Nightwing was a hunter.
That was a fact of life that no one could think to deny. The female night fury, like so many of her breed, was both beautiful as she was ferocious as she honed her green eyes on whatever prey that stood within her green eyes. Whether it was a bunch of deer she had chased down while racing across the grass covered ground, or sweeping through a massive flock of birds which flew within her pathway as she scored above the sky, Nightwing was an elegant and deadly creature that was deserving of respect from all who gazed upon her sinuous form as it traveled across the world on jet black wings which threatened to blot out the sun; the fury of her movements was nothing less than poetry in motion, as she moved like greased lightning across the ground, her claws would eat up the ground, leaving deep furrows that would mark the well worn land. Once Nightwing had set herself upon her prey, whether diving down at them from above the clouds, or hurling her body up above the ground so that she could tackle her would-be meal, the black dragoness would quickly subdue the creature she desired to consume.
After that, Nightwing would open her jaws wide, her yellowed fangs would glimmer under the light of the setting sun or rising moon - as she usually hunted during the waning hours of the days and yawning minutes of the evening - and then lower her head over her meal. It was easy enough to devour the creature, that more than likely kicked and screamed and yelled out in abject terror, into her mouth, her fangs clenching deep onto said animal's throat or upper body, before swallowing. The slow pull of her meal deep into her mouth usually ended within the black dragoness' belly, however, on the off chance that Nightwing wasn't feeling particularly hungry - perhaps because she was still digesting an earlier meal, or perhaps because she needed to store food for the colder months when prey wasn't that plentiful - the night fury would draw squirming animal within the crop within her throat with the help of her writhing tongue.
The thin-walled portion of Nightwing's throat tract was used to store creatures up to the size of smaller, though most of the time said creatures would need to often be crushed by the muscles within her throat, otherwise the squirming would tickle her in the right wrong way that would make her eager to toss up whatever she had within her crop. The black dragoness didn't like to admit it to others of her kind, but she was deathly sensitive to external and internal stimuli, and so would quickly squeeze down on her prey in order to keep them down. After that it would simply be a matter of time before she would ingest her meal into her belly; sometimes she would keep the deceased animal inside of her body for days on end before she finally swallowed them down, the juices within her body would preserve her meal, keeping it from rotting and thus making her ill.
This, in and of itself, wasn't all that interesting a process to Nightwing, as she had enacted such a process for several decades now, however, it was a biological function that the black dragoness had used to help her travel the great distances throughout the various continents of the world after her people had been hunted down to near extinction. The female night fury didn't exactly understand who or what it was that had been tracking down her people and ending their lives, as there wasn't a social network of dragons that kept up with such information, however, from what she had gleaned from those dragons that tolerated her presence within their territory, whatever had been hunting her kind had been moving far to the north towards the icy waters which housed the frozen wastelands. With that in mind, Nightwing had quickly beat her wings across the lands to the south in order to put as much distance between this unknown force and herself.
It was while journeying through the warm plains that stretched out for miles around her that the black dragoness had found herself coming across a plethora of wild animals, the likes of which she had never seen before. The fact that many of them didn't seem all that bothered by her presence was something that slightly confused the night fury, as most creatures knew to be wary of her as she flew over them, however, the lack of concern over her being within the area made the lot of them easy enough for her to pick off, as seen by how she swooped down over one of the large black and white animals and then snatched it up into her claws. Or, at least she tried to do as such. As it turned out, the grazing creature, which bellowed long and low as her claws cut deep into its hide, didn't move all that much, despite the black dragoness attempting to pick it up and carry it off.
