Mischievous mayhem at the Zoo

It was late into the night when you roused from your slumber, the pale glow of the Shattered Moon bathing you beneath a sky filled with stars. A cool midnight breeze washes over you and a chill runs across your skin, a stark contrast to the bundle of warmth currently nestled into your chest. You could never get over how adorable a sleeping Ruby is, especially with her straddling you in your lap. You even almost forget your current state of undress with your pants bunched up around your knees, your exposed yet flaccid member snug beneath the confines of her skirt. All at once the memories of your clandestine encounter with the little Rose Bud come rushing back to the forefront of your mind, along with a surge of blood stirring your manhood to full attention.

The sudden pressure against her panty-clad warmth draws a lewd smile across her slumbering face, and the imperceptible, instinctual rocking of horniness takes hold over her hips. You were half tempted to wake her for a second round of innocent humping but instinct chided you otherwise. Stretching your consciousness across space and time, you check in at her dorm to confirm all three of her teammates were fast asleep, and with practiced, magical ease, you change Ruby into her pajamas and teleport her silently into her bed, allowing the young girl a proper night's rest.

Now free of the burden that was a thoroughly smitten Ruby Rose, you stand and redress yourself properly, thinking back on your various lists of girls, both heroic and villainous, whom you've already seeded and yet to seed. The work of a Lust and Fertility God was never complete, after all. Perhaps lay with Glynda for a change of pace? You didn't want to overly neglect your (former) professor after all. Sate lonely Willow's unquenched lusts once again? Arctic cougars needed love too. Or perhaps approach one of the several students of note who've yet to taste your power for themselves? Nora? Coco? Velvet? You even wondered if some more exchange students visiting for the Vytal Festival had arrived. That was when it dawned on you, tickling at your more mischievous tendencies. You've been so preoccupied with advancing your overall goals that you forgot your original intent when coming to Remnant.

Harnessing your powers over space and time, you vanish from Beacon Cliffs and transfer your Being across the world, the entirety of the planet seemingly squeezed through the narrowest of tubes from your perspective. Within seconds, your boot-clad feet touch down in warm, golden sands with the beckoning of crashing waves at your back.

Stretching out before you was the island paradise of Menagerie, its crystal clear waters glittering welcomingly in the early morning sun. A cool, salt-kissed breeze rushes about you, sending pleasurable goosebumps across your skin, whilst morning mist collects upon your clothes, glittering like countless crystals under the rays of a rising sun. It was a stark contrast to the quiet midnight back home at Beacon. With a spring in your step, you make your way into town just as the first of the arid island's residents begin their day.

Going unnoticed had become second nature to you, your concealment charms activating while you pull your hood up to hide your face, deftly stepping between busying Faunus of all types. Canines, felines, rodents, avians, and few more exotic species went about their business, untouched and uncaring for the greater problems their Kin still struggled against across the world. It brought a sobering thought to your mind how even in a parallel universe, old prejudices held strong. It would be one of many issues you would set right when the Grimm were finally destroyed. Your children would be champions in this regard. So caught up you were in your mindscape that you failed to notice a group of children barrel into you in a game of tag.

"Oof, what the hell?" one of them swore as he was knocked back onto his rear.

"Dude, you still asleep? There's nothing there!" his friend teased him as he pulled him to his feet.

"Eh, probably some lame chameleon or something messing with us," shrugged a third.

"Hey! I'm a chameleon!" exclaimed a fourth, leading into a rough argument complete with hands and claws being thrown about.

Shaking your head with bemusement, you step away from the scuffle as a pair of adults step in, taking each child by the shoulders and pulling them away. No different from humans. Of course, you didn't come here with the intent of pondering interspecies philosophies. Oh no, you had a far more specific task in mind.

Passing quickly through the central square and marketplace, you step upon a grand avenue leading inland, a gradual hill upon which perched an imposing palace, gilded with reds and golds, and built of sturdy, polished teak. A smile crept upon your face as you climbed the worn yet regal stairs, feeling the powerful presence within. To many, she was a predator, but to you, she was mere prey, and would prove to be your most exciting conquest yet.

Allowing your concealment charms to drop, you place your hands upon the enormous double doors and press forward, sliding them open with a thunderous groan. A grand hall greats you, lined with massive columns supporting a lofty ceiling and painted a striking crimson, lit by old fashioned flame braziers. A gilded carpet fit for an emperor is laid out before you, leading to a throne whose occupant looked upon your blatant approach with equal parts curiosity and suspicion. Her hand rose from its perch along an armrest, a silent command to the masked guards flanking her.

"That's close enough, stranger," one states commandingly as he and his comrade step forward to deny you passage.

The two men were large and imposing, a stark contrast to their leader. One, a bear, hefted a menacing great ax in his clawed, furry hands. The other, a wolf with fur as black as coal, brandished an equally imposing spear.

"State your business quickly and begone. The High Leader isn't receiving unannounced audiences at this time," continues Bear.

"Quite the contrary, I believe your leader will be quite interested in what I have to say. Unfortunately I will only address her personally, so you might as well stand aside," you reply smoothly.

"You shall state your business with us, or you shall leave," Wolf states plainly, doubling down with his partner.

