"I like the look of her over there..." Carl chuckled a bit as he pointed over at fit looking cheetah sitting over at the bar. She seemed to dressed a lot more fierce than the others in the bar. Black short shorts, studded belts, finger-less gauntlets, biker jacket, and so on.
The lioness gave Carl a light chuckle as she patted him on the shoulder, "Oh, the brave type? Hope you can keep that attitude up~" As she walked off to inform the other girl of the order, Carl couldn't help but grin back at the lioness. Man, something must have been in the air here because he was feeling all kinds of emotions.
He decided to snag a table to sit at opposite of two birds who were in the middle a very passionate make-out session. It was actually pretty hot to watch, but Carl knew better than to stare. It was a little odd though as he noticed that all the anthro couples in this place were... very obviously lesbians. Hmm, but he saw plenty of normies there too, both male and female. So, what was going on?
Before having enough time to really think it over, Carl felt a bottle of beer forced against his chest. Looking up, the cheetah girl from the bar was now standing right in front of the table, grinning a Cheshire's grin.
"Enjoying the atmosphere?" She teased, not bothering to ask before sitting on the table itself facing Carl, "Fucking intense, I know."
Carl blinked a few times, but played it off fairly cool, "No kidding. Hot as hell."
"Name's Vara," the cheetah introduced herself with a jab to his shoulder, "So, what else can do for ya, babe?"
Damn, she didn't play around. From zero to sixty it seemed. Carl wasn't sure if he should jump at the chance with the sexy feline or question what this was exactly. Then again... it was hard to listen to rationality when Vara was pulling her shirt out to show a wonderful view of her cleavage.
Oh dear, choices choices...