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Heiken. Colonel Heiken. He is an eastern stallion in the Emperor's royal regiment, tasked with leading an army westward to put a stop to a cruel monarchy ruling over their people with an iron talon. Though a mount, he commands as much respect as the general that rides on his back, and is feared almost as much.

His many years as a colonel had given him a lifetime of experience as a leader, but it had also worn him down and drained him, emotionally. Many, many years serving under the Emperor had ensured that, when it came time to retire, he'd be a rich stallion, but those same years also ensured that he didn't know what else to do with his life. He couldn't have imagined returning to his homestead to start a family, or retiring to a secluded cottage at the base of a mountain. Instead, he had adopted his troops as family, and the most safe place he felt was in the front lines, charging towards the enemy under the guidance of his rider.

A consummate soldier and leader, Heiken prided himself on his loyalty, dedication, and honor. He was the first to fight, and the last to lay down and sleep for the night. Because of this honor-bound compulsion, he often found himself restless as the sun set and the explosions stopped, patrolling around the perimeter of the encampment to ensure no enemies were planning an ambush.

On that night he was doing just that - Patrolling the perimeter - when he heard a rustling in some bushes nearby. Curious, he trotted his way over and nuzzled at the bushes, hoping to have some vermin or creature expose itself, but there was nothing.

The entire encampment housing over 100 elite soldiers was in a clearing surrounded on all sides by a densely packed forest, with a wide pathway leading east and west, a single stream meandering through the clearing going from north to south. Enemies could have sneaked in from any angle, so he wanted to be sure they were properly prepared, and every rustling bush could be a scout gathering intel.

To be safe, he reared up on his hind legs and stomped down as hard as he could with his hooves, crushing the bush under him in a cacophany of snapping twigs and shuffling leaves. Still, he gave another few steps onto the bush before backing away and flaring his nostrils in a snort.

Content that this area was clear - at least for now - he shook off his mane and continued his patrol. He was wearing only thick leathers draped over his back and neck, so if there was an ambush, it wouldn't stop an arrow like his armor could. That was fine, the protection was enough to ensure that any wound would be merely a surface cut or stab, nothing deep or dangerous.

As he made his way around to the west-leading path, he heard another rustling - this time in the tree tops - so he spun around and kicked at the trunk of the nearest tree. His shapely, powerful haunches contained a lot of muscle, so the impact shook many bugs, dead leaves, and broken twigs from the branches above, but no evidence of any sort of scout. Though to be fair, his eyesight wasn't what an eagle or gryphon would have and the sun was ready to hide behind the horizon so his vision was further impaired.

Still, he heard little coming from the trees around him aside from the gentle chirping of wild birds and the buzzing of insects singing their last songs before night swept over the wood.

Heiken continued his patrol, twitching his ears and keeping his eyes peeled, waiting for something or someone to betray their position. It wasn't until he reached the tail end of the stream at the south of the clearing that he heard something that was a bit different from the first disturbances. Rather than it be a simple snap of a twig or a rustling of some leaves, there seemed to be a clearly distinguishable set of scraping, thudding, snapping, and rustling that was moving from behind a bush to go further south away from the camp.

His instincts as a leader urged him to investigate, so he pushed his way through the underbrush and followed the moving sounds, getting closer and closer to the source of the disturbances. As he trotted his way forward, he found his hooves catching on roots and vines that were jutting out from the soil, but as he was a quadruped, he had no problem avoiding them or ensuring that they didn't hinder his progress.

As he got closer to the source of the noises, he tried his best to squint and pay attention to it only to find the foliage was too thick for his eyes to see far between the trunks of the trees around him.

Then silence. All he could hear aside from his own thudding hooves was the trickling of the stream nearby. There were no sounds, no birds chirping, no rustling leaves, and no bugs buzzing. Something was wrong, and he knew it.

Heiken was starting to reconsider going so far south of the encampment on his own, and as that revelation dawned on him, he saw a gentle teal mist descending upon him, smothering the leaves nearby and making him cough a bit. He flared his nostrils out and snorted heavily, shaking his head and mane off to get rid of the sensation of the mist tickling at his nares.

Distracted, he didn't notice that a single vine was emerging from the dirt to wrap itself around his hind hoof; it got a few coils around his leg before he felt it squeezing him. Angry, he kicked and bucked, snapping the vine enough for him to get free as he spun and watched the gnarled wooden tendril twist and turn and put itself back together. Beside it, three more vines emerged from the leaves and soil, the top of each of them aiming towards him.

He was about to rear up and stomp on them, but he felt more wrap around his hooves again, this time on both of his hind legs and one of his front legs. The stallion's powerful rump muscles flexed as he kicked, snapping the branches again, and he started to run, barreling through the under brush before being distracted by a winged figure crashing down through the canopy to cling to a tree trunk nearby.

