Kira is fond of my Qwuekajevv, Circuit Eel. I asked her what she wanted for her birthday last year and this was the result of it! That's right ladies and gentlemen! This pic is nearly a year old because Sharky wanted to write a story with it and couldn't brain to do it. She got a Bloodpatch that helped her brain a bit though so was finally able to do so!
"We found it snooping around in our borders." A sandy furred Qwuekajevv reported, "It seems to be alone. Not a deviv, I don't think, but I'm not sure what business it'd have with us. It didn't simply seem lost."
"Send it in."
"Sir?"
"What?"
"You're…you're in your bath, Sir. You do realize that, right??"
"Of course I do. I'm not stupid. I said send it in."
"Y-yes, Sir, of course, Sir." The smaller 'kajevv dipped its head and scurried away, leaving the other cream furred' kajevv in momentary peace.
The remaining Qwuekajevv mulled over what it had been told while waiting. They didn't frequently get creatures wandering onto their territory. Their pack was quite notorious for their cruelty; that was usually enough to scare off any would-be trespassers.
Addax had mentioned he didn't think it was a Qwuedeviv, but did that mean it looked like a Qwuedeviv? Maybe a different, non-desert native kind? But then why would it be here alone? That was hardly a sound strategy. Surely even the Qwuedeviv weren't that stupid.
Whatever. He'd see soon enough. The only threat it posed was to that of him getting to enjoy his bath. It was a magnificent bath, befitting of a king--a title that, no doubt, he saw fit for himself. Multiple pools, divided by golden walkways, pillars that spanned the vast room. The negative edges of the central pool allowed water to gracefully cascade into the larger pools around it and fill the heart of the center bath basin. The soft glow and reflection of the water danced around the pillars between the billowing steam. Paired with the heavy, silky, red and gold drapes and tapestries, the room really did look fit for royalty.
One of the double doors to the room slowly opened. With a moderate amount of hesitance, a Qwuekajevv had poked its head in. It seemed ready to leave if not for the gesture waving it in.
It vanished a moment, then an unfamiliar face was shoved through the door--their intruder no doubt--quickly followed by three other Qwuekajevv.
The creature was making no great effort to position itself closer to his sight, and had to be urged along by the others. The group stopped at the edge of the gold walkway, just before the water's reach.
The cream furred 'kajevv stared at them silently for a moment, then gave its head a shake and yawned, gesturing, still, for them to come closer. The guards didn't hesitate significantly to step into the shallow waters, their captive, however, seemed confused. It didn't have much of a choice in the matter though and was pulled along by the others.
Before the cream furred 'kajevv, at the opposite end of his pool sized bath, stood a smaller figure, flanked by his guards on either of its sides. It had dark and light fur, a fairly short stature, in his opinion, and was presently wearing a golden collar and matching arm restraints--courtesy of his officer staff.
It seemed shocked to see him, or perhaps it was simply due to the state he was in. Naked; his light, creamy-yellow fur slicked down against his well-toned frame.
Personally it didn't matter to him. Clothes, no clothes, he was still the same confident wolf of the sands either way. It was others who seemed to care. In his time of observing behavioral patterns of both his own kind and other species, he found, often, it made others uncomfortable, fidget, look away. This boded just fine with him.
Weaker creatures should know and acknowledge their place beneath him. They should be wowed and awed by a mighty alpha. It was simply proper. Plain as that.
That didn't necessarily mean he needed to be out of uniform for this to occur, obviously, but he was hardly in a mood to be disturbed from the comfort of the warm, soothing embrace of his bath on account of some idiot creature blundering into their territory.
"What business do you have with us?" The cream-colored general asked, gaze locked on the intruder. This weak, prey-like intruder. "You're either ignorant or stupid. Possibly both."
The creature fidgeted between the guards at its sides. It looked to them, then to the Qwuekajevv in the bath before quickly looking away again with a fierce blush. Not belligerent, but absolutely ruffled.
The cream furred Qwuekajevv sighed, rolled his eyes, splashed his feet in the water a few more times, and stretched. Great. Why couldn't people just answer his questions? Was it really that hard to convey one's own intentions? Surely the fear of the inevitable consequences made many hesitate, but two facts held true.
