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After we arrived back to the buildings and had a long conversation with George about I did with the hyenas we led the cheetah girl to the medical wing. There she got some sedative and Sophia made a few ultrasound examinations on her stomach. She had four little cubs inside her and probably only a few weeks till she will bring them to the world. So she will stay a while and Sophia gave her the Laura name.

Meanwhile I was visiting another girl of the shelter who got the name Katyusha. She was freed up from a Russian billionaire who were torturing her for years. She had deep wounds on her neck and broken ribs, limbs when George and his friends managed to kidnap her from the guy.

Since she was healed and well fed but she was almost as aggressive as Lucifer, who by the way was still in his private cage. I did not have much time with him so we couldn't speak about his behaviour.

Katyusha was huge compared to the lionesses, almost twice as tall and three times in weight. Her muzzle was so big she would be able to take my whole head in it without trouble. And with the force of the jaws, cracking up like I would do with an overripe watermelon. Her eyes were darker yellow, almost brown and in the level of my collar bones when she was on all four. I never saw something so beautiful and yet so dangerous before.

“Hello girl." I welcomed her when I arrived to her cage on that night. She was up and chewing on some bloody meat she got probably from the residents. She looked up to me and I knew I was bothering her with my presence.

“Don't worry, I don't want to hurt you." I whispered and called out the chanting and the drums in my mind. She sniffed the air when I could feel the musky scent around me. She slowly stood up and stepped closer to the bars sniffing and licking her jowls. I reached out with a hand and when her face was pressed to the cold metal, I put my palm onto her nose. The scents merged and her pupils widened into black disks. I felt her from that moment and she was happy that she found someone understanding her fully.

“Good girl. I hope I can make you even happier." I sighed and put every lust and longing into that sentence. Her purring turned to rumbling, it was echoing in my bones as I kept caressing her muzzle and head. She was enormous!

The lock on her cage was numerical, but fortunately I saw George typing the same code over and over again on different locks. He used it everywhere. Two, zero, one, three. Two thousand and thirteen. The year he met with Myka and fell in love with her. The lock beeped and opened up.

As I stepped into the enclosure Katyusha rubbed her head to my chest and then she was quickly laid in front of me to the well-known lion-pose… rump was in the air crouching, the front was laying on the ground, tail bent aside. I should call it big cat pose from now. Anyway it was obvious that she understood my needs and was happy to mate with me.

After I pulled off my shorts I knelt to her offered backside. I was still amazed about her size in every meaning. The wide hip and the arm-thick tail. Even her lady parts were two times bigger than on lions. I was sure it will be a task to please that girl.

As I pushed my tip to the black velvety lips, it was soft, moist and warm, ready for the mating. The first surprise was when I pushed inside; she was super wide! I could penetrate till the hilt without feeling the tapered shape on my tip. I couldn't even bottom her out.

I started to move in and out with swift motions, my hip was slapping her but hard. My only option was to please her with the persistence not with the size. Big cats use to cum within seconds, almost as soon as they penetrate the female. I was already a marathon runner for her in that mean. I must open an anatomy book and check how big is a male tiger. I thought but then I concentrated to what I was doing. I was pounding the biggest predator I have ever met and she was enjoying every second I could tell.

Soon the walls were tightening and her purring become low voiced yowling. Also she tried to keep her hips steady but still dancing a little away. I had to lean on top of her and grab her huge hips just to keep myself inside. I was near the end of my stamina and she did the task harder as the muscle rings came alive suddenly. The force they crushed my shaft in every backward movement was almost painful, yet gave me great pleasure. The canal was tighter and tighter with ever thrusts, her whole body started to tense up like a string.

My string was ready to snap, with a final thrust I came. My cock was sore and aching as she reached her orgasm too and with a loud roar she crushed my penis into pasta, or at least I felt that way. Her vagina muscles were extremely strong. I slipped out… no! I was shot out from her pussy so the last spurt came right onto her back. She jumped forward and rolled from side to side purring endlessly.

I was exhausted, I have never been that long inside a big cat so it was a new record to me. She was strong and beautiful and a perfect lover. I thought it shouldn't be the last time, maybe tomorrow I will try a new pose with her.

She laid onto the ground and pulled herself into a huge fur-ball. She was tired too, probably because it was her first orgasm ever. I slowly walked to the enormous paws and laid next by her. In the next minute I was sleeping.

I dreamt about lions and tigers.

*

When I woke up in the morning I heard the whispering again. But it was somehow a little different this time. Like someone were counter whispering on a different rhythm and tone. What could that be? As I looked around Katyusha were sleeping deep next by me. That put a smile on my face; I pleased the biggest and most dangerous girl I have ever met. Then I saw a Secretary bird on the tree branch only a few jumps away from me. It was looking at me and I understand in an instant; The whispering came from… him.

