon from that morning, the air spit back at his face. This time, however, the air carried with it sea otter seed. Savannah flinched slightly as droplets of the redolent liquid splashed against his face. Once the condom had deflated entirely, Savannah pulled the latex sleeve from his friend's body. Brian barked, but in his exhausted state, didn't move. Kneeling on one knee behind Brian, the hyena pressed his tip under the otter's tail. He upturned the condom, spilling Kevin's cum over his tip as additional lubricant then pushed inside, accompanied by a moan from the prostrate river otter.
Recent use and Brian's release left the river otter's tail hole searing hot and incredibly tight. Savannah took a long moment to appreciate the sensation before gripping the vinyl husky's hips and began a steady, pleasant pace pulls and thrusts. From his vantage point, Brian was blocked by white and brown, air-filled vinyl. He easily empathized with Kevin's eagerness during the recent session. It was very easy to forget the otter kneeling on all fours, and imagine the heat and pressure coming from the husky. Savannah leaned on the husky and bucked firmly. The air below him along with the velvety smooth feel of the toy was blissful, and the heat around his cock was intense.
Kevin scooted up next to the moaning, thrusting hyena. He pet Savannah's rump then nuzzled muzzles. Hyena and sea otter met with a deep, lustful kiss once more. The shower echoed with soft hyena murrs and tired but blissful river otter churrs. Brian's legs shook as his body was already overwhelmed with ecstasy. It took every bit of the river otter's concentration to keep from collapsing to the shower floor. The inflated husky's front arms were locked around Brian's chest as he hugged the smooth pool toys to him.
Kevin's paw and kiss along with the feel of a life-sized, air-filled husky below him spurred Savannah. His hips bucked and smacked against Brian's rump. The squeezing between the hyena and otter at each thrust made the husky toy squeal. Savannah's paws rubbed the glossy vinyl, his paw pads catching here and there on the toy's texture. It wasn't long before Savannah's groin strained for release. He held off for an additional two minutes then with a moan into Kevin's muzzle, the hyena erupted into his friend. Savannah's mind was filled with the desire to coat the toy. He pulled out of Brian mid-release and allowed five juicy strings of cum to splash against the inflated husky. The spray made wet, heavy patters under the husky's tail. Below the toy and two bigger furs, Brian collapsed into a churring pile of fur, his mind empty but for the sensations of vinyl across his back and his own throbbing back end.
Kevin chuckled at the smaller otter and spread Savannah's seed across the toy's haunches while the hyena milked a few last drops of dense, white fluid. The sea otter smiled as he spoke, "So... Savannah, right?" The hyena nodded, returning the smile as Kevin continued. "Are you, you know, with this cute otter?"
Savannah looked down at Brian. His friend had rotated and was now busy nuzzling the husky pool toy. "His name is Brian, and no, were not 'together'." Savannah had feelings for Brian and his friend had similar feeling for him, but neither he nor Brian was ready to work on a deeper relationship. Savannah continued. "We're just friends." Kevin smiled.
His attention diverted by the talking, Brian raised his head and asked, "What are you two talking about?" Brian was always a bit concerned when he saw Savannah smiling and talking to others but didn't hear what the talking was about. He trusted the hyena, but knew the hyena was not above making jokes at his expense.
"I was just..." Savannah paused. "Just making a new friend." The chuckles and knowing winks exchanged between the hyena and sea otter slightly worried the suspicious Brian.