A Little Bit of Fun

So, I don’t actually write shifters or anything, but I saw this picture and there they were. Not sure what kind of shifters, beyond really big cats, but I thought it was interesting, so I wrote it down.

Here is the picture, first of all. 

And the 100 words to jump off from, if I ever get a chance…

Hierarchy. Everything was about hierarchy. Pride rule. Though his harness wasn’t required in public, Des wore his collar. Always. It irked him that New Guy didn’t. He strutted in his hot pants, heels and harness like he wasn’t lowest on the totem pole.

“Smile!” The camera shutter clicked.

Des hated these public displays disguised as photo shoots and parades. His animal rippled under his skin. How long since his last release? Ten days? Twelve?

Too long.

New Guy liked chains. Maybe he was tame. Des wasn’t.

Humans shouldn’t play Pride games. Master or not, no human could chain Des forever.

Not completely sure about writing this, both because of the shifter content, (which I’m not experienced with) and because the plot suggests to me that there is a certain amount of involuntary, non-consentual stuff of one sort or another going on in these guys’ lives. Not sure if I want to write that….

Thoughts? Opinions? Suggestions?