This winged creature was a black and white patterned gryphon, and it seemed like the teal mist was emanating from its body to descend on the foliage around Heiken, summoning more vines from the ground.

To keep the vines from getting a hold of him, he kept moving, pacing in place while never taking his eyes off the gryphon. The gryphon was between him and his encampment, so running in the opposite direction was not a smart idea. Instead, he confronted this avian. "Get out of my way, gryphon, or feel the wrath of my hooves!" He didn't want to hurt this bird as he was not sure if she was an enemy or not, but she seemed to be commanding the vines, and that made her a nuisance.

"Or what? You're gonna jump all the way up here and kick me with those powerful looking haunches? Good luck with that!" She chirped at him, voice gentle and feminine but also powerful and commanding of Heiken's attention. She hopped off the tree to dig her claws into another, looking down at him the whole time. "Go ahead, kick me. If you can hit me, then I'll shower you with gold!"

Heiken snorted and kicked his hoof at the ground where a vine was growing to prod at his hoof. "Don't tempt me, avian. Just get out of my way and there doesn't have to be any violence." HE warned, taking steps towards the tree she was clinging to.

"What violence? All I see is an impotent equine scraping at the dirt. Can you climb trees?" she spun and took a few steps up the trunk, claws and talons digging into the bark as the teal mist continued to emanate from her body, descending into the ground.

Frustrated, Heiken barreled towards her, quickly spinning to kick at the trunk of the tree. There was a loud, deep thud as his hooves hit the bark and the rustling of the leaves above due to the impact, but the gryphon didn't move. Her talons were deep in the wood of the tree.

"Is that it? Bit of a disappointment from an equine of your standing." She giggled before hopping down to land on his back and kick off again, splaying her wings out as she widened her stance on the ground next to him. "Is this better? More fair?"

To Heiken's surprise, she was actually bigger than he was, but much lighter. He barely felt her paws and talons on his back as she hopped off him. He was angry, but more confused. She was no longer between him and the camp, so his urge was to barrel his way out of there and return to his troops, but curiosity got the better of him. He stepped towards her, expecting her to run, but instead she turned around and lifted her tail, exposing a very mare-like set of pussy lips. He cocked his head to the side and lifted an ear, not sure what was going on.

"Are you shy, or something?" She chirped at him, looking over her shoulder at the stud with both ears perked up and her tail still raised high.

Heiken wasn't the aggressive type, but this gryphon was toying with him, and that angered the stallion enough that rather than mount her, he reared up and slammed his hooves down onto her rump end.

The gryphon was anticipating such an attack, and had gracefully sidestepped and flutter hopped into the air, giving a kick at Heiken's neck, claws catching on his flesh as she once again flapped her wings up to grip at a tree, tail swaying behind her. "Oh you poor stallion. So uptight you can't even take advantage of a golden opportunity like that. Too bad." she churred at him and hopped away, clinging from one tree to the next.

He was enraged. He felt like his honor was in some way insulted, and the sharp sting of the cuts on his neck didn't help. Rather than turn and return to the troops, he barreled his way through the under brush to chase after the gryphon. She was going slow, hopping from tree to tree so she wasn't bursting out over the canopy and she wasn't running, yet she was going slow enough for him to catch.

To his chagrin, a pair of bushes hid a hill, and as he lowered his head to barrel between them, he lost his balance, nicked his hoof on a rock, and tripped over himself as he rolled down the hill, leather armor flying off him before he eventually stopped on his back next to a rock. Beside him, the stream was flowing over a cliff to land in a pool before meandering further south.

Before he could roll and get to his feet, more than a dozen different thick vines erupted all around him, the tips snaking their way around his body. Two around his torso, one around his neck, one around his tail, and two on each limb to hold him in place. Unlike the first time, they were moving fast, had a lot more power, and he couldn't kick out of their grip, which made him even angrier.

He tried to flail and resist the vines, using his powerful haunches to kick and pull at the vines but he couldn't make even the slightest bit of progress against their grip. He could barely move, and that made him furious. "Let me go!" He bellowed, eyes wide and nostrils flared out.

The gryphon fluttered her way down next to him, the teal mist still emanating from her and seeping into the ground around Heiken. "Why would I let a strapping stud like you go? I could have some true use of you, you know. Big, powerful rump like that, I bet you buck like a battering ram."

Once again, Heiken coiled up his muscles and tried to kick out of the bondage of the vines, but the tendrils squeezed ever tighter and a few of them pulled back into the ground, spreading his hind legs and pinning his front legs to his chest. He was growing ever more furious, until the sweet aroma of mare wafted into his angrily flared nostrils. Confused, he shook his head of the intoxicating scent and tried to kick again.

