Underestimating One's Prey

23 February 2018

18:29 Leonidas Tavorth Lays out on the bar counter for some unknown reason. Suppose figured it be the best spot to relax for now. As well be able to keep an eye out on the crowd.

18:34 Jeanie Sweetsprout gave a few lazy glances towards the dragon, only to sigh a few minutes afterwards, taking off his glasses, and folding them into his overalls' pocket, getting up slowly arching his back so as to pop his joints a bit.

18:34 Gyro Feather flutters on in through a window and takes a perch on one of the bar stools, looking over the daily menu.

18:36 Leonidas Tavorth Blinks and gives a small little bow as a sign of greeting to the hybrid. As he'd lazily flicked his own tail along the surface of the counter. Moving a hand to rubbed along his own brick like abs.

18:37 Thunder Shymane looks around nervously as the amount of patrons increases.

18:39 Jeanie Sweetsprout returns the western dragon's courtesy by bowing slowly as well, his eyes fixated onto his abs for a short while.

18:41 Leonidas Tavorth Moved the hand from his abs and to his face to straighten out his glasses. before moving his hand to rubbed along those abs and with a small flex they gave a small ripple." Hows it going for you good sir."

18:43 Gyro Feather orders a drink and then turns to watch the display of the two going back and forth. A grin forms at the edges of his beak as considers teh future. I bet one of them will be gurgling by the end of the night, he thinks.

18:43 Thunder Shymane Looks from the dragon to the griffon and back to his drink deciding he needed to move to a seat closer to the door.

18:45 Jeanie Sweetsprout couldn't take his eyes away for seconds...Then a minute, before shaking his head looking at Leonidas in the eyes with a small grin "I'm doing well, no worries about that. And what about your lovely self ?" he asked.

18:47 Leonidas Tavorth smiles and calmly flicked his tail and nods.' Oh I'm doing alright dear and you'd seem a little occupied with something.' he'd said in a light manner trailing his hand up to his own pecs and trailed it right back down over his own abs lightly letting a claw dipped into a navel that was present. Seeming the hand trailed all the way down to bumping against his own exposed cock. Since the dragon was naked he'd had everything on display.

18:52 Jeanie Sweetsprout "Well I'm glad...Oh and yes, I just finished reading a book, quite the good story it was, almost sad it ended like this." he said, almost a bit to himself. Trying not to look at his crotch, he went for a small drink, before going back to his booth silently.

18:53 Leonidas Tavorth smiles and flicked his tail slowly behind him. As he'd moved his hand just under his orbs. Just to give them a free light grope. Rolling his own orbs in front of him. Like he'd had no problem in playing with himself in front of people." Oh yeah, its a shame when a story comes to a end. When it gets good you only want to read more into it."

19:15 Gyro Feather sighs as the activity dies down, and takes another swig of his drink. "Guess there wasnt magic between them afterall."

19:16 Leonidas Tavorth rubs over his own orbs and gave them a slight little squeeze and smirked thinks." Well to say the hybrid had to leave is all.' he'd snickered and gave another grope to his own sack.

19:21 Gyro Feather shurgs his shoulders and nods his head at the dragon. "I suppose he did. Though...you might get off the table...I doubt management would be happy with as many spots as you're taking up there."

19:23 Thunder Shymane looks over towards the large dragon. " He can't help it if he is a large dragon."

19:29 Leonidas Tavorth Yawns and flicked his tail and calmly scooped up a bit of the pre that leaked out from his own tool and licks it up.' Oh well maybe. But is cozy up on here as well." he'd said in a light tone.

19:36 Thunder Shymane walks over and sits near Gyro, looking the griffon over as he does so. " Good evening, I'm Thunder." He notices the avian hybrid only stood at half his height. His stomach let out a low growl as it finishes turning a small Duck pony into a puddle of sludge. The colt sits between her and the nearest window.

19:39 Gyro Feather turns to face Thunder as he takes the seat next to him and cocks his head a bit in interest. He offers his talon to Thunder, taking his hoof and giving it a hearty shake. Gyro heard not the growl over the rumble of the crowd, and takes the last swig of his drink, setting it down on the bar. "Well nice to meet you Thunder, I'm Gyro. Cant say I've seen you around these parts before."

19:42 Thunder Shymane smiles down at the little multi-hued griffon and takes the talon returning the shake. " Well it's a pleasure to meat you Gyro." The colt licked his lips heartily as he makes Idle chit chat. "So what brings a little morsel like yourself to a dangerous place like this?"