Annoyance rushed through Nightwing at this fact, as she had never once before faced down a creature that she couldn't either carry off, or knock down. So of course, being the stubborn predator that she was, the female dragon hopped down from off of the now bleeding creature's back to try and take it on the old fashioned way. As expected, the bulky looking warm blood hurried to hobble away from her as fast as it could - it's companions, after realizing that the flying creature was indeed dangerous to their health and wellbeing, scampered away as fast as their legs could carry - not that Nightwing cared about this. The green eyed dragoness was too focused on the wouldbe meal that was running away from her to bother noticing any of the others. Her iris dilated as she allowed the fleeing beast to get several yards away from her before she sprang into action after it. Her cold blood rushed deep within her veins, exciting all of her senses, as she ran down her prey with a speed that made her look like a blur to everything around her.
All except the farmer who had come out to see exactly what in sam hell had startled his herd of cows. Upon noticing the large dragoness the anthropomorphic horse had dashed into his house, grabbed his musket gun, loaded it, and then returned outside just in time to watch the winged varmint leap up to tackle one of the elder members of his livestock. Squaring his shoulders and then narrowing his dark brown eyes, the casually dressed equine farmer lined his sights up with the dragoness and then fired his weapon.
The shout of the musket being fired didn't so much catch Nightwing's attention, so much as the feeling of the large metal round which cut deep into her foreleg. The pain of the sudden attack made time slow for the night fury, as she had never before felt such agony in her life, and that was despite fighting against several males of her species that thought to place themselves upon her during her fertile month. That her body was forced back away from her wouldbe meal was something that didn't bother the black dragoness, so much as the fact that the impact from the bullet which pierced through her ebony scales and thick hide sent her careening to the side in a disheveled heap. Confusion mixed with pain as Nightwing tried to make sense of what exactly had just happened to her, her mind was still in complete disbelief that she could be attacked so viciously while in the middle of trying to make a kill - other dragons didn't usually attempt such a thing, not unless they themselves were in the middle of hunting the same beast.
The sounds of angry shouting made the night fury turn her head to see a strange bipedal animal shouting at her, all the while her paws fiddled with something long and shiny within his hand. Nightwing had just enough time to realize that it was the creature in question that had assaulted her, as, after righting herself to growl at the other, the creature pointed the silver stick-like object into her direction. Ancient instincts sent her up into the sky before another ball of iron could impact with her body. Her massive wings beat within the air as she drew her injured form into the sky right as the bullet shot through the wooden barrier which had been behind her back, the sight of the wood exploding from the force of the attack made the night fury snarl and then swerve her head around to look at the still shouting bipedal animal which was still shouting up at her. Drawing in a fountain of air into her body, Nightwing stirred the chemicals within her hidden glands and then belched out a plume of purplish-green fire down at her attacker.
The frightened biped had just enough time to duck out of the way of the attack back into the house when it hit the ground where he had been standing, however, in his haste, the farmer had dropped his musket rifle. The weapon was completely incinerated by the night fury's plume of fiery breath, as could be seen by how the wood of the weapon all but vaporized, while the steel melted into the ground to become a silver puddle which hissed as the black dragoness quickly beat her wings towards the south. Nightwing didn't look back to see what had happened with the strange biped, her bleeding foreleg demanded immediate attention, and as such, the night fury was intent on getting to a place of safety so she could look after the damage which had been done to her precious limb.
Thankfully, it didn't take her long to get to a nearby forest - though had anyone been tracking her they would have been awe-struck by the fact that the black dragoness had flown several miles in under thirty minutes - and so once she was sure that she was safe Nightwing settled herself down onto the ground. This proved to be a big mistake, because in placing all of her weight down onto her bleeding leg the night fury found pain like no other racing all across her body. The shock of such agony caused the black dragoness to topple over onto her side, small cries of desperation creeped out from her lips as she whined to no one in particular. She quickly silenced herself when she thought she heard the sound of rustling coming from someplace nearby a few moments later; fear ate away at the night fury's mind as she thought about some other predator, perhaps a larger dragon, coming out of the woods in order to capitalize on her vulnerable state. It was getting dangerously close to her heat cycle after all.