"I wouldn't waste all of your energy, dear." The gryphon cooed at him as she stepped toward the stallion. She looked up over his body to catch his gaze as she laid a single talon on his inner thigh, thumb teasing at his sheathe and balls. "I wouldn't want you to spend yourself until I'm done with you." She lowered her beak, nuzzling at Heiken between his hind leg, purring and cooing at him as she closed her eyes, enjoying the soft velvet of his flesh and fur against her nares.

"What are you doing, Avian?!" Heiken bellowed, only to let his anger dissipate as he felt her warm breath on his sheathe. It was immensely confusing for him; on one hoof, he was incredibly upset at this gryphon's vines, trapping him and making him frustrated and enraged, but on the other hoof, she was teasing him and showing loving affection to his nether region. He hadn't been with a mare for many months now due to the war, and it was pleasant to feel someone other than his rider tending to his needs.

In spite of his natural desires for such attention, he was still a shy stallion, preferring to keep his physical intimacy to himself and a lover, within the confines of his home. Such an aggressive attack at his sexuality out in the open of a forest clearing where any passing avians could see him was not his ideal situation of intimacy. As uncomfortable as he was, he still found his struggles to be slowly dissipating as the pleasure coaxed him into complacency.

"There we go." the gryphon cooed at him, still nuzzling at his sheathe. Her breath was warm against his exposed flesh, and was followed by a thick tongue cupping his scrotum between his balls, letting either of his massive orbs dangle down over either side of her lower beak.

He tensed up and tried to close his hind legs, but the vines kept him in place, and the more he resisted the stronger they seemed to get; he quickly learned his lesson and stopped struggling, but he was still worried about that beak being so close to his tender flesh.

"You don't have to worry about me, Stud. I'm not going to hurt you. I just have to be sure I keep you in place, since last time I presented to you, you tried to squish me." She kept licking and nuzzling in between words, letting her copious amounts of drool soak his sheathe and make him tingle. He was slowly getting accustomed to the situation right as he felt her beak press against his sheathe, tongue prodding into him to lap at the slowly growing cock head within.

He stopped moving as his eyes went wide. He didn't know how to respond to this, but his body did. As soon as he felt the warm, slick tongue massaging him inside his sheathe, he felt a familiar tingle emerge in his loins as his blood converged between his hind legs, forcing the tip of his cock out to lay flat on his belly. Bits of precum were leaking out the end of it, gumming up the fur on his belly.

"There we go. Are you finally relaxed a bit there, stud?" She cooed at him as she continued to nuzzle at his sheathe, cock emerging and growing next to her beak. She gave the underside of it a lick before resting one of her talons on his belly next to it, using her thumb to tease it and poke at it. She was always careful to not stab or scratch, as even a stallion's cock was a sensitive part of their body.

Even for a Colonel like Heiken, he had his sensitive parts; that was why he took in a long, drawn out breath and tried his best to relax, letting the gryphon have her way with him. He hoped she'd expose herself, maybe let him out of the bondage of the vines so he could mount her like a proper mare, but he was a tactician and knew that would be stupid of her, so he didn't expect that freedom. At least not until he proved he could be trusted.

The gryphon climbed up over him, straddling as he lay prone on his back, all fours pinned in their various positions to ensure she could tower over him in dominance. He could have kicked. He could have resisted, but he could practically feel her heat emanating from under her tail to warm his shaft and could smell the tangy sweetness of her femininity. Both drove him a little wild so that his cock was fully rock hard.

She looked down at him, her vibrant blue eyes piercing his as she licked her beak. The gryphon reached down between her hind legs - an odd thing for a quadruped to do - to cup her talons around the tip of his cock, smearing his precum all over the end of his shaft and her own flesh. She nosed in to rub her beak against his soft muzzle as she leaned back, pressing his cock against her hot, wet mare pussy lips.

Heiken let out a long, drawn out grunt as he bucked his hips up instinctively, pressing his cock against her, forcing the tip up and against the underside of her tail. He could feel her pucker tense and relax against his engorged cock, and that only drove him even more wild. IF only he could have moved a bit more. He wanted the vines to give him some freedom, but the more she rubbed and pressed herself against him, the less he seemed to notice his binds.

He tried to open his maw again for another whinny, but another pair of vines snapped up and wrapped around his muzzle, silencing him.

"Shhhhh. Don't make any noise, my stud. I only need your seed." She nuzzled at him and plucked at the vine with her beak before leaning back, pursing her pussy lips to massage the top of his cock as she wagged her hips, tail flicking eagerly.

Before he could buck his hips up again, she hopped up and spun around on top of him, straddling his hips with hers so that they were rump to rump, his cock resting heavy between her cheeks as her tail pressed it down against her, trapping the tip of it between tail and pussy.