"And if I refuse?"

"Then we shall make you."

Behind them, you can see the object of your present desires looking on with growing interest as her bodyguards brandish their weapons against you.

The fearsome Tiger Faunus had long tickled something primal within you when you first got to see her at the start of Vol 4, and it frustrated you immensely when she was so quickly killed off by the now deceased Adam Taurus. Clearly that was no longer going to pass. No doubt word of his **** spread quickly from his followers when they were so abruptly sent to Menagerie by your handiwork. Perhaps that's why she hadn't so quickly attempted to throw you out, no doubt intrigued by the energy you were steadily radiating in preparation for battle. It would do well to give her a good show by soundly defeating her strongest. Lips twitching upwards in a smirk, you take one step back with your left foot and hold your hands to the side challengingly, knowing that these men would take the offered bait without hesitation.

Bear moves first, swinging his ax down upon your head with a mighty battle roar whilst Wolf moves to your flank. The highly telegraphed attack was easily avoided by stepping to the side though the following thrust from his partner's spear would need more direct intervention. A slap from your hand redirects the jagged point into the floor with a heavy crack, a testament to its wielder's strength. Now wide open for a counter, you blur with enhanced speed and deliver a crushing sidekick into his abdomen, shattering his aura with a single strike and driving the wind from his lungs. A choked gasp follows as you send him careening into a pillar, his body crashing heavily and falling limp upon the floor.

You waste no time, taking advantage of Bear's stunned silence and vaulting backwards over his head, delivering a thunderous roundhouse kick to his neck. He crumples to the ground heavily, his own aura sparking and fizzling out with maroon light.

Sienna's eyes narrow as you drop her guards in as little as three moves, eyes narrowing as she leans forward on her throne. At the same time, a dozen or so more White Fang in full uniform rush out into the Hall to surround you.

"Sienna Khan!" you announce in a booming voice. "I have come to have words with you on behalf of the liberated White Fang from Vale."

Her attention is now hooked, you could tell by the slight raising in her brows and perking of her tiger ears. With a single raised hand, she orders her soldiers to step back, and she stands to address you.

"Speak then, stranger. You have my attention."

Her voice sent an excited shiver across your skin.

"Not two weeks ago, the Vale chapter of your followers had been spirited away here to Menagerie. Their leader had unfortunately... gone off the deep end so to speak, and so I had to step in and remedy the situation."

"So then you're the legendary figure that delivered my Kin from bondage," she says with interest. "For that I'll thank you, but you'll forgive me for this extra security. Adam Taurus, brash as he was, was one of our strongest. Word of his **** as well as the manner spread quickly across this island that day. Many of the accounts are mixed and in some cases, outlandish, though it is clear among the people that it was your Semblance that brought them here to safety, away from the shackles of Atlas."

She strides forward as she speaks, regal in her poise and hands clasped at the small of her back, fingers curling around the barbed whip hidden beneath her cloak. The tiger was giving you her ear, but had already gone through a thousand different ways to kill you should she grow tiresome of this tirade.

"If you are truly the one who killed Adam Taurus, I must ask why. Clearly you don't work for Atlas, otherwise you would have sent my White Fang into slavery at the hands of General Ironwood. Speak with integrity, for I shall know if you're lying."

"To put it plainly, Adam had allied himself with a mutual enemy of ours in a grand conspiracy to divide and ruin the Four Kingdoms. Vale was to be the staging ground for it is hosting the Vytal Tournament this month. His rampaging in my Kingdom and his liberal acquisition of Atlas tech was setting the stage for a war that would bring **** and destruction to both Humans and Faunus alike, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. Adam, obviously, disagreed."

"I've heard the rumors. Adam operated exactly as I would expect him to, and he had done so with flying colors. For their crimes against my people, Humanity must suffer just as we have suffered."

"On the contrary, his bottomless hate was only making things worse for the peaceful Faunus living alongside Humans in Vale. Faunus run businesses were being run bankrupt, and human employers turned the out of work away at their doors. The now unemployed Faunus are then **** to resort to crime just to make ends meet, further widening the gap. More importantly, all of the White Fang successfully apprehended and jailed had only rallied even more to Adam's banner. It was only a matter of time before open **** spilled out onto the streets."

"They see us as animals and nothing more; subhuman, lower than dirt. The **** would be a sorely needed wake up call. Peace isn't an option anymore."

Her muscles were tensing, you could tell her patience for you was running thin. Earlier you thought about lowering your hood and revealing your human features, but now that didn't seem to be an option. Unless...

"Does it mean nothing to you then that your people were saved by a human?" you ask curiously, removing the hood that shrouded your face from view.

"Now I know you're lying," she answers with a growl, her right hand coming into view clenched tightly around her whip. "No mere human trash could do what was done that day. I'm disappointed in you, stranger. To think I actually wasted this much time on you. Guards, seize him. It's time to show this garbage what happens when a human sets foot on Menagerie."

You sigh, growing tired yourself of the back and forth dialogue that was headed no where. You came here for a purpose and you had every intention of fulfilling that purpose. As her men closed in around you, you harness your God powers, focusing them on yourself and the bristling tiger standing before you. With a snap of your fingers, you both vanish from the White Fang palace.