A Tree Dispute

14 September 2018

19:40 Gyro Feather finds a place to perch and piaows happily~

19:48 Flick Transition cries, hey that is my spot!

19:51 < Trixie CV Lulamoon> [color=cyan]"Clearly one of you should consume the other and claim the spot for well and true."[/color] She nods.

19:53 Gyro Feather snorts at flick and raises his crest and wings out in a show of dominance.

20:00 Flick Transition puffs up but looses balance as he does a cute cat flop on his back

20:02 Gyro Feather breaks into a laughter and tosses one of the apples that grow on this tree at him.

20:04 Flick Transition catches it with his beak as he crunches it, is Flick some sorta dog? He climbs up the tree next to him, they dont have any room for both, he is pretty much sitting on him.

20:09 Gyro Feather groans as Flick catches it, but doesnt bother attempting to beam him with a second. Drifting off into a lazy daydream, he's awoken, however when the other bird attempts to share the branch with him. GYro's wings flare and his calws push, attempting to knock the other bird back onto the ground. "Get off of me dammit!"

20:12 Flick Transition says, "Nah, this is my spot. I own it." He has one arm around the branch as he chirps happily. He says as he is pretty much sitting on his spread leg that is closer to the tree, he finds himself getting in a better position as he leans back toward Gyro as he sits on the branch with him.

20:14 Gyro Feather takes another swipe at the gryphon, though this time he manages to get himself slightly off balance and has to spread his wings in order to stay on the branch. "I dont see your name written on it at all. Now buzz off and find a new spot. If I have to share, it'll be with you sitting in my belly."

20:16 Flick Transition looses a bit of balance as he is holding on to the tree. He points out his claw as he starts to carve his name toward the wood they are sitting on. "Flick. See? This is my spot!" He says as he loops around to reposition, only this time facing his feet toward Gyro as he leans toward the tree itself. He craves his name at the tree once more. "And there too! See? The whole tree is all mine!"

20:22 Gyro Feather reaches a claw down to grasp at one of those feet that now face him, and gives it a hearty tug, drawing it up towards his beak. "Ya well...I guess that just means I'll need to eat you, that way you'll be apart of me and I'll get this tree too then~" Gyro's long pink tongue snakes out to curl around the digits of the claw he's grasped.

20:24 Flick Transition rolls his eyes. "Yah yah, just lick my feet you footstool!" He says as he wiggles his toes at his beak, thinking he is joking as he sees if rubbing his foot toward his face would get the bird off. He presses his foot close toward him as he pushes his head away as he nudges his kicks toward his cheek.

20:32 Gyro Feather merely gapes his beak open wide when the gryphon seems to practically feed it up between his jaws, while the maw darts forward to help surround the scaley figure. He can feel the tips pressing at the back of his gullet, begging them to open, while hot slime runs down and drenches Flick's forearm. Then, with that first gulp, he sends the hand down, leaving it as a lump in his neck.

20:37 Flick Transition feels his foot being inserted as he presses forward, his beak opens up wide as he sends it through his throat. "Whoa now, don't stuff it in you. Just lick me! My tree, my rules!" He chirps. Feeling the other gryphon slide his face toward his foot. As Flick starts to yank, "Erm-" He says with a nervous look.

20:40 Gyro Feather rolls his eyes at his future prey and then grasps upon the other claw, stuffing that in along side his first claw, and sending tha tdown as well. The grasp of his hot wet gullet is enough to keep the bird from being able to pull his claws free just like that, and, they met the resistance of Gyro's arms. Unless he took drastic action, it seems like Flick might be getting cloer to gyro than he'd hoped.

20:46 Flick Transition feels his arms being tugged as he tries to yank them away from the bird as it seems that he has his arm first. "Well if you're trying to scare me, Im not leaving this spot!" He says as he clenches his thighs around the branch as he wraps his free arm around it. Gyro's strength is strong, but Flick's got a good grip at the tree.

20:53 Gyro Feather swallows again, keeping both of his forelegs trapped in that hot pulsing gullet, and decides that if flick wont come to Gyro, Gyro willl go to Flick. Stepping forward slowly along the branch, his beak darts across the legs till he can taste the feathery forearms of the other bird, while Gyro's breath is enough to ruffle FLicks feathers.

