Purin hunt

The hunters provided them with spears more suited for their height as Welling warned, "These are for your protection, don't get too close. If one charges you, stand like this." As he leant towards them, he moved to stand side onto them, the spear against his near foot. "The purin's momentum will push the spear deep, but as soon as it hits the tip of the spear, dive out of the road."

Monica and Mitch looked at each other for a moment, realising that they may have bitten off more than they could chew. But before they could express their second thoughts, Nicay said, "Come, we must hurry."

The group set out at pace through long grass on a flat plain. It wasn't long before they saw their quarry. The purin looked somewhat like bison but slightly larger. Shaggy hair and short muzzles. Welling made a gesture, and the group crouched in the grass.

The two large males, each larger than the others and sporting a pair of horns, had stopped fighting; instead, they roamed around the rest of the herd. The giants spoke to each other in their native tongue before Welling translated. "Mizra has agreed to stay with you and protect you if anything happens. Fedus will circle and spook the purin toward Nicay, Asiar and myself."

Mitch and Monica both nodded as the group started to fan out. The wait seemed to take forever, and Monica's legs hurt with the constant crouching. Then they hear Fedus scream, the clatter of wood on wood, and the ground rumbled with the purin advance.

Mizra partially rose to peer out over the tall grass as the rumbling and bellowing calls of the purin increased in volume and intensity. One of the large males led the charge away, and Mitch saw Nicay and Asiar break from the grass to intercept it. Then Mitch and Monica felt a sharp push against them before Mizra dove in the opposite direction.

The humans scrabbled to their feet to look around just as one of the purin trampled through the grass they had just vacated. The herds' movements were kicking up dust, and it was becoming difficult to see clearly. Suddenly Monica pointed, and Mitch turned just in time to see Asiar be cruelly headbutted by one of the females. As he was sent sprawling, Nicay turned to help him, and the male they had been pursuing changed course. Mitch and Monica could see that Nicay had turned her back to the male as she helped Asair up, and Mitch reacted without thinking.

He sprinted, naked and ****, through the grass, a female passing close enough to him that he felt the air of her passing. Then he threw the spear. It was not a throw as intended for a spear. Instead, it was a horizontal cartwheel ahead of the male bearing down on the two giants.

Nicay turned and started to move her spear into position as Mitch's spear found its target, caught between the male's front legs. It snapped quickly between the legs of the creature as the purin tripped and crashed to the ground, coming to rest only a stride or two in front of Nicay and Asiar.

Nicay didn't hesitate; she leapt into the air and, using her momentum and body weight, brought the spear down on the creature. Mitch couldn't see through the grass but heard a short cry from the beast.

He turned back to find Monica to see the other male baring down on her, but Welling was there before he could even react. He grabbed the creature by both horns, his feet ploughing troughs in the dirt as the creature's momentum drove him back. Monica scrabbled to the side just as Welling, in a terrifying show of strength, brought the beast down on its side.

Mizra ran to Welling's aid as it bucked and thrashed, but Monica was closer. She darted forward and stabbed the spear at the creatures thrashing throat, the broad head doing most of the work. As she pulled the spear free for a second stab, blood fountained from the wound, the bladed spear had found an artery.

The blood gushed out several feet, spattering Monica's naked form, and before she could bring the spear down again, Welling released the creature's horns and dove for her. Grabbing her as the animal went from thrashing to violent **** throws. If Monica had still been there, she surely would have been greeted by a hoof.

Mitch ran towards them to find Welling on his back and Monica on top of him, both covered in blood. "You go for the heart to stop the **** throws," Welling told the human woman.

The rumbling has quieted, the herd had passed the group as Mizra, and shortly after, Fedus rejoined them. Mitch, in the meantime, hugged Monica, glad she was safe. Suddenly Monica squealed and then blushed. "What is it?" Mitch asked.

Welling laughed, "I believe your wife is sitting on my lap," Welling said.

Mitch quickly helped her up to see that Welling's cock was partially rigid. Nicay and Asiar joined the rest of them, and as Welling rose, Nicay said. "Any injuries?"

Asiar was holding his side and looked towards Mitch and Monica in broken English he said. "I have ribs, broken, would be worse but for the mad human." With his free hand, he clapped Mitch on the shoulder, sending him stumbling.

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