Becoming an adult

You gave your claws one last look as your dropship departed from the mothership and entered orbit. Your excitement was palpable.

All you could think of was fucking Xenomorphs and those creatures. Humans they called themselves.

Those sparing matches would mean nothing compared to this real thing, to the real excitement of taking another ass with genuine risk and danger to challenge you. To truly wrestle down a serpent and fuck her raw. To catch a human by surprise and pin her to the wall. You land in a forest and cloak your ship and yourself. The Hunt has begun.