(c) Blizzard (Pandaren race)
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((PS: originally the picture was drawn with a big fluffy female's tail. My mistake to not pointing the thing, but Warcraft female red pandaren have a small tail, and editing the pic it can be easily seen as "covered" by the leg, i will upload later the large tail version for the fans of the style. Enjoy which one you prefer xd))
My Master,
It appears once more that your most brilliant ex-student was entangled in a quite… inappropriate situation. As you probably know, the caravans departed from the Tian Monastery to reach the Peak of Serenity: a custom tradition, to help strength the adepts in their own spiritual and physical training.
As usual, the caravan stopped in small villages scattered in the Kun-Lai plains: while most of students took care of helping villagers, this particular trainee was quite eager to spend the free time taking the offered beers and making the fool around the innkeeper’s daughters. With my personal frustration, the younger girl proved to blush and stutter in front of the boasting larger male: I could not avoid to follow and peep on them when I noticed they quietly left the rear of the Inn to seclude themselves into a grain warehouse.
There, my fellow student disposed of his robes as the blushing girl undressed, he quickly grabbed her shorter body and brought her to fall over the grain sacks: she didn’t appear to mind, but uttered few words of cautiousness that the male seemed to ignore.
Few moments later, the red-and-white Pandaren was lowering herself over the student, impaling her slim body on his rod. She made most of the job, while the self-content young male just laid on the sacks of grain with a smug smile.
It took little time for the pair of young lovers to increase the pace of their coupling, their joined bodies convulsed together, while copious male essence filled the poor girl.
After the temporary pleasure dwindled, the innkeeper’s daughter made a face of surprise and worry.
The young monk shrugged off her weak protests stating that Kun-Lai girls were too tight and too good to pullout.
He left with a satisfied expression, while the girl gathered her clothing mumbling over the consequences. As it was later revealed, many months later the innkeeper sent a letter to the Peak of Serenity’s monastery, lamenting that someone travelling among the ranks took the purity of his younger daughter, swelling her with an illegitimate cub.
Yesterday I finally confronted my fellow student… it was just me who could do it: her sister.
After all, our superiors at the Peak of Serenity hushed down the whole accident having little interest to loose one of their best students. The innkeeper was silenced with a plump bag of gold, while his daughter lost her plumpness while pushing a screaming white-and-black cub into this world.
I am aware this letter is going to be futile (I am writing it down out of frustration) and will likely burn it without sending it, but yesterday I tried to knock some sense into my irresponsible brother. I told him that he could have been at least decent to pay a visit to the girl and his cub: my brother replied that this wasn’t his first bastard and he had little interest in crying furballs. Our talk ended (as usual) with my punch hitting his nose, followed by an all-out fistfight abruptly interrupted by a master, who was easily deceived over the reasons of the fight.
Deep inside, I am aware that my own brother is not an evil person: he’s caring for fellow monks and villagers yet… in a twisted way he mimic our own orphan’s origin, bringing other fatherless cubs into the world. I cannot hate him… but cannot forgive him, especially since I am going to have more and more nephews and nieces out there, in the coming years.
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