"Obviously you fear whatever answer you may have could place you in unfavorable circumstances. Take comfort then, and rest assured, there will be plenty of unfavorable circumstances in your near future. I always find out--in the end." The Qwuekajevv concluded in a sing-song trill," But, you've managed to gather yourself an audience, and yet, you have nothing to say? Really? Nothing at all?"
Silence.
The Qwuekajevv's jagged mouth curled down into a mild frown. He grumbled and let himself sink further into his pool, until just his ears and top half of his head and muzzle were visible. He remained this way for a few moments, grumbling to himself and creating a network of fizzily bubbles and tiny sparks around his muzzle. This dumb thing was still managing to interrupt his bath.
The guards stood in awkward silence, unsure if this was a cue that they should take the trespasser away or wait. Their answer came soon enough. Abruptly, one of the yellow Qwuekajevv's hands darted out of the water. Grabbing his nearby staff, he stood and sauntered through the water, over to them.
The guards stepped back, ushering their captive along with them as he drew near. Imposing from a distance, but even more intimidating up close, the Qwuekajevv climbed the stairs and stood on level ground with the others, towering over them and dripping wet. He gave himself a shake, sending water everywhere, including all over his guests; not that it seemed as though he cared.
After a rather unnecessary twirling of the staff from one hand to the other behind his back, he extended it to hook just under the intruder's chin, angling it to meet his own gaze. A gaze very few enjoyed holding. He had notoriously sharp, cruel eyes of which many described as being predatory; like he was eyeing up his prey.
"I, am Circuit Eel. Alpha of Voltaic Pack, Lightning General of the Qwuekajevv Bloodlines Alliance." His jagged grin twisted into a full smirk, "And you, well, I guess we'll find out just who and what you are, won't we?"
With that ominous introduction, Circuit Eel wrapped a red and gold towel around himself and motioned for the prisoner escorts to take it away.
Circuit Eel and the random 'kajevv in the back belong to me
Aster belongs to https://www.deviantart.com/kiramichelist
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"We found it snooping around in our borders." A sandy furred Qwuekajevv reported, "It seems to be alone. Not a deviv, I don't think, but I'm not sure what business it'd have with us. It didn't simply seem lost."
"Send it in."
"Sir?"
"What?"
"You're…you're in your bath, Sir. You do realize that, right??"
"Of course I do. I'm not stupid. I said send it in."
"Y-yes, Sir, of course, Sir." The smaller 'kajevv dipped its head and scurried away, leaving the other cream furred' kajevv in momentary peace.
The remaining Qwuekajevv mulled over what it had been told while waiting. They didn't frequently get creatures wandering onto their territory. Their pack was quite notorious for their cruelty; that was usually enough to scare off any would-be trespassers.
Addax had mentioned he didn't think it was a Qwuedeviv, but did that mean it looked like a Qwuedeviv? Maybe a different, non-desert native kind? But then why would it be here alone? That was hardly a sound strategy. Surely even the Qwuedeviv weren't that stupid.
Whatever. He'd see soon enough. The only threat it posed was to that of him getting to enjoy his bath. It was a magnificent bath, befitting of a king--a title that, no doubt, he saw fit for himself. Multiple pools, divided by golden walkways, pillars that spanned the vast room. The negative edges of the central pool allowed water to gracefully cascade into the larger pools around it and fill the heart of the center bath basin. The soft glow and reflection of the water danced around the pillars between the billowing steam. Paired with the heavy, silky, red and gold drapes and tapestries, the room really did look fit for royalty.
One of the double doors to the room slowly opened. With a moderate amount of hesitance, a Qwuekajevv had poked its head in. It seemed ready to leave if not for the gesture waving it in.
It vanished a moment, then an unfamiliar face was shoved through the door--their intruder no doubt--quickly followed by three other Qwuekajevv.
The creature was making no great effort to position itself closer to his sight, and had to be urged along by the others. The group stopped at the edge of the gold walkway, just before the water's reach.
