Lady Liadrin

The stocky cave toad had begun to get a bit wary. While pickings were easy enough to simply breath and leave at first, other creatures had begun to show up. More heavily armored, better armed, and more powerful. The hunter began to have to get more strategic, but was still breeding a healthy amount of unwary and overconfident females. Some were elves, while others were of strange races.

Moving along a river, the grey skinned creature spotted a lovely elf with fire red hair pulled in a neat pony tail. While she wore heavier, plated armor, she had a healthy amount of her belly exposed, and from the back, the creature could make out that her legs were of simple cloth, with the armored plating to the front. Stroking himself beneath the water, it listened as she addressed several heavily armored individuals. While there was another female elf in the bunch, the authority in which the red head spoke meant she was the leader, and likely stronger. In truth, the first member of his harem to be able to breed strong offspring.

As the others left, going by twos, Lady Liadrin had decided to go alone. One of the strongest paladins on Azeroth, she had little fear of these lands. It might be overconfidence, but she had survived greater goes than a frog. As the others left, she leaned over to adjust her leg plates, getting ready to ride the nearby hawkstrider, and giving a nice view of her shapely ass.

Seeing her toned, athletic body, the bulky cave toad struck, darting out of the water with surprising quickness, given it's bulk. Reaching out to grab her....