20:57 Flick Transition feels both of his arms inside of the bird. Keeping his best to clench his thighs toward the shoulder of the branch connected to the tree. He inhales his bad breath seemingly he eats the most bazaar things. "G-gah! Don't you ever take a mint?" He says as he watches Gyro go closer toward Flick, feeling his arms being slurped in as he gets toward his shoulders as he watches his beak gap open much more wider infront of his face.

21:01 Gyro Feather 's breath is hot, humid, and rank with teh scent of his past meaty meals, though its certainly nothing to what lies beyond his beak. Gaping his muzzle wide, he hooks a claw into the feathers at the back of Flick's head and shoves him in, plunging his beak and dark feathers into the black pit beyond, while warm drool mats at the bird's feathers as Gyro's tongue plays across them, drawing out the wonderful flavors of his prey.

21:05 Flick Transition merps as he feels his tongue playing around toward his chin, the last thing he saw outside was Gyro's open beak as he gaped up right open for him as Flick is now inside of his neck. Feeling the humidty splashing toward his face as Gyro tries to breath as he takes a whole mouthful. Flick tries to pull back as he tries to pull back his lower legs to lean back out. However, Gyro seems to have him at this point, his claw is at the back of Flick's head as he tries to struggle to get out from his face. He tail swishes as he tries to yank himself back, but it seems that he already has him as Flick's face is at his neck!

21:12 Gyro Feather 's tongue rises up beneath his chin as the bird takes another loud gulp, which, this time, echoes in the ears of his delicious chunk of meat. He can feel it shift down towards his belly, bulging out his throat with the bird's large head. Each time his meal pulls back, Gyro counters by stepping forward until Flick's body is practically against the tree trunk. Meanwhile the gulps draw him further along, slipping shoulders and chest betweent he hard keritain mouth.

21:17 Flick Transition feels the bird crawling all over him as Flick slides in. Flick could feel his arms already touching something hot and acid lick as he makes it toward his belly. Flick doesnt know how much of his thighs could hold on as he gets closer toward him, his shoulders are gone as well as he could feel his beak sliding down his chest. Only exposing the lion half for Flick as that is what is left outside before the bird forces his grip out of place. Flick swishes his tail around a bunch as he is in panic! He cant move his shoulders at all to thrust forward as he is completely immobile!

21:22 Gyro Feather 's warm drool dribbles down his back, leaving dark streaks in the lighter grey of th ebird's body. Gyro is glad his meal hadnt thought to flare his wings, ensuring that those, too, were easy to trap against his body as they travel downward. The gryphon had constricted his crop and made sure that his prey was on a one way journey down to his belly now, and soon enough he could feel the beak slipping in past the entrance to the belly, blasting him with the hot scent of his insides. Soon enough Gyro's beak is pressing between his food's hips while he tugs backwards, attempting to pull him off.

21:27 Flick Transition feels those tugs as he comes loose! Gyro yanks back as his head is up, losing his spot on the tree as he has been pulled away! Gyro continues to let Flick go down, that drool going back up toward his body as he could feel Gyro's beak around his hips, a weird position as he could feel his tongue right between his thighs. Flick feels his spine curling up as he feels his forearms get drenched in his belly liquids. Feeling the crest of his head dipping in that stink as he tries to struggle as Gyro's belly seems to be getting more bigger! Flick's outline is facing out from his stomach!

21:32 Gyro Feather feels a wave of success travel through him as the bird's grip pops free, though, thats soon replaced with a worry as he realizes he's way off balance from snapping backwards. Gyro's wings flare, and the sounds of his snapping feathers can be heard even inside of him, but its no use. He tumbles to the ground and lands with a heavy thud on his back. As Flicks body continues traveling after his initial impact, it forces its way down his throat, until only the hind paws remain free, and those slowly disapear as he gulps reflexively in his daze.

21:37 Flick Transition feels the impact as it seems that he landed on the back of his head! Setting him off in a bit of a daze as he is tucked in his stomach, the struggling seems to turn into small twitches as Flick tries to regain consciousness. Seems that his gut stopped it from knocking him out, but he seems to be really nullified at this point. The air is dense as his toes are giving little twitches as his tail jolts a bit. Flick shakes it off, feeling slow as he pants at the humid air inside of Gyro.

