Recent content by Tal'Rakan

The notion the squirrel made about kits was rewarded by the lynx with a deep, purry chuckle. He was of course aware of how physiology and phylogeny worked, mostly from years of experience and trying. After giving one, absolutely not-so-chaste lick to the side of her muzzle, with feline grace, he...

Tal'Rakan chuckled softly and held the gaze without a problem. He's done this talk before. Many times in fact. However here he had to first start with explaining the cultural differences which was unique problem. One that definitely added to the exoticness of the situation. It was amazing...

Hearing the request, the Lynx moved his paw and grasped on Squirrel's nape, pulling their head to face his wide, toothy grin. Making her able to see all his sharp teeth and her own reflection in the metallic fang he had. Upon which he simply articulated one word. Slowly and very deliberately...

The lynx pulled the squirrel closer to himself, slowly running claws through their tail fur while considering their words and stare. How much could he say? Well, there was an easy way to check how much would she be willing to give... aside from what she gave so far that is. looking into her...

Lying down, brushing claws through the fur on the back of the high priestess while picking some of it from his teeth using the other paw, Tal'Rakan was contently sated... for the time being. It was definitely a unique experience to him, finding a beast so eager to match his fervour in primal...

You needed not to say such things to Tal'Rakan twice. In fact, after hearing those words and seeing the room, The Lynx needed not to even hear it once. Not that he even could properly understand it. Not in his current state at least. His mind shut off, allowing for all base instincts of a...

Standing up and padding around the desk, Tal'rakan was showing no hesitation or shyness at all. After all, he was raised in culture that was, in principle, open to such things. He had more than two parents himself and even then he saw them looking for fun elsewhere at times. Not all children of...

Tal'Rakan was a bold beast. Not unapologetic, but he was in no way meek. Thus he finished the glass of brandy and put it on the desk that separated him and the High Priestess, leaning in closer. With a dashing smile he mused playfully while brushing his paw through his sideburns. "You aren't...

Rakan knew that his duel would be lost if he wasn't decisive. He was wearing little after all, one hit from the flail and he would be good as dead. Thus he decided to not let that happen. He threw himself at the armoured opponent, using his size as an advantage to push them onto the floor and...

The lynx took the revelation with an approving chuckle then followed by observing the metal leg and paw. It was very elaborate, and he was very impressed by it, knowing that his land could offer prettier replacements, but definitely not ones working as well to allow for normal walking. However...

Tal'Rakan gladly poured more brandy, first to fill the High Priestess Orina's glass before refilling his own again. "Well said really, Phoenixes hesitate not to use their talons to cut down their enemies, yet staprility of the realm was pruilt on making an orderly system where each of their...

Rip and tear until it’s done. That’s how Tal’Rakan fought before he became elevated to warrior caste and then became a general. After all, as most conscripted serfs, he started with nothing but his claws to fight. Weapons and armours were restricted for warriors or those who had reason to own...

Tal'Rakan was glad to hear the desirable way of conducting this conversation. Straightforward, informal and it being an exchange. After a one long sip again and relaxing his posture again fully, he chuckled at the request just as much as the mischievous curiosity that flashed in Minister's...

After taking a sit, sprawling himself over the chair like the cat he was to get into most comfortable position, taking a sniff, Rakan recognised the drink. It was called Brandy here and he couldn't say a bad word about it. As expected, leader of Entertainers caste was laid-back, not as pompous...

The Lynx was positively surprised to talk to someone militarily inclined. Sure, some Entertainers back home were training arts like blade or spear-dancing. Some also used bows in very artistic ways. In the recent civil war they took actual part in fighting but they were usually not to willing to...