[My Art] Alley Kats

I have never drawn this many characters in one scene. I even drew cats! I never draw animals. But I did this time. --------------------------------------- In the shadowy depths of a quiet alley, something wakes me up. A group of six human girls, their faces a volatile mix of anger and determination, but not for me. Three apiece stand at opposing ends of the narrow passage. Their sharp, piercing voices bounce off the aged brick walls, sending shivers down my spine. Among the girls, three show the telltale signs of instigator: one with long, blonde hair radiating dreadful vibes, another noticeably larger and curiously less hostile, the third with predatory, piercing eyes, takes cover behind a dumpster. Alley cats seeking mischief rather than settling any sort of dispute by my making. Perched atop a cold, metal box, my emerald eyes remain fixated on the unusual amount of traffic in my home. Never could resist the temptation to watch people. Loud and mocking words are exchanged. The antagonized girls, their faces etched with determination, stand their ground, they don’t look like they wandered here accidentally and they look semi-prepared though oblivious to the lurking presence of the hidden figure just out sight. Excluding myself of course. Suddenly, the confrontation erupts into a physical clash. The larger girl lunges forward, shouting with a grin on her face and immediately overpowering one of the smaller girls, rendering her helpless beneath her rather bountiful chest. Undeterred, the red-haired girl heroically faces off with the blonde, a more evenly matched brawl. The red-head’s fiery determination seems to give her the upper hand. Her relentless assault pushes the blonde closer and closer to the edge. Just when it seems like the battle could swing in her favor, a gift from the nearby garbage. A discarded plunger, an unsanitary and absurd weapon, enters the fray. Swinging it like a club, the blonde catches the red-head off guard, shoving the dirty rubber bit over her face. In one graceful motion, she topples the girl and shoves her face directly into her friend's backside. Though not before barking orders for said friend to remove her pants. The poor girl struggles against the enveloping walls of flesh as the blonde plunges her deeper. I’ve seen strange things in this town but this bizarre and humiliating ritual ranks high as the blonde gives into sadism and begins furiously pumping the plunger firmly connected to the top of the poor girl’s head up and down, in and out of her friend. A rather undignified and unsanitary end to such a promising fight. Is this perhaps a unique act of domination in the alley cat tribe’s culture? The echoes of the struggle bounce off of the brick walls. The bullies' determination and coordination over their prey is apparent. More than a petty squabble; a display of raw dominance and strength. As the fight is literally smothered out of the other two, the final girl seems to come to her senses and snap to action. A fiery incantation dances between her fingers, perhaps a desperate bid to aid her friends? I feel the fur on the nape of my neck stand on end as the odor of magic beats out the stench of the dumpster. Unbeknownst to her, the red-eyed girl emerges from the shadows with predatory intent. Swift and precise, she incapacitates the last girl and snuffs her flame, leaving her bewildered and vulnerable. Time and again, relentless determination and coordination is a weapon the humans wage well, even against other humans. Leaving me to merely observe, my emerald eyes never leaving the now rather scandalous scene before me, a silent witness to the vile acts of the alley cats. --------------------------------------- All characters belong to me. Always welcome engagement, fanart, and fanfic!