21:42 Gyro Feather curls his tongue around the back of flicks hind paws as he slowly starts to come back to awareness. The slippery muscle curls around each digit, before finally, he snaps his beak closed and takes one final swallow, sending those, and his tail down to meet his food in his belly. He can feel the weight of his gut on top of him, as he starts to roll back over to his feet. "Now...its my...perch," he says through panting breaths.

21:46 Flick Transition feels himself being tucked away as he gains consciousness! He feels his feet curling up toward him as he starts to kick around from the inside. Seemingly that is making a nice looking outline from Gyro's big belly. He struggles in fear as one last rush gets to him as he is trying to get the bird to cough him out! The air gets dense seemingly his beak is now close, starting to suffocate Flick as he is trapped in his stomach! Its all hot, and he could start to feel his belly starting to burn him.

21:53 Gyro Feather swallows some air down as he starts to walk back to the tree, feeling his but sag and quiver, fighting against each of his motions. Upon reaching the trunk, he begins the slow, laborious process of getting back up to the branch. There, it creaks a little under his weight, but seems to hold. Inside his belly, his prey would be left sloshing around, when the muscles werent squeezing that caustic solution into his body anyways, working to turn him into a slurry.

21:56 < Hazelnut Brew> [url=https://derpicdn.net/img/2018/9/15/1832826/large.png][/url]

21:56 Flick Transition starts to feel the groaning in Gyro's belly, seemingly his stomach doesnt like when preys kick around their insides. Flick feels the air flow down his mouth to keep awake for a little longer, as it seems that the acids in his belly are starting to burn him a lot more as he could feel a bit of himself starting to melt away! It doesnt help much seemingly the Gyro is pressing his weight at the branch, feeling his stomach taking action in order to get Gyro more conformable.

22:05 Gyro Feather angles to rest his back against the treetrunk as he gets comfortable with the meal squirming around inside. Each press of the body against the walls of his gut resutls in a squbsequent contraction, squeezing him backinto the center where the bulk of the acids were pooling. "Heh...there...all comfortable on my branch~ " Of course, while gyro might be comfortable, flick most certainly isnt as the acids are smeared into feather and fur alike, slowly loosening them from his flesh.

22:09 Flick Transition moves around as he struggles more, feeling Gyro's arms resting toward that big belly of his as Flick feels the burn eating him alive! His stomach groans more as it tries to break Flick away as more acid rises up around him as Flick feels his toebeans breaking away, he can't wiggle his toes anymore as it reveals his bones as the acids absorb the bird. The acid grow more as it breaks Flick away, the outline outside of the belly moves quickly, but starts to slow down as Flick can't move much more. He tries to struggle a bit more with his arms, but he found himself getting more weaker. Loosing his will to stay away, Flick seems to be passing out as everything slows down, feeling his face starting to burn as the acids that him away. Converting his flesh into nutrients for the bird. Seemingly he has claimed a nice meal as well as the spot they were both fighting for!

22:15 Gyro Feather feels his own eyes starting to grow heavy as hsi gut steals the energy it needs to digest his meal away from his brain. Slwol be gryphon starts to pass out in the tree, letting his head loll back into a conviniently placed Y. Soft snores can be heard all around, just barely audible over his grumbling belly working on converting his meal into a soft mush to fuel his form.

22:17 Flick Transition the rest of Flick is breaking away from him, feathers are going as they are breaking away from him as he softens up completely. The dom gryph starts to snoozes as the belly continues to work, breaking the rest of the bird away until he is nothing but bones. Becoming a part of Gyro as well as he is absorbed into belly fat in his stomach. Serves the bird right on trying to 'share' the spot on the tree, now he's got a newer and better place in Gyro's stomach!

22:28 Gyro Feather sleeps throughout the rest of the night as his belly slowly works its purpose on flick, melting him away into a slurry, leaving only bone fehaters and fur behind in thier wake. And, as it slowly empties, the remains are left behind, where his stomach clenches down on them. THe loud cracks of shattering bones can be heard for about an hour, before it starts to make its way up to his crop.

Briefly the bird wakes in the middle of ht enight, and feels a lump. He coughs out several times, feeling it rising scratchily through his throat till it crowns at the back of his beak. A couple more deadly sounding coughs and it falls, and, about a foot down, it manages to get caught up in some on the branch that made up Gyro's spot. Grey feathers and fur surround a skull, and several fractured bones, showing off exactly who'd claimed this area before like a grisly marker. With that, gyro falls back asleep, to wake later in the day.