“Hello. Who are you?" I asked, he cooked its head, like I should have known instantly. Well, actually I knew. “You are a spirit." I concluded. “What can I do for you?" I was polite and willing. Myka was able to muffle my gift and cast some sort of spell onto me, so I could see the origin of the whisperers. I did not want to know what other spirits were capable of. But he just flew off from the branch and jumped to me. His eyes were blue! As I was looking into them, I lost the whispering it was vanishing within a blink and could only hear his.

It was resonating and pulsating, it was more like static electricity than chanting and drums. It was something foreign for me, like another language. My gift was warm and musky, strong and dominating. But this was different, cold and smelled like dried grass. It was sneaky and also binding. I did not understand at all. He was a spirit like Myka, yet nothing like her!

Then as my limbs started to prickle and I felt my skin crawling off from me I reached the understanding; There was the ground under me, the mud, rocks and sand, it was like feeling my body. The tree next by me, the bark, the leaves the air amongst them… I was there too, knew them, it was like knowing myself. I closed my eyes and listened; I felt the nature, the elements like I felt the lions and animals before. This spirit showed me that I knew nothing about the world around me.

The resonations and pulsating slowly faded away. My eyes popped open when my own gift returned suddenly, the musky scent, the warmness emitting from the tigress next by me, the whispering in the corner of my mind. Like I returned my warm home with a dancing fireplace, after I stepped outside into a snow storm.

“Why did you show me this?" I asked from the bird and he cooked his head. He expressed surprise to me, like I got the answer already just did not realize. Without further hesitation he jumped a few feet away and flew to the sky. “Thanks?" I guessed watching him vanishing from my eyes. Maybe Myka will answer my questions somehow. I should visit her soon.

*

I was in the kitchen making some tea for the breakfast when Joe showed up. For a few minutes he just sliced some bread and spread butter on them meanwhile I just looked the tea kettle on the stove emitting a line of steam. We only exchanged a nod when he came in. I was busy with my thoughts; Myka and the Bird was spirits. One was the spirit of the animals and one was the spirit of the nature. A lioness and a secretary bird with blue eyes. Maybe the lioness was only white because she wanted to express that she was something special. Who knows?

“Tim, do you have a moment?" Joe broke the silence. I poured the water into the cup through a tea leaf holder. It was like a filter filled with the dried leaves.

“Sure, what is up Joe?" I gesticulated with my hand after I put down the kettle and prepared the sugar and the milk next to the cup. He grimaced like he was unsure about the topic.

“What you did yesterday, with the cheetah and the hyenas… I think I know what you are." He was speaking slowly and considered every single word. I did not understand that behaviour. I was just Tim, the lion-whisperer. Of course I controlled every single hyena yesterday… and I met a few spirits as well. All right, maybe I wasn't that ordinary. I sighed silently and took the tea leaf holder from the cup, put it into the sink.

“What am I?" I asked as he kept a long pause. I have put two small spoon of sugar into the tea and poured a little milk too. Sipped a little into the steaming coup just to taste the liquid.

“I think you can understand every single animal. Not just understand them, but they listen to you. I'm sure that you can even speak to the spirits." He said with feelings and I almost choke on my tea. Damn! He hit the nail in the head! But he continued like he did not see my twitch. “You are a Shaman! Not just a shaman like those, who see things and dancing around the campfire like lunatics, high on drugs. No! You are more than that. I think your people call you Druid." He finished and I caught myself on shaking full body. 'Am I truly a Druid? Shaman?' I knew I was a Beast Master but the other names were suggesting magic and stuffs. I wasn't a wizard, I just understood animals. That is all! My head started to spinning and I smelled the musky scent in my nose.

“Suluwo, I don't know what are you talking about!" I quickly put down my tea and grabbed the desk with both hands. 'Why my head is spinning?' I did not understand.

“How did you just call me?" Joe stepped to me with fear in his eyes. I heard the drums again and the chanting, despite there wasn't any animal nearby. Why he was frightened? Why my gift came out uncontrollably just like when animals were around?

“I have to go out!" I quickly ran to the corridor and out from the building. I did not stop there and ran faster than ever, without the intent to stop. It was too much! I wasn't a mage, not some fairy tale character, not a mystical person. I was just a young man, loving and understanding the animals. Nothing more!

*

I stopped after an hour of running. I was far away from the buildings without water, phone or anything despite my cloths. A few weeks ago I would have been terrified as many beasts could kill a human in Africa not to mention the thirst. But I was just angry in that moment.

“Damn you, moron!" I was scolding myself. Walking back will take two-three ours. Joe probably told George that I lost my mind and ran away, he was also a good tracker so they will find me. 'Except if Joe thinks I need time. Then I have to walk back all by myself.' I growled on my stupidity.

“What do you think, bird?" I asked from an Abyssinian Roller sitting on the tree not far. My only companion. Then a thought hit my head; can I control birds too? So I closed my eyes and concentrate on the whispering. It wasn't hard to call out as I was good in it already. Soon the musky scent filled my nose and I was ready to control the beasts.

“Come here." I told the bird but it did nothing. Maybe it wasn't enough for a creature like it. I used to lions. I reached deeper, coaxed out the chanting and the drums. I heard them clearly after a minute, it was echoing in my bones. The ancient rite was covering me all around again. “Come here." I said but my voice was altered; It was deeper and more like a roar from a lion. The bird got my eyes and jumped, flew onto my shoulder.

