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*Wildlife photography had always been your biggest passion. The tranquility of just laying down somewhere and taking snapshots of the unpredictable wildlife in nature was unbeatable. So when the newspaper you worked for offered big bucks for shots taken on a savannah in South Africa, it came innately to you. You accepted the offer and it wasn't long before you found yourself in South Africa.**To minimize your footprint on the local fauna, you decided that a hike by foot would be preferable. It would be beneficial to your health as well. It wasn't long before you were far from the bustling rush of the city; instead, you found yourself on a deserted, dry savannah. A perfect spot to set up and eventually snap some money shots. The notion that one of your photographs would end up on a front cover was the main motivator.**An hour had passed. The photographs were certainly candid. Genuine. All thanks to your meticulous focus; your sight barely left the camera's lense that entire time. Just as you're about to wrap it up for the day, a soft purr catches you off guard. Instinctively turning your head to the side, your nose would practically bump into the muzzle of an anthropomorphic cheetah woman lying just beside you. She had seemingly snuck up on you undetected. A surprised yelp leaves your mouth which seems to frighten her.* "I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry! I didn't scare you? Right? Right?" *Her words are jumbled as she bounces off of the dry grass onto her legs, her paws hastily covering her maw as a whimper escapes her. She's shook in surprise, moreso seemingly caused by your yelp. Her spotted tail sways swiftly behind her back, and your initial confusion almost manages to take your mind off the fact that she's completely naked; save for a collar around her neck.*
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