Green eyes narrowed sharply when a blurry shape pulled itself away from the sunset painted landscape which surrounded their owner. Nightwing pulled herself up, as best she could as she wobbled without meaning to, flared out her wings until the white undersides could be seen, and then bared her fangs at whatever was approaching her. The creature in question, which became easier enough to see once the black dragoness blinked her tears strewn eyes, turned out to be another bipedal animal, though this one was more shapely than the creature which had attacked her. Letting her eyes scan over the creature that was steadily coming towards her, Nightwing immediately picked out several interesting traits about the biped.
For one thing, the other was a she, this was enough to tell from the heavy mounds which jiggled in front of the other's chest; the black dragoness had long since analyzed her own physiology, to the point where she knew well enough that only females had the heavy glands of flesh which jutted out on their bodies. The second interesting fact about the other was that she looked like the animals that Nightwing had just tried to make into a meal. This knowledge made the night fury's stomach growl, as, because she hadn't been able to get her meal, the wounded dragoness found herself all but starving at the moment. Shaking her head to continue looking over the other, Nightwing held off on the decision of trying to eat the other just yet, as she wanted to make sure that there was nothing on the biped that could possibly wound her. From what she could see, as she moved her head up and down and then side to side, the white spotted female that bore a jet black coat of fur didn't seem to have anything of interest on her person. Looking into the other's golden eyes, the black dragoness found herself spreading her legs, wincing slightly as she did so, as she decided to puff herself up as much as she could in order to make the other back off.
The other female paused for a moment, clearly stunned by this maneuver, however, she didn't seem to take the other's posturing all that seriously from the look on her pink nosed face. This made Nightwing let out a warbling growl of warning. When the other reached up to push away the purple mane which covered the top of her head the black dragoness cocked her head to the side in question. Her curiosity was soon rewarded with the other backing away slightly and then turning to move into the tree line out of sight. Taking a few minutes to be sure that the other was gone, the injured night fury deflated her stance, sighing in relief as she did so, before slowly padding away from the area in question. From what she could smell, there seemed to be a lake nearby, and so she reasoned that if there was water around then there would more than likely be fish. The thought of food filling her belly made Nightwing slowly lope her way forward, she was forced to pick up her leg and carry it forward as she made her jaunt forward.
Getting to the lake in question took less than five minutes of running. Once she made her way to the edge of the clear pool, Nightwing sniffed about the area for several seconds to make sure that no other predators or dragons were around, before settling herself to look over her injury. From what her green eyes could see, it seemed as though the metal projectile had missed shattering through her bone, a miracle within itself, though it was easy enough to tell that she wouldn't be able to use the full strength of her forelimb for a couple of days - maybe even up to a week if it got infected. Grunting in frustration at the thought, the black dragoness dropped herself down onto the wet grass underneath her body and then began to lick over her still slightly bleeding appendage. The slow licks of her warm tongue along the wound caused shiveres to rise up all across her body, as the pain of her injury settled more fully into her mind. Nightwing didn't know how long she stayed on the bank of the water's edge tending to herself, but when next she became aware of herself she found her leg being gently placed down onto the ground.
Confusion ripped through the night fury's mind as she tried to make sense of what exactly was going on, but fatigue and hunger made it so that she looked up to see a familiar black and white form looming up above her before her big green eyes closed for the second time that evening.
When next the black dragoness awoke it was to the smell of something delicious wafting across her nostrils. Blinking sleep away from her mind, Nightwing looked up just in time to see the biped from early coming over to her. Fear made her freeze, as she wasn't sure what to think at that moment. Because she didn't have much experience in dealing with other creatures, outside of her kindred, the night fury was unsure about how to approach this current situation. Sure, she could have tried to attack the other, but a looming sense of dread made her decide not to do such a thing, as it was possible that the monochrome colored creature could pull out a weapon and end her existence if she were angry. So with that in mind, the black dragoness simply watched as the other lifted up her leg, which was covered in an assortment of leaves, and then began humming slightly. The soft sound brought a pleased murmur from out of Nightwing's throat, as it reminded her so much of the sound her mother would make to her when she was a hatchling.
