Hannah sat on what amounted to her little stone ‘throne’ as she watched the ‘tournament’ progress through the day. She felt like one of the Roman Emperors watching the arena games with only a passing interest as they dictated letters.
The weaklings and total idiots had been ‘culled’ from the heard by the second round. Of course Sam made it to the third round. While Sam didn’t have nearly the experience with his new body, let alone a male one. More than a couple were too busy standing up and showing off (these were the muscle bound stupid ones), while Sam was just trying to win. Of course were also the super aggressive ones (though one less now that one had been expelled for ‘cheating’) who took care of their opponents as fast as possible. It seemed any buck that wasn’t in a steady relationship was in the clearing before the stone semi-chair today.
Truth to be told, Hannah honestly felt flattered. Out of all the does who lived in the park, she was the one who got the bucks to formally duke it out. And while she kept making it clear that she wasn’t about to fall for the winner anyway, it seemed the bucks still needed to do this at least to get it out of their system.
Hannah was concerned however, when she spotted the few lady doe besides herself in the park who had gathered at the side lines and were now watching appraisingly. In nature, there were many does and few bucks. Now in Anthro Park, the ratio was reversed, and thus the competition was fierce. This was greatly increased by the fact that as Hannah had explained once already, that Morphs of different species just weren’t excited by each other.
Hannah hoped that the other does didn’t chose now to throw caution, convictions, and common sense to the winds and began to see the tournament winners as ‘good stalk’ regardless of their personalities.
Even if animal instincts were or were not a factor, the fact remained they were watching a bunch of naked guys brawls it out for their approval. Yes, Hannah very much hoped common sense didn’t get throw out today.