>>57210564Ash and Charcadet went running back to camp upon hearing the sound of shrill screaming. Ash dropped the kindling he'd gathered, and grit his teeth in anger at the scene in front of him—Capsakid had Tinkatink pinned to the ground, and was digging into her miniature slit with his spicy beak, making the fairy writhe in pain. Again.
"I told you to cut that shit out, you little faggot!" Ash growled, and rolled back his sleeves to beat his grass--type to near death. Luckily, Charcadet stepped forward, always willing to be a good older brother and better team leader, and separated the two. He looked expectantly to Ash, expressing his desire to handle things, and his trainer let him, retiring to his tent to dig out some of his liquor.
"Eeeeh, eeeh!" Capsakid's expression became twisted into nearly comedic agony as Characadet held it in place and slowly roasted it with its fire, charring its plant-like body. It wailed with grief as it lost function in its limbs, but Charcadet's grip was strong. Master had warned him, but he hadn't listened, so he deserved this. He deserved to burn and scream so sweetly...just a little bit more...this is what good older brothers were supposed to do...
A good distance away, a crying Tinkatink lay snuggly within the wings of a Bombardier that consoled it, cooing into its ear. Turned away from where the pink creature could see it, it's face was twisted into a crass, orgasmic pleasure. It felt great thrill at holding the quivering, pathetic creature in its embrace, comforting it—come to think of it, It had only watched while Tinkatink was getting bullied...
Dudunsparce suddenly crawled into camp missing half it's body—a gaping wound on his flank, where a predator had taken a bite out of him. It was wheezing badly, and its lesion—filthy from dragging it for miles on the dirt, bled profusely. Classic Dudunsparce, so dumb and useless! Everyone laughed at him as he huddled in the corner to slowly regenerate its rotting injury.
