11-01-2019, 07:35 PM
(Prompt: An enormous herd of centaur and cervitaur live deep in the forested mountains. Functioning both as a tribe of conquerors, the herd leader builds his harem of any unmated, fertile 'does' and 'mares'. Of course, they can always choose a different mate from the many other members of the herd, but any who don't become part of the Chiefs harem.
Any other herds, or lone 'taurs looking to defeat the leader and take over the powerful herd/tribe are defeated, then forcibly mated and filled with foal or fawn, no matter their previous status.)
Character:
Name: Hunter Pax
Race: Cervitaur, Elk/Stag based.
Color: Mostly deep black, with silver fur along belly, torso, and face.
Eyes: Red
Size: Roughly the size of a large draft horse, or moose.
Status: Chief
Role: Seeder
Walking purposefully through his herd, the Chief towers over nearly all of his herd members.
Thankfully, to those heavy with his spawn, or loyal members of the tribe, he was a kind and gentle giant, taking an active role in caring for young, hunting for food, or defending his people from threats and attackers. But for those newly conquered, or those who had threatened his tribe and were therefore taken by force, he ruled over them with an iron fist, and dominating force.
Approaching some of the newest members, a mix of old and new herd members, Hunter looks them over.
Some already had foals or fawns in their bellies, others eagerly (or not so eagerly) awaited their Chiefs virile seed, while the last were newly conquered, and awaited judgement form their new leader.
Any other herds, or lone 'taurs looking to defeat the leader and take over the powerful herd/tribe are defeated, then forcibly mated and filled with foal or fawn, no matter their previous status.)
Character:
Name: Hunter Pax
Race: Cervitaur, Elk/Stag based.
Color: Mostly deep black, with silver fur along belly, torso, and face.
Eyes: Red
Size: Roughly the size of a large draft horse, or moose.
Status: Chief
Role: Seeder
Walking purposefully through his herd, the Chief towers over nearly all of his herd members.
Thankfully, to those heavy with his spawn, or loyal members of the tribe, he was a kind and gentle giant, taking an active role in caring for young, hunting for food, or defending his people from threats and attackers. But for those newly conquered, or those who had threatened his tribe and were therefore taken by force, he ruled over them with an iron fist, and dominating force.
Approaching some of the newest members, a mix of old and new herd members, Hunter looks them over.
Some already had foals or fawns in their bellies, others eagerly (or not so eagerly) awaited their Chiefs virile seed, while the last were newly conquered, and awaited judgement form their new leader.