Mysterious Chamelion Grabs Davina

Deep in the erotic Toyverse jungle somewhere near a lake.

Since Davina,the Red did so well with the White Beastman he let her go for reasons unknown. She figures she's emerge as his sexual equel somehow. When she'd been let loose she found a footpath that took her to the lake and a jungle overgrown amphitheatre near the lake. The jungle covered amphitheatre whovever built it had been deserted but the cool stone and a small semi open compartment near the lake gave her comfort when her nude hardbod ached all over. Yes,she's aware of her physical limitiations. When she found this strange amphitheatre it unable her to hide and sleep which she desperately needed.
Davina hears a soft comforting rain fall.
She steps out in it and she let's the rain soak  her. The strange irony her perfect hardbod doesn't shiver in this world unlike earth. Which she finds strange time to time. The rain stops as quickly as it starts.

Davina is unaware she's being stalked until it's too late.
The mysterious cloak creature with the zealot blue eyes appears on her steed and licks her lips as she stares at a stuned Davina.
"Who the hell are you?" Davina demands as she whips out her dagger.
Suddenly the chameleon whoever she is disappeared off her cheetah horse steed. Suddenly she feels a pair of strong cool fingers clasp her wrists as she struggles with her dagger. Overwhelmed, Davina is forced to drop her weapon to the wet ground.
"Let go of me," Davina protests.
"Don't fight me red. I own you."
Again Davina feels her wrists being bound behind her bare wet back. Her long red glows under the twilight and she senses the strange camelion smiling at the triumph of her capture.
"March toy." The camelion orders.
 Davina does so toward her beautiful cheetah horse. The cloaked camelion whoever she is then lifts Davina the red to the mane of her cheetah horse. Once the Camelion's firm hand now anchor's her she feel an overwhelming sense of helplnesses and dread.
"What are you why do you want me?" Davina pleas.
 She doesn't get answer as she rests anchored on her cheetah horse which gallups quickly away from the amphitheatre. Davina squirms and gasps as the cool fingers stroke her like a rare find. "Let go of me,:" She hisses.
 "I'm afraid Davina I can't." The mysterious Camelion declares as she squirms under her fingers.