After a few minutes of looking her over, the biped gently placed the black dragoness' leg back down onto the ground. The other female then went over to the fire which was crackling some distance away, and grabbed three fish which had been spiked onto sticks. Dragging them over the night fury, the white spotted cow woman dangeled the tasty morsels in front of Nightwing's face.
The black dragoness didn't think, she merely reacted as she launched her head up and then bit the three smoked treats off from their sticks. Unsurprisingly the standing female jumped back slightly, more than likely scared witless from having her hands so close to the fanged filled maw which snapped far too close to her fingers for comfort. Nothing was done by the cow woman as she watched her new companion chew her food and then swallow it down her gullet. The sight of the night fury's throat bulging out slightly as he compacted meal formed into a ball and then drifted down into her flat belly was something that fascinated the biped, however, her fascination was short lived because she soon found herself looking face to face with the injured dragon that she had just fed.
The pair stared at one another for what seemed like minutes on end without either making a sound, both were quite aware of the fact that they needed to try and understand what exactly was happening here - the unspoken truth of what was being stated would have massive implications later on down the line. Only the silent wind answered the inquiry in question, as the half moon above seemed to be holding its breath in wait for whatever would happen next.
It was Nightwing who decided to change the happenings of the future, as she rolled her broad tongue out from her mouth and then slathered the wet muscle over and across the other's face. The cowman didn't know what to think about this sudden move, as she had been completely taken aback by it, however, her stunned elation left her mouth vulnerable to attack, as could be seen by how the black dragoness lashed her tongue deep inside of the other female's mouth. The monochrome biped gasped at the warm, gooey feeling which swam across her taste buds, though before she could fully process what exactly was happening, the injured night fury pulled away to stare at her owlishly. Once again, nothing was said between the two as the cow woman reached up to press a hand to the front of her sticky lips. Nightwing merely watched her for several seconds before turning away and then curling up to sleep, her satisfaction that the the other was no threat to her current state of being giving her all of the information she needed to know that she would be safe while she off the pain which suddenly crawled its way up her leg.
Seeing that she had been dismissed, so to speak, the white spotted female returned to the side of the fire she had made for herself, settled down onto the bedding that she had brought with her, and then tried not to think about what exactly had just happened. This proved somewhat harder to do, as both her udders, and the slit in between her legs, tingled in a way that she hadn't felt for quite a long while.
Things settled into quite an odd situation between the two females after that, as Bessie, the cow woman, both looked after Nightwing, all the while doing her best to try and communicate with the other. The taciturn night fury didn't have much to say to the other, as she was still somewhat suspicious of the other female, however, the black dragoness made no attempts to try and harm the other, which was an excellent turn of affairs in Bessie's mind. The days passed by in slow succession as the pair went about their respective lives, with Nightwing doing her best to hunt for foot within the lake, as she didn't trust herself to hunt anything on the ground or air right now, while the cow woman worked to mend the healing injury the other had sustained. Thankfully the bullet wound was healing quite nicely thanks to the leaf wrap that Bessie had stitched together for her new companion, or rather cohort, as the cow woman didn't know what the black dragoness fully thought of her as quite yet.
Their relationship seemed to approve easily enough, as whenever Bessie would catch dinner for the evening from the lake she would give a portion of her catch to Nightwing. The night fury found herself loving the free meal, as could be seen by how easily she purred whenever she filled her gullet with the squirming bundles which traveled down into her belly. Bessie would always find herself looking over this with a sense of attentiveness that probably wasn't all that healthy, all things considered. But it was hard to deny the fact that the cow woman enjoyed watching her cohort devour her meal and then lift her head to the cloud covered sky in joyous triumph. This was one of the reasons why she was out here anyway, to get away from the daily hustle and bustle and grips of modern people who had everything they could want and still were unhappy. Here in this place, with a black dragoness who seemed to enjoy the simple pleasures of a full belly and good companion, life simply made sense.
