A Rude Awakening

You awaken to the sound of voices raised in what sounds like alarm.

For a single moment you think that maybe things have advanced faster than you expected and the Men have arrived already. Pulling yourself upright you look out from beyond the makeshift bars of your cage and have that hope dashed.

Standing in the small clearing beyond the pair of cages you can see a gathering of Kobolds. From the way they are standing you can tell that the Kobolds seem to be split into two groups. Both of them seeming to be focused around a pair of larger Kobolds who were staring each other down.

You watch the pair with interest, the larger of the pair has a network of scars running across his body and something about his stance and expression suggests he is the Leader of this Clan. The other Kobold, younger and slightly stronger looking, seems to be barking out some kind of threat or challenge to the Leader.

As you watch the Leader suddenly lunges forward, his claws swiping at the exposed belly of the challenger. However he clearly was ready for this. Stepping back from the hasty swipe, his own claws raking across the Leaders snout, sending an arc of crimson splashing onto the cave floor. The Leader doesn’t stop his forward charge though, dipping his head down and ramming his shoulder into the gut of the challenger and sending them both flailing to the ground.

The fight became a blur of whirling arms and legs then. The pair rolling around on the floor, the upper hand seeming to switch with every passing second as they each tore at the other. As you watch you wonder if they will actually kill each other, the fight seeming easily bloody enough to lead to that.

Then suddenly something seems to change. The Leader, blood pouring from open wounds across his body, manages to get a grip on the challenger and with a strain of muscle he lifts him off the ground. In a second the challenger is flying through the air, his body impacting the outcrop of rock nearest your cage with a sickening crunch. His slamming to the ground limply as the Leader catches his breath.

The Leader slowly starts to move towards his fallen foe, the final tatters of his clothing falling away as he moves. The challenger, who you had assumed dead, begins to stir on the ground. Slowly lifting his head to look at the approaching Leader.

You watch as he pulls himself painfully upright, as the Leader comes close he makes some low clicking sounds in the back of his throat as he lays his head at the feet of the Leader. The meaning of the gesture clear to all as the Leader barks out something in their harsh tongue.

Then the Leader is looking at you, you feel ice slide down your spine as his eye rolls over you and onto the Sister of Man who has not stirred at all during this.

With a final bark the Leader moved to her cage. His cock already beginning to rise to full mast as he pulls open the gate.

You turn back to the other Kobold, you had expect him to slink off into some corner to lick his wounds. Yet instead you watch as he pulls himself upright and grips the gate of your cage. His eyes burning into you as you realise what the fight was for.

The right to breed with the Sister of Man. The realisation that you are to be the prize for second place leaves you with mixed feelings.

However those concerns fade as the cage door is pulled open.