I was there, fully in this state and watching the bird on my shoulder looking to me curiously. He did not understand me, but trusted in my words somehow. He knew I won't hurt him. The drums were tearing my ears and the chanting were like shouting. It became painful and I fell to my knees covering my ears. I lost the control and I thought it will kill me for this mistake! I cannot control something that ancient, something that wild, pure and unbridled!

“Don't fight brother…" A women told me, her voice was able to break through the noises, but I was blinded by the pain. “…let it happen." She said, feeling her touch on my shoulder. A small warm hand caressed my back slowly and calmingly. The warmness went into my body and filled me with new power. Hardly but I was able to muffle the drums with this little help I got. I opened my eyes slowly and the first thing I saw was a hyena in front of me. It was huge from that angle, then I realized a woman standing next by him.

“You will be fine now, brother." She said. She was an African woman, wearing a cloth sewed from pelt and feathers. She was looking like the shaman in my vision with Myka. Mud was covering her face and her hair was in dreadlocks. The only strange thing was with her eyes. It was like the hyena's.

“Who are you?" I asked and stood up, still panting heavily. I lost the control of my gift. This was the first time it happened.

“You can call me Awiti. He is my friend Bongani." He introduced herself and the hyena. So she had a hyena friend. I will not judge, as I had a lion pride I love.

“I'm Tim." I stood from one feet to another. It was a strange situation. “I have to go back." I waved to the direction of the buildings in the distance.

“We will not stop you, brother." She smiled and cooked her head. She was around her thirties I guessed but hard to tell because of the mud on her face. A strange phenomenon in Africa, not the first but I had to ask something;

“Why do you keep calling me 'brother'?" She cooked her head to the other direction and then I swear they exchanged a surprised look with the hyena.

“You are a Beast Crawler like me. I felt your animal crawling from you when you were on the ground. Your heat was far above what humans would survive." She explained like she was talking about that we have five fingers like everybody else. I had no idea what she meant by beast crawler, not to mention the other nonsenses. And again! I was called something what I wasn't. First druid, shaman, then beast crawler.

“You won't give me a break, will you!?" I cried out loud and roared a little. The whispering was still audible in my mind. “I'm not a damn whatever you called me, or a fucking druid! I'm just me!" I told them and they were surprised again.

“You… did not know?" She stepped closer to me looking deep into my eyes. “You have a spirit animal, don't you?" She asked suddenly and what could I answer despite;

“Yes… I think." I won't admit to a complete stranger that I have met two spirit animals lately. It was more than I could explain without rising more questions.

“You can reach out to a beast with your mind, can't you?" She asked again.

“Yes." I shrugged. I can reach out any kind of beast, also a topic I won't bring up soon.

“You feel them and understand them. Don't you?" She stood closer again, only a step away from me.

“Yes." I was a little less stressed; She knew something for sure, maybe she could answer my questions as well.

“Then you are a Beast Crawler." Awiti concluded folding her arms.

“Crawler? Sounds silly." It slipped out, but to my surprise she laughed up. Her voice was melodic and nice.

“Your inner beast can Crawl out from your skin and reach the others. Beast… Crawler…" She gesticulated and the hyena laughed up too. I smiled to the metaphor. 'Well if you put it that way, it could be.' I thought. “So what is your animal?" She asked

“Lion." I answered in an instant. Though I could control every living creature around, but my first was lions and they will ever have a special place in my heart.

“Strong and noble animals." She smiled. “Nice to meet you Tim, there isn't much Beast Crawlers around."

“Nice to meet you Awiti. Probably you know more about this than me. I have lots of questions." I bowed to her and she grabbed my shoulder as a greeting.

Finally, I found a mentor. Someone who could teach me control my gift. Till that time, I was doing by instinct, listening to my hunch, which lead me far away from my home and I gained new friends, new family and a lion pride I loved much. I have met with spirits and learned that there was more around me than I could imagine.

The secretary bird flew to the nearby branch which made me sigh. Spirits and special abilities. I have to figure out something to get used to these stuffs or I will lose my mind!

“Oh, Hello Eban! Nice to meet you again, old friend." She welcomed the bird who winked with those incredibly blue eyes.

“You know him?" I was taken aback.

“Yes. I know all the five spirits of the nature." She said smiling on my surprise. “I hope I will be able to introduce them to you tonight. Come with me young Beast Crawler, there is much to do." She waved and walked into the tall grass followed by the hyena. I couldn't do anything but looking at Eban, who nodded me to move.

I slowly took the first step, I felt it will be the first step on a long road towards new things. To know myself and my gift better. To learn what is what in the world. Awiti will guide me. The second step was easier and I caught myself on jogging and speeding up to run, as she started to run with me.

“Well… this is something new." I was running with them in the savannah and felt the freedom as the wind was blowing in my face.

I was alive more than ever before.

To be continued…