Kuro

New scents. Female scented in fact, drifted across the wind, catching the attention of a sleeping male panther. His eyes cracked open, deep green and searching. He lifted his head and sniffed the air before getting up from the high tree branch that he'd been resting on. He leapt down and stretched with a wide yawn before prowling off in the direction of the new and unfamiliar smell.

This panther's name was Kuro. He was a member of the PantherLilly Tribe.

Shape Shifters of many races resided together in tribes, relying on each other to keep their precious females safe. Most females usually have a bare minimum of five mates tending to their every whim and desire in hopes that their female would have offspring with them.

Kuro however had only just reached adulthood and had yet to find a female to become his mate. His green eyes scanned the jungled terrain and at once he locked in on the locks of light golden hair. He immediately shifted, morphing from his panther form, into his human body. His skin was dark brown, eyes remained jaded green and his hair was jet black.

Kuro crouched beside the **** and naked female, leaning over her and sniffing her body curiously. She smelled pure. Untouched by any other male scents. He would have a mate yet. One he wouldnt have to fight off previous mates for her to be his.

"Female."

He spoke softly, picking her up in his arms and cradling her against his strong torso.

"Female wake up."

Kuro spoke lightly as his black panther tail still flicked around, jutting out of his tailbone.