19:52 Gyro Feather looks up at the stallion and rolls his eyes at that most recent comment, and fluffs up his feathers as if to look a little better. "Danger? The danger here is to creatures like you, or that mongoose over there, if I decided that I might take a little too much of a liking to." He responds indignatnly. HIs tail waves, showinv off teh bright feathers that adorn its tip.

19:58 Thunder Shymane smiles as he grips the griffon about the waist and pulls him onto his lap, holding the smaller male there tightly. " You underestimate me little bird, I'm going to shove you into my mouth and gulp you down. You'll be leaving this bar as horse manure tonight, but first..." He pauses and plucks a few beautiful feathers from Gyro's fanned out tail. " I needed something to remember you by, maybe I'll put them in my hat."

20:04 Gyro Feather flares his wings as he's suddenly grasped, and drawn forward into those warm hips, but rather than breaking his grip, it seems that Thunder has keenly avoided the wings. He can smell the stale old breath of the horse beating down on his beak, while he squirms in the grip. The horse is stronger than he looks though, and the pretty bird is well entrapped. "Let me go you bruuu---aaawwwwwwk!" His words become a cry of pain as his three tail feathers are pulled from his flesh, leaving wounds where blood wells up from within..

20:05 Leonidas Tavorth yawns as he'd sat up from the counter and calmly climbed off of it and went over to a bag he'd kept in the corner and opened it up and pulled out two weights. before sitting himself in one of the chair's at the booths and calmly started to lift them up and down. His muscles tensing up each time he'd did. Seeming going for a few reps. Might as well since its something to keep him occupied.

20:08 Thunder Shymane opens his maw wide and lowers it down over the griffon, saliva dripping onto his face as he was engulfed in darkness and the stench of his previous meal who was now nothing but mush in his gut. "MMmmm" The colt gulps heartily and the small hybrid is drawn inside up to his shoulders as Thunder's tongue roams across Gyro's face and neck matting down his plumage.

20:13 Gyro Feather feels strands of saliva break across his beak as the maw slides around him, engulfing him in a pink that rather quickly turns dark as his face squishes against the hot flesh. THe foul scent of the previous prey's current state blasts around him, overwhelming his senses as the hot flesh squeezes against his form. That first gulp shocks the gryphon out of complacency as he begins to fight harder, and while he tries to protest, even if someone cared, the gullet clenches tight against his beak. At least his wings are still flared, and should give the predator some trouble in getting him down.

20:17 Leonidas Tavorth Kept up with his weights. Keeping up with the short reps. his muscles would tense leaving a bump and relaxed when he'd moved the weight back down and right back up. But at the same time he'd was watching the scene play out. Interesting thing to do a workout to it would seem. But licked his own lips as he'd saw the scene unfold before him.

20:19 Thunder Shymane with a few more gulps now has a throat bulging with the griffon's head and shoulders as his tongue continues its assault on every bit of delicious bird it could reach. The colt smiled around his meal and clamped his left hand around his waist while running the other down the griffon's back pulling his wings flat against him with one smooth and almost practiced motion. "MMmm" The equine moans around his meal as it kicks and struggles, another gulp bringing the bases of those pesky wings inside.

20:26 Gyro Feather attemps to pull back against the muscles as they roll in heavy gulps over him, but it seems to do nothing to impede the horse's progress as the copious amounts of drool flood up into his nostrils, leaving him coughing inside. The coughing reflex is hard enough that his wings give for just a fraction of a second, which he feels his predator take right advantage of. Before he can manage to get them open again, that second set of shoulders pushes on into the other's maw, preventing him from opening them wide once more. The noise of teh horse echos in his ears, drowing out the growling gurgling noises, and thumping heart for a moment during the moans. The gryphons feathers reveal a pleasant, but faint fruity flavor that mimics his scent, no doubt from the preening oils he used on a daily basis.

20:30 Thunder Shymane groans at the delectable aroma and flavor assaulting his senses and decides to halt the downward progress of his dinner to simply suck on the griffon's back half, basting it in sticky saliva as his tongue explored between his hind legs. Deep within his throat the griffon would hear little aside from the gurgling and shifting of the stomach below him, waiting for him...eagerly waiting for him, and the heart of the horse beating nearby. The colt begins gulping once more, knowing it wouldn't be long now before the smaller male was curled up within his gut.

