Chapter 1: Introduction
The woods were backlit with a brilliant shaft of sun that rose through newly invented cracks in the canopy. The light illuminated Luna's green eyes, piercing through the half-darkness like a pair of neon lights. A faint clinking sound travelled from her unequivocally futanari build—her scabbard's hard metal striking against her thigh.
Luna was a black orc; a primal being with striking green eyes. She was tall and athletic, her long elbow-length black hair tied in a ponytail swishing below her horn.
Her tusks on either side of her chin gleamed despite the dimness on them, adding to the ferocity she radiated. A futanari—an orc female so powerful and authentic that she dared to bear the title of both sexes—she wore her warrior's garb as proudly as she did her femininity.
Luna, the black orc, had been exiled from her tribe due to her challenge of traditions and norms.
Her muscular frame radiated determination; years of defiance and stubbornness made her who she was. Strong and commanding, her orcish bloodline made her an outcast among her own people, but she refused to be anything but who she desired to be.
The sun streamed brightly through the Ancient Forest canopy, igniting the leaves that lined the forest floor.
Luna stalked her way through the woods, the crunch of leaves and snapping twigs breaking through the relative silence.
As she prowled, Luna's attention was caught by something she saw lying on the ground. She crouched down for a closer look, curiously poking at it with the tip of a finger. It was a delicate-looking bracelet made from shimmering pearls and tiny, perfectly round gemstones.
"Well, what do we have here?" she murmured to herself, wondering if it belonged to a local animal.
However, as she examined it closely, she could see the delicate craftsmanship that spoke of a human touch.
Following the trail of the bracelet, Luna's eyes fell upon the petite figure of a young human girl. Mia, as she was later to find out, had wandered off the beaten track in the forest and had seemed to lose her way. Her big blue eyes blinked back in surprise as she found herself face-to-face with an orc.
"Who-who are you?" she stammered, inching backwards.
Luna's rough lips curled into a reassuring smile—not that any human would have found it comforting. "No need to be afraid, little one," she said, her voice surprisingly pleasant and soothing.
Mia hesitated for a moment, curiosity vying for dominance over her fear. She was aware of the stories of the mysterious orcs who roamed the outskirts of her village, but she had never actually seen one before. The orc's eyes held a glint she couldn't quite decipher.
The human girl cautiously observed Luna.
Mia was slenderly built, her youth seeping through her tanned skin. Adorable freckles dashed along the bridge of her nose, and her long brown hair flowed gently like a waterfall against her waist. The sun accentuated the natural blush on her cheeks.
Mia's eyes grew wide with curiosity, weighing up the monstrously attractive figure before her. Hesitation trembled through her voice but failed to conceal her admiration. "Are you really an orc?" she asked, breathlessly.