Novel & Cerita What Animal Is Husk From Hazbin Hotel

Alicia didn't know what to expect from a husk's orgasm, she had never read about one of the creatures having one before. Even if she had knowledge of it though, she wouldn't have been prepared. The husk's cock shuddered between her lips and he moaned even louder and then a torrent of cum shot out of him. The thick rich seed flowed over her tongue and into her mouth. Alicia's blue eyes shot wide open at the amount and the taste of it. The jizz was unlike anything she had ever tasted before. It was like a chilled thick cream with honey. More and more of the husk's seed poured into the witch's mouth and she drank it down eagerly.

She replied. Alisson overtook Wahika. A few minutes later, Alisson saw Wahika was also following her. "Why are you following me?" Alisson asked. "I'm not following you. I'm going to my house." Wahika responded. "Ah, okay," Se said, and continued walking. ______________________________ "Is it a wolf?" Hoots asked, shuffling through the books Wahika had laid down in the first room. "It is more of a cat family with the genes of a wolf. You can't pinpoint because the creature looked weird." Nahigra responded.

​The horror began a few hundred yards in. ​In the alcoves of the pipes, they found the "Husks." They were failed experiments, wolves and humans who had been injected with raw shadow-energy to see if they could house the Star-Eater power. They weren't dead; they were shells, their skin translucent and their eyes replaced by hollow indigo voids. They reached out with spindly, grey fingers as Elara passed, their silent mouths agape. ​“She’s been trying to build a new pack,” Caleb hissed, his hand tight on his dagger. “Trying to find a body that wouldn't shatter under the strain.”

The voice sounded like a hollow whisper, too heavy and yet too dead. "Who are you?" Caleb asked with his own blade drawn out. The creature remained silent. All three of us took our positions in case it attacked us. After a few moments, it moved out of its hiding spot and appeared before us, "The name is Espen. And the kind is Withered Huskborn." Caleb let out a small gasp, "Withered Huskborn." Withered Huskborn...the creature foreign to our lands. We've only ever encountered them in the books and folklore because they were banished from our realm. So, witnessing the one before our eyes felt unreal.

He smirked: "I'm not so easy to die, you go first." Elias charged at two hairy beasts with red eyes just like them. His claws are also longer and sharper than usual. His claws cut deep into their flesh, blood trickling down to the ground. But just a few seconds later, those cuts completely disappeared, as if Elias had never cut sharp cuts into them. The two beasts let out a few ghastly screams, their whole bodies emitting a strong fishy odor, and jumped towards him. Elias raised his arm covered in steel to support it.

If I blacked out now, Hermes might die. Another explosion shook the walls. Roman’s laughter broke through the ringing in my ears. “Didn’t she tell you?” His voice taunted. “I hate another man’s scent on what belongs to me.” Hermes’s eyes found me, in them rage and bloodlust. The heat in his glare burned me. Before I could scream at him to leave… His gun dropped. A guttural growl spilled from his throat. Bones cracked. Grey fur on taut muscle as he shifted. His canines gleamed, dripping for death.

Ray spun around for a fleeting glance. The beast—roughly the size of a lion, covered in thick fur, mostly black with patches of white—was staring at him. And… it was a Husky. A husky? That big? Lion-sized, probably as massive as a male lion! Remarkably, the husky didn't charge into the spatial portal. It seemed aware of its presence, sensing it somehow. It skidded to a halt, then cautiously backed up a few steps. Its low growl rumbled as it bared its teeth, yet every step was a careful retreat.

Meagan asked Brianna who giggled. “I can hear you!” Hazel said loudly. “Slavery era ended a long time ago.” Brianna replied. “I am stuck with you, Meagan Swift! You deserve all the happiness in the world, so give another man a chance in your life!” Hazel screamed from the rooms “Shut up, Hazel!” Meagan shot back. “We have just ten minutes to call time.” Brianna reminded as she took out a small brush from her bag to redo her hair. Hazel is an iota wolf which means a worker that works at the pack infirmary treating wolves.

“Did you get a good look at him?” Hazel shook her head. “No. By the time I got there, he had already disappeared. This isn’t good, Trista. I have to be honest. People were….they were afraid. They said he was very tall. And that he was walking upright, like a human. I heard he was covered in white fur. People are saying he was some sort of half-man, half-beast.” “He’s a Lycan,” I told Hazel. For a moment, her eyes widened in shock. But then she absorbed the information.

She didn’t want to see those eyes again. To her surprise, there was a man holding a leashed animal outside the kitchens. About the size of a pig, it had a body similar to a kangaroo/deer hybrid with hoofed feet. The head had a distinctly jackrabbit look about it, and the ears were long. The body was dull brown with white markings on its legs, belly and tiny, tufted tail. “This is a deerhare,” Jayems explained. “You know him better as sausage.” She grimaced as the handler led the animal away. “Ugh! Do you always introduce your guests to their breakfast?”