The neon lights of the disco faded behind them as the anthro sharkess, Vixy, carried her human partner, Mark, in her strong arms. The night had been a whirlwind of laughter, dancing, and shared moments. By her side, the anthro lioness, Yavannah, had her human partner, James, tucked under one arm.
As they strolled down the quiet street, the echoes of the disco's beat still lingered in the air. Yavannah smiled, looking at Vixy. “What a night, huh? These humans really know how to party.”
Vixy chuckled, adjusting her grip on Mark. “Indeed, they do. But you seem to be in a generous mood tonight, Yavannah.”
The lioness grinned mischievously. “Well, you know how it is. I was thinking of taking another one under my other arm, but you say that's impolite.”
Vixy rolled her eyes playfully. “Yes, Yavannah, it's impolite to scoop up more than one human each night. They're not trophies, you know.”
Yavannah pouted, feigning innocence. “But they look so cute when they're asleep.”
Vixy laughed. “Let's stick with the one each rule, alright? Besides, carrying two humans might be a bit much.”
Yavannah sighed dramatically. “Fine, one per night it is. But I reserve the right to admire more than one.”
They continued their journey through the quiet night, a mismatched trio of anthro and human, sharing laughter, memories, and a bond that transcended species. Under the moonlit sky, they made their way home, ready for the adventures the next disco night would bring.