Deep within the shadowy depths of the forest, Vex casually strolled through the dense foliage. He was in a spectacularly good mood. His lips were still curled into a devastating, wicked smirk as he rhythmically tossed the tiny, hard plastic birth-control implant into the air and caught it.
His mission with the little human chef was a complete success, but he had no time to bask in the victory. The Fox Shaman had another very important appointment to keep.
Standing in a small, secluded clearing a few miles away was a female tiger beastman.
Her name was Bia. She was a rogue, surviving the harsh, unforgiving reality of the Beast World by trading her specialized "favors" to lonely or desperate male beastmen in exchange for venom crystals. She was currently wearing what could only generously be described as a suggestion of a dress: a few strategically placed strips of animal hide that left absolutely nothing to the imagination.