The vines tensed up and pulled on Heiken's muzzle to force him to watch as Ceylon's tail lifted up, exposing her very marey pussy lips and rump. She winked her clit and spurted bits of female cum all over his cock, balls, and sheath as she arched her back and angled her hips so that the very tip of his stallion member popped into her folds. She let out a long, drawn out cooing as she sat down, feeling his girth spread her out, slowly sinking into her depths as he watched every centimeter of it disappear into her.

He shuddered and tried to buck his hips, but the vines held him immobile. All he could do is watch with wide eyes as her meaty lips swallowed him one bit at a time. He could feel her muscles twitching and squeezing him, only to relax and let him slip in a bit deeper. She was so hot around his cock, and he could literally see her fluids dribbling down his shaft as her mare pussy slid down its length. Tiny trails of moisture glistened in the evening sun as she leaned back further and further until Heiken felt his glans press against a firm wall within her - the gryphon-mare's cervix, the opening to her womb.

As soon as the gryphoness felt the stallion's massive member prodding at her womb, she pushed off him, letting every bit of his length slowly tug from her depths, sliding effortlessly from her lips to leave him soaking wet from tip to sheathe, a few beads of her fluids pooling in the folds at the base. Only his cock tip stayed inside her, so she squeezed and massaged his nubbed glans, clit pressing against the underside of his shaft with every wink.

Once again, Heiken tried to moan and let out a long, drawn out groan of pleasure, but the vines held him in place, tightening around his muzzle and keeping him from throwing his head back in pleasure. The restrictions frustrated him, but it was hard to complain when a horny mare was riding him better than anyone before her. Gryphon or not, those pussy lips were clearly that of a mare; maybe she was a hippogryph with an odd body configuration. Regardless, he had a hard time holding back from the clenching muscles that were squeezing and massaging him. He could feel his flare swell inside her, almost popping out before she leaned back and slammed her hips down against his.

The gryphoness let out a howling cry as she laid all her weight down on Heiken's cock, forcing the growing flare to explode into her womb and tie itself into her, gushing torrent of his precum inflating her uterus as her pussy canals squeezed as tight as they'd go. Her body shuddered as her clitoris winked and waves of muscle contractions coaxed every bit of seed from the stallion.

Heiken, though dignified and respected, was still a stallion; despite his reserve and nervousness, he couldn't hold back from a deep guttural moan as his flare exploded and his balls contracted, shooting wad after wad of thick cum deep into the gryphon's womb.

He was still convulsing in pleasure when she flexed her rump muscles, coaxed another wave of cum from him, and stood up straight so that his flared cock slipped from her depths with a sucking, popping sound. Only a few tiny drops of cum dribbled out over her clit to splatter on the underside of his tail, the rest was all in her womb, where it should be.

Without so much as a complimentary wing wave or a glance over her shoulder, the gryphon squatted down, winked her pussy a few more times, and spread her wings to catch the slightest breeze and glide away over the treetops into the distance. A silhouette against a setting sun as Heiken lay prone, tied up in vines, his cock shriveling and sucking itself back into his sheathe.

The stallion remained in place for a few minutes as he contemplated what had just happened. Had this gryphoness used him for his seed? Make Hippogryphs? She didn't say a word to him before disappearing over the horizon, just left him alone, tangled up in tendril-like vines. It wasn't until he thought about what was going to happen if he didn't return that he tried to resist the vines, only to find that they snapped and crumbled with ease. He was free, now that the Gryphoness had left him.

Grumpy and frustrated at his failure, he hoofed his way around the clearing next to the waterfall to find his leather armor, which he grabbed with his teeth and tossed over his shoulder to lay it over his haunches. He couldn't hold it in place perfectly, but it was good enough for him to return to the encampment.

The sun was setting off to the left of him, so he knew what direction he needed to go to return to camp. All he had to do was follow the water upstream.

A half hour later, he finally emerged into the clearing only to be met by a dozen troops, all aiming polearms at him.

"It's just me." He grumbled as he forced his way through the final layer of underbrush. All the troops assumed a salute position with their arms at their side.

"Sir!" They all said in unison.

"At ease. You may return to your tents. I think the area is clear." Heiken assured them.

"Indeed, sir." The nearest trooper agreed. "It appears to ambassadors have met us and are waiting for you in the royal quarters."

Heiken flicked an ear as he processed that information. Once he computed that in his mind, he quickly pushed past them to gallop between tents and campfires to reach the royal quarters that his rider - the General - was to sleep in.

Once he pushed through the flap at the entrance, he was greeted with the look of two massive biped hippogryphs. One with rusty red feathers and black and white splotched fur, the other with a cream-colored undercoat and golden brown spots on her chest.

The female with the golden spots stepped forward. "We're here to negotiate your meddlesome emperor leaving our nation, immediately." Both she and her male counterpart glared at Heiken as their eyes started glowing the same color of the teal mist that the gryphon had been emanating.

It didn't take much for Heiken to consider their proposal.