It was in that, that Bessie decided to try and communicate further with the black dragoness; the white spotted female went through the steps of trying both physical and verbal communication to try and bridge the intellectual gap between the both of them. What seemed to work the best was for her to speak simple enough words while making gestures to go along with her words. This was how the cow woman was able to explain the various potions and the likes which she had inside of the satchel which she carried with her; Bessie didn't bother trying to tell the black dragoness that she was looking for various herbs while out in the forest, as that information was rather useless to the basically feral animal, as was the subject on money and the business that Bessie worked for. Instead, she simply helped to nurse on the black dragoness' leg until it finally healed, nearly a week later.
Once the other was able to walk and run on her own the cow woman decided that it would probably be time to move on, as the pair would soon have to return to their lives, however, before the two of them did as such Bessie decided to spend some time with her companion - she felt that it was okay to call the other as such at this point - as they would probably never see each other after this point. With that said, the cow woman woke up early one following morning and then stripped herself out of her clothes in order to take herself a swim before starting her day. Nightwing was still asleep at the time, curled up as she was next to the smoldering remains of the fire which had been set ablaze by the night fury's fiery breath last night, and so the other didn't know what to think when she looked up and found the other missing.
Instead of worrying though, the black dragoness stretched herself out like a feline, smacked her lips a few seconds later, and then grunted as she thought about finding herself something to eat this morning. The thought of trying to hunt right now was not all that appealing to Nightwing, as she honestly didn't feel like going through all of the trouble so early within the day. With that thought in mind, the green eyed night fury turned around in order to look at the placid lake which stood before her. The grumbling of her belly made her turn and then dive into the cold waters in front of her with the grace of a serpent. As luck would have it, Bessie was able to look up just in time to see her companion head her way, however, instead of stopping to greet the other, Nightwing simply opened her jaws while swimming forward. In the black dragoness' defense, she had been following a school of fish that were headed directly into the cow woman's direction, and so closed her eyes when surging after the others.
Bessie attempted to swim out of the way, but she proved to be too slow, and so the other female quickly found herself engulfed within her companion's mouth.
As expected the cow woman let out of shriek from the sudden change in her current position. Nightwing only happened to notice that something was wrong after she found herself swallowing the other down into her throat, however, upon noticing that the 'fish' in her mouth seemed to be bigger than she had expected, the dragon's body instinctively redirected her meal to her crop. The feeling of the heavy mass sliding down into the pouch of flesh within her throat was something that forced the night fury to automatically resurface, as her body was not designed to devour such a large amount of food while under water.
Upon getting back up to the surface of the water, Nightwing immediately began to swim towards the bank of the lake, all the while the steady pull of her companion's weight threatened to drag her back down to the bottom of the lake. It didn't help matters in the slightest that the other squirmed rather desperately within her new confines, more than likely from fear and complete uncertainty over what was happening at the current moment as she was bathed within a plethora of juices which made her fur tingle in less than subtle ways. Once at the river, Nightwing pulled herself out of the water, shook herself down from the cold droplets coating her now shimmering scales, and then sat her rump down onto the ground to try and make sense of what exactly was happening at the moment.
The squirming within her crop made the black dragoness reach up to caress her sack of flesh, as her mind and body worked almost against one another, one part of herself said that she had food inside of her body, and thus she should devour it to fill up her still rumbling belly. While on the other, her instincts told her that something was very off about this situation, as there should not have been such a large fish within the waters, she had checked several days prior and had seen nothing larger than a trout within the water. Massaging over the heavy outline of food, the black dragoness quickly began to put two and two together when she heard a familiar sounding voice cry out inside of her. Her green eyes went wide as her body stilled suddenly. This proved to be the wrong move, because without her thought filled resistance her body quickly moved the cow woman inside of her up her throat and then down into her belly.