The cream furred 'kajevv stared at them silently for a moment, then gave its head a shake and yawned, gesturing, still, for them to come closer. The guards didn't hesitate significantly to step into the shallow waters, their captive, however, seemed confused. It didn't have much of a choice in the matter though and was pulled along by the others.
Before the cream furred 'kajevv, at the opposite end of his pool sized bath, stood a smaller figure, flanked by his guards on either of its sides. It had dark and light fur, a fairly short stature, in his opinion, and was presently wearing a golden collar and matching arm restraints--courtesy of his officer staff.
It seemed shocked to see him, or perhaps it was simply due to the state he was in. Naked; his light, creamy-yellow fur slicked down against his well-toned frame.
Personally it didn't matter to him. Clothes, no clothes, he was still the same confident wolf of the sands either way. It was others who seemed to care. In his time of observing behavioral patterns of both his own kind and other species, he found, often, it made others uncomfortable, fidget, look away. This boded just fine with him.
Weaker creatures should know and acknowledge their place beneath him. They should be wowed and awed by a mighty alpha. It was simply proper. Plain as that.
That didn't necessarily mean he needed to be out of uniform for this to occur, obviously, but he was hardly in a mood to be disturbed from the comfort of the warm, soothing embrace of his bath on account of some idiot creature blundering into their territory.
"What business do you have with us?" The cream-colored general asked, gaze locked on the intruder. This weak, prey-like intruder. "You're either ignorant or stupid. Possibly both."
The creature fidgeted between the guards at its sides. It looked to them, then to the Qwuekajevv in the bath before quickly looking away again with a fierce blush. Not belligerent, but absolutely ruffled.
The cream furred Qwuekajevv sighed, rolled his eyes, splashed his feet in the water a few more times, and stretched. Great. Why couldn't people just answer his questions? Was it really that hard to convey one's own intentions? Surely the fear of the inevitable consequences made many hesitate, but two facts held true.
"Obviously you fear whatever answer you may have could place you in unfavorable circumstances. Take comfort then, and rest assured, there will be plenty of unfavorable circumstances in your near future. I always find out--in the end." The Qwuekajevv concluded in a sing-song trill," But, you've managed to gather yourself an audience, and yet, you have nothing to say? Really? Nothing at all?"
Silence.
The Qwuekajevv's jagged mouth curled down into a mild frown. He grumbled and let himself sink further into his pool, until just his ears and top half of his head and muzzle were visible. He remained this way for a few moments, grumbling to himself and creating a network of fizzily bubbles and tiny sparks around his muzzle. This dumb thing was still managing to interrupt his bath.
The guards stood in awkward silence, unsure if this was a cue that they should take the trespasser away or wait. Their answer came soon enough. Abruptly, one of the yellow Qwuekajevv's hands darted out of the water. Grabbing his nearby staff, he stood and sauntered through the water, over to them.
The guards stepped back, ushering their captive along with them as he drew near. Imposing from a distance, but even more intimidating up close, the Qwuekajevv climbed the stairs and stood on level ground with the others, towering over them and dripping wet. He gave himself a shake, sending water everywhere, including all over his guests; not that it seemed as though he cared.
After a rather unnecessary twirling of the staff from one hand to the other behind his back, he extended it to hook just under the intruder's chin, angling it to meet his own gaze. A gaze very few enjoyed holding. He had notoriously sharp, cruel eyes of which many described as being predatory; like he was eyeing up his prey.
"I, am Circuit Eel. Alpha of Voltaic Pack, Lightning General of the Qwuekajevv Bloodlines Alliance." His jagged grin twisted into a full smirk, "And you, well, I guess we'll find out just who and what you are, won't we?"
With that ominous introduction, Circuit Eel wrapped a red and gold towel around himself and motioned for the prisoner escorts to take it away.
Circuit Eel and the random 'kajevv in the back belong to me
Aster belongs to https://www.deviantart.com/kiramichelist
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Hahaha splishy splashy feets! He's not always the most mature >o> XD
Their body say's the bedroom but their mind says the torture room... My patented kink detector is going off.
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