20:36 Gyro Feather 's claws push against Thunder's chest , but that ability was growing incredibly more limited the further he sank. His arms steadily were clasped to his sides as he was pushed deeper still. That tongue, as it reached down past his tail, with his belly mostly between those jaws sent an unwanted shudder of the gryphon's form as his nethers grew closer and closer into the range of the horse's tongue. His beak slips through that sphincter, blasting him with the hot acrid air contained within in which the fatty scent of meat fills his senses. He's deprived of his claws now, as only his hips and tail stick from the stallion's jaws.

20:40 Thunder Shymane tips his head back gulping rapidly he pulls the little griffon down suddenly, pushing his beak and head down into the slurry of digested meat and leaving just the tip of the griffons tail sticking out of his maw. Taking a moment to catch his breath he slurps in that tail like a noodle and his throat carried the rest of his dinner down to join the growing lump in his acrid, hot and wet belly.

20:44 Gyro Feather 's hind paws wheelbarrow in the air as Thunder suddenly raises his head up, shifting the balance of teh gryphon and throwing him into a state of vertigo. THe added pressure helps to force the belly to expand and accommodate his form. THe bird's beak slide's through the mush, filling his beak with the stinging bitter bile, and whne he resurfaces, he's coughing and sputtering out the thick goop. More of his body falls in now, and that last gulp sealing him in, rumbles in the chamber around him. "N-no! Spit me back up! What do you think you're doing?" He calls out, resuming his struggling motions.

20:48 Leonidas Tavorth Kept up his small routine. Lifting the weight up and calmly let it go back down. Seeming he'd lost count on how long he's been doing this. Suppose he'd was just a little distracted with what played out in front of him. As well probably wasn't big of a deal of working out in the nude either. His glasses started to get a little moist. Might of been from the little sweat the dragon picked up. His tail give a swift little twitched behind him. He'd had set one of the weights down to place a hand along his own abs. Just to feel them tense up. When he'd lifted the one in his right hand.

20:50 Thunder Shymane moans and lets out a long belch of satisfaction as his gut wobbles and shakes with the struggles of his dinner, and he could hardly hear the muffled yells of the poor Griffon trapped within the acrid chamber. His gut compacts around its new occupant and coats him with the slurry of melted prey and the acid that still remained. " MMmmm, no can do dinner. I'll let you go in a few hours in the manure pile." He chuckles and rubs his belly. " and you said I wasn't dangerous."

20:55 Gyro Feather can feel the lumpy soup which squishes down bettween his feathers, while remaining bones scratch over his flesh as the squeezing muscles force it against him. Already the painful tingling of Thunder's juices can be felt, loosening the bonds of his feathers and fur to his body. Gyro's paws can be partially seen in lumps as they push back against the flesh of the belly, while the words of the horse boom all around him. "I...I was supposed to eat you dammit!"

20:59 Leonidas Tavorth Gave another quick rep as he'd rubbed along his belly." If I learned anything as a predator. You don't really under estimate what can and can't be dangerous. That what gets people in those situations." he'd would say in no one particular. But figured someone would end up hearing him. " Especially the ones you'd expect to be herbivores.' he'd said with a light snickered of his own and with another lift of his weight. Let out warm breath with the recent rep and let some in and let it out again. Seeming he was working his body quite hard it seem. Putting so much effort into it.

21:00 Thunder Shymane lets out a belch that causes his gut to shrink a bit taking most of the air with it, as his acids make short work of his dinner's feathers and fur causing them to fall off in clumps. The colt moves to a couch to lay down, sloshing his meal around in the process and coating him with even more acidic slime. "Well then you should have done it faster meat." Thunder presses down on his gut and enjoys the struggling within.

21:04 Gyro Feather finds himself pressed even tighter by the flesh as the rumble echos around him. Good thing he'd just taken in a new breath of air, because the belly had just very quickly become an airless enviremonet. The pain on his body grew as open sores appeared on his flesh, causing him to shed feathers and fur into the soup. His struggles are growing slower now as the gryphon gets all the more lightheaded, and unable to resist the pushing against him.

21:07 Thunder Shymane sighed happily as with a squelch his gut closed in further, compacting the poor occupant into a ball and not letting up as it rubbed and massaged over him. " Thats a good snack, gurgle up nice for me."

