Over the course of the next hour, the hunters and the herd played cat and mouse. They would approach and the herd will pick up speed, never managing to stop. It wasn't hard to work out what the plan was, we had a stand of trees to our back, an impenetrable barrier in our bare feet. The grass was soft and luxurious but I didn't fancy having to run through the fallen sticks and bark of the small stand of trees. Holly for her part, stayed near the front of the herd and as was my custom, I stayed nearby. A number of zebras had drifted close to the small copse, testing the ground and checking for means of escape while the more experienced zebras watched idly.
To me it looked like they had the right idea and I assumed that all the older zebra knew the path. I took a step towards the trees and only barely heard Holly take a sharp intake of breath. I turned and locked eyes and with the smallest of movements, she shook her head. Puzzled, I watched as the girls, took tender careful steps into the trees, treading slowly and deliberately as they experimented on the rough ground. Every now and again, a girl would yelp and lift her bare foot as a twig or stick dug into the sole of her feet. It looked like slow painful going but if the men rushed us, they had a good head start - one I'd never catch up on.
By now, the new girl, Emily, was almost out of sight, her black and white stripes making her almost disappear in the shadows cast by the trees. If the men chased us now, she was almost guaranteed to get away. As she explored, the wrist bands for the remaining zebras turned red one by one. For once, no one seemed to mind.
A shriek split the air and the girls under the trees suddenly turned and ran, half running, half hopping as they rushed back towards the main group. At first, I imagined that a group of men would appear behind them but instead, they a flash or orange and black flashed through the trees. The zebras broke clear of the trees, some clearly limping from the debris underfoot. Fast in behind, a tall athletic woman, covered in bright orange and black stripes sprinted after the group. Like us, she was naked but unlike the zebras, she moved with blinding speed through the trees, soon catching up to one of the zebras, a dark-skinned girl named Tina. The striped woman grabbed her arm and swung her around throwing her to the ground. Tina struggled half to her feet as the tiger leapt on her back. With a massive heave, Tina shrugged her off and broke clear into the grass, sprinting back towards the main herd. The tiger rolled upright and turned only to find Emily still struggling to get out of the woods. Trapped between the rough ground in the woods and the pursuing tiger, Emily broke right and tried to run along the edge of the wood to freedom but she was no match for the tiger. With a growl, the huntress tackled Emily and brought her to the ground. Stuck under the tiger, Emily writhed and twisted but was no match for the more experienced girl who pinned her down.
I threw a quick nervous glance over my shoulder at the men but they all lay back relaxed, enjoying the show. Uncertain, I sidled closer to Holly for protection even as I watched the extraordinary sight in front of me. The zebra, Emily, struggled hard but was clearly outmatched by the more experienced tiger. Emily's shrieks became grunts then turned into gasps as she bucked and writhed under the other woman. Within a couple of minutes, Emily was pinned to the ground on her back, legs spread for leverage, while the tiger straddled her, working to restrain Emily hands. The tiger went in for the end game, quickly repositioning her hand, aiming between Emily's spread legs, fingers probing for the exposed pussy. Emily shrieked and crossed her legs, arms reaching down giving the tiger the opening that she had been looking for as she repositioned, her pussy over Emily's face. She bore down, grinding her cunt down hard onto Emily's face, muffling the poor girl's cries. She held it for a couple of seconds, then as suddenly as the fight had begun, it was over, and the tiger swung her legs over Emily, stepped up and with a single glance at the group of Zebras, ran back into the trees.
