Lazarus was startled awake by the sound of voices nearby. Peeking through the trees, he saw another jaguar slinking through the underbrush, as well as three small winged humanoids fliting through the air. They were red of skin, as if they had been out in the sun too long, and possessed decidedly demonic features, in the form of small horns and spade tipped tails. They wore no clothing, letting their grossly oversized genitals dangle for all to see.
"I can't believe we're out here because Trixi claims to have seen a human," one of them griped.
"Seriously, that slut lies like there's no tomorrow," agreed another.
"Quiet," growled the jaguar. "Something's been stalking us jaguars over the last few days, and we're going to find it."
"I can't believe we're out here because Trixi claims to have seen a human," one of them griped.
"Seriously, that slut lies like there's no tomorrow," agreed another.
"Quiet," growled the jaguar. "Something's been stalking us jaguars over the last few days, and we're going to find it."