Panic erupted within Nightwing's mind as she both felt and heard her friend's cries of fear as she was introduced into the depths of her water soaked belly. The sudden shift in weight from one part of her body to another was rather surreal for the black dragoness, though not because she was unused to eating such food, but because of the knowledge of the creature she had swallowed. The feeling of her stomach sagging slightly brought a groan from the night fury's throat, as one part of her was quite happy to have a tender morsel within it for which it could digest and thus fill up her body, while the other was slightly horrified by what she had done. Panic won out over hunger, and soon the black dragoness curled her neck forward in an attempt to hack up Bessie.
The sensation of her body heaving as she attempted to work up her meal was not at all pleasant, as her system was completely confused as to what she was doing. This became even more evident as her guts began to work against her in order to keep down the food which it was trying to baste with its gastric juices. Inside of her stomach Bessie didn't know what was going up, as the world was turning up and down violently, knocking her nude form around rather violently as she hit the internal walls, all the while yelping in fear.
Nightwing eventually stopped trying to spit up her meal after she realized that Bessie would not be coming out the way she went in.
Nothing more was said or done by either of the two females as they tried to figure out some way to correct this situation, however, in that time Bessie found herself getting slightly hungry inside of the black dragoness's stomach. Seeing as she didn't have a lot of meal options within the current space she was in, she decided to swallow a couple of the fish that were still in there with her. Of course, it might have seemed a little morbid, given current circumstances, but one couldn't have expected her to think on an empty stomach, after all. The fish quickly slid through the cow woman's empty stomach down to her udders, the weight of which slowly made the pink jiggly flesh poke out, as they were always the part of Bessie's body which bloomed out before anything else, much to the cow woman's irritation.
Bessie's udders seemed to almost dance as the fish within jiggled about in such a surreal manner, the feeling of them doing as such was almost ticklish to the cow woman. Bessie slightly wondered if this is what Nightwing was feeling with her inside of the black dragoness, the idea that she was making her companion feel as such caused the white spotted female to poke at the walls around her. Nightwing grumbled at this feeling. Bessie would have laughed, both from the knowledge of her current position, and to the feeling of her udders growing, but a slight thought made her feeling a bit irritated.
What she would have given to get her breasts do what her udders were at the moment, but that concern was for later. Right now she needed to quickly find a way of getting out of there, especially since the tingling she had felt within Nightwing's crop returned with a viciousness that made her quickly realize what was about to happen to her.
On the outside, Nightwing listened to Bessie as the woman directs her to her satchel.
Not sure, but unwilling to go against the other in the current situation, the night fury roots through her friend's leather backpack for a shimmering green bottle. Throwing it into her mouth, Nightwing swallowed the container after a few minutes of being prompted to do as such. On the inside of her stomach, Bessie caught the flask with a grateful sigh. Quickly uncorking the container and then splashing the fluid onto her slightly numb body, the cow woman instantly felt her body heat up in a telltale way. Relief washed through her body even as her legs began to lose feeling.
Nightwing had no idea what in the world was going on but when poking her friend and then feeling her not move in return the black dragoness found herself feeling a sense of frustration that she didn't exactly know how to deal with. Settling down onto the ground and then curling up around her belly, Nightwing spent much of the way trying to figure out what to do for Bessie, all the while her belly happily compressed the other female into a tight ball for which it would soon get ready to really work on. By the time half of the day had been wasted sitting around Nightwing realized that Bessie was no more inside of her. Getting up and then walking about her way through the forest the night fury found herself unconsciously enjoying the heavy sagging feeling which encompassed her gut, as she had never felt so full in all of her life, meanwhile, her body worked to distribute the mass that made up the cow woman all across her body. By the time evening came around Nightwing's tail would be quite a bit thicker than it had been earlier that day, while her wings and legs would have an extra set of muscle on them which would make her a much dangerous predator when she went on her next hunt. A happy purr escaped the other's throat by the time the sun began to set within the distance.