21:08 Leonidas Tavorth , After a bit dropped his weight by his bag and lets out a heavy sighs. As he'd moved a hand to rubbed along his own arms. before moving a hand to his bag and pulled out a towel. Decided to use the towel to wipe himself clean of his sweat. Using something to dry himself off now. As he'd gave a simple look over the area.

21:09 Gyro Feather soon finds he's forced to take another breath of air, and there's none for him to take. THe bird's body struggles frantically in final convulsions, and then goes still, left as nothing but a hunk of meat for the mean horse.

21:11 Thunder Shymane gives a final satisfying belch and gets up to go find a place to process his meal.

21:12 Leonidas Tavorth Smiles and used the rag to wiped some more sweat from himself." Oh what you know it seems the shire has a predator side to him after all.' he'd would finally end up speaking up." But suppose it serves a griffon right to under estimate those he'd keep as company now." he'd said in a playful manner.

21:13 Thunder Shymane nods and cracks a sly smile to the dragon as he walks into the bowels of the club.

21:17 Thunder Shymane walks into the restroom and finds a toilet about the right size for the horse, as his former meal continues to push towards his colon. Though now it was not much more than a scat covered collection of bone fragments and feathers at this point, the horse's digestive tract having done no favors to the little bird. He sits with a smile on the porcelain throne preparing to rid himself of the remains of his past meals.

21:21 Thunder Shymane with a grunt begins to push round balls of manure into the toilet each horseapple making a satisfying plop as it hit the water and filled the bowl. The typical earthen scent of horse scat fills the restroom as he deposits the last of the Poor little griffon atop the pile, A cracked and filthy skull. It had been slightly pitted by the horse's acids but not very damaged as it looked up at Thunder with empty eye sockets for just a moment before being covered by toilet paper and promptly flushed away.

21:29 Leonidas Tavorth smiles and chuckled a bit.' Well hopefully that will keep him full for now." He'd said in a low tone.

21:30 Thunder Shymane walks back in a bit later and slightly pudgier, plopping down on a bar stool he smiles.

21:31 Leonidas Tavorth smiles and snickered a bit and flicked his tail.' Suppose I need to be more careful around my pet these days don't I?" he'd only said my pet just to see how the shire responded to it. for in truth he'd wasn't sure if he'd remember he'd collared him or asked such a thing. he'd just wanted to see his reaction to them words.

21:33 Thunder Shymane shook his head and looked over. " I am loyal sir, almost to a fault."

21:34 Leonidas Tavorth smiles and grins.' So wouldn't turn on me hmm?" he'd flicked his tail slowly behind him.

21:35 Thunder Shymane shakes his head again. " No sir."

21:36 Leonidas Tavorth smiles and flicked his tail.' I see you accepted your position around me haven't you?" he'd asked in a light manner and stood up from his spot and calmly moved over to pet him along his head.

21:39 Thunder Shymane nods and rubs his head along his master's hand. " Yes sir." He says looking up at the large dragon

21:40 Leonidas Tavorth smiles and flicked his tail behind him.' Oh and where is that sweetie." he'd leaned in and kissed his cheek.

21:41 Thunder Shymane looks up at the dragon's maw. "Wherever you want me sir." Thunder blushes.

21:44 Leonidas Tavorth smiles and calmly kissed his nose.' Oh I wonder if you'd be blushing to say was watching you eat that little griffon this whole time too."

21:46 Thunder Shymane kisses his master back on the snout. "I knew you were watching sir."

21:46 Leonidas Tavorth smiles and nods to him.' Oh I know wanted to see my shire pred instincts kick in. Which they should learn by now. Not to under esitmate pony's like yourself.' he'd gave a poke to his belly.

21:49 Thunder Shymane nods and giggles a bit at the poke. " Gotta be careful now though, predators like their prey with a bit of belly." he looked around.

21:52 Leonidas Tavorth nods calmly to him.' Oh well that's true hun. Danger of eating in here. You become more appetizing for the next predator that shows up."

21:55 Thunder Shymane sits against his master's strong abs, reaching up to rub over his chest and neck.

21:55 Leonidas Tavorth rumbles and leans into the soft rubbing and kissed his nose.' Which where you'd find protection from that hmm dear?" he'd asked in a warm tone.

21:57 Thunder Shymane smiles and looks up at Leonidas. "I'd probably stick close to master."

22:02 Leonidas Tavorth smile and nods to him.' Well its good for a strong master could keep you safe."

22:03 Thunder Shymane nods in agreement and hugs your midsection. "Yes master."