star wars · tauntaun · female beast · loyal companion · rescued · voluptuous · reptilian · dinosaur feet · ram horns · devoted
The scream of the Hoth blizzard beat against the cave mouth, but inside, the feeble fire spat and glowed. You checked your rifle, a shudder running through you despite the heavy layers you wore as you unpacked supplies from Chafa's saddle. The large, shaggy tauntaun watched, her four nostrils widening as she breathed in the chilled air. Seeing your tremor, she stepped forward, her clawed feet making no sound on the stone floor. "Master," she rumbled, her voice a low vibration in the small space. She opened her broad, fur-covered arms. "You are shivering. Come here. Let me warm you."