One of his men asked, "When do you think they will wake from the first couple of tranquilizers?", and Kraken hummed, "Probably 8 or 9 pm. If they are still drowsy and not putting up too much fuss, just keep an eye on them, and if they're not, see if you can drug them with some meat or something, I'd not prefer to put multiple tranquilizers on them over the day and all, especially when I plan to have them keep mating, with the female clearly in heat for at least 5-6 days, and produce cubs for my black-market plans. Even with the Red Eye, it will still take most of the night to get to Africa, and we will refuel in the Bahamas.".
Another man asked, "Sir, when we refuel, can we combine two cages into one, if you want them to keep mating? I mean, I couldn't sleep with the male moaning after the female every hour or whatever if they're separated.".
"If you want to risk yourself there... odds are they'll probably try to maul you the moment you get close. Dangerous to get within range of a pair of tigers in heat, that's for sure.", Kraven warned.
The man clarified, "I should have clarified myself, sir, I mean, there is other empty cages on the Bahamas in one of your bases, and a few of them would suffice for the welding into one big cage, and since you don't want to tranquilize them too much, we can just do one of those fence baits and pushing them with poking sticks and such, from the two cages one at a time, with the female first, and with her in heat, the tiger couldn't resist in following her, and then bam, into the single cage, and if we board-metal a couple of the sides of the cage, they couldn't see us and go crazy into mauling mode, only focused on each other.".
Kraven glanced over as he nodded, "Good... you're learning... better than the last guy I had.". He gave a small smirk as the other man suddenly got nervous upon hearing that, "I'll- um... take that as a yes...".
And so, the plane flight went smoothly for the next few hours, with Rajah waking up first, moaning and chuffing, "Aww, man, feels like an elephant rampaged over me...", blinking his eyes tiredly before realizing that something was off, and he saw humans, men in camouflage outfits and safari outfits, hearing the rumble of something around them in a big place, and worse of all, he's in a cage...one of the most terrible things he hated the most thanks to Jafar...
He heard a moan and growl, "Hell, that was a hell of a trip-up...", and he looked over to see Biva in another cage, and his eyes widened, breathing heavily as he remembered clearly yet vaguely of taking her as his mate...Hell, they're mates before they even officially agreed to be mates! He growled softly, "Biva...", seeing her turn around in fear, shock, confusion, looking at the humans before seeing him, unintentionally sending her scent of being in heat, yet Rajah held his desire back, ashamedly feeling his loins tighten, chuffing, "I think we got captured...".
"No...", Biva whispered as fear was already slowly gripping her, "Can we just change back or something...? Prove to whoever caught us that we're human? I mean, we just need to get to Mom, and she'll take care of them!".
Rajah replied, "Wherever we are in, I think it's a plane, it's looking to be made of lead, and the plane is going too fast for Jean to lock on us, and we...we haven't revealed ourselves back there as I think we were captured as we are right now...A..after we...we mated...".
Biva listened urgently to his advice, and then narrowed her eyes in confusion and shock as she heard the last parts, and she then gasped, huskily panting as she clearly yet vaguely remembered being taken by Rajah after playing like kittens and such...She growled, "But we can get out of here!", and Rajah growled back, "And what if they put tracking mechanisms in us?!".
Biva froze, exhaling, realizing that she can't lead those people to Agrabah or her family...Gods, her little siblings...No, she can't risk it...She whispered, "What are we going to do?", and Rajah replied, "We just need to hide a bit longer, and wherever they're taking us, we could have an opportunity then to escape somehow...Through that means, I'd have to suffer with you in heat... if we're separated...like we are right now...".
"Heat?", Biva breathed in shock, and Rajah exhaled, "I..I'm trying to fight my desire for you, even especially if I really want to go through those bars, slapping those humans off, mauling them to get to you...You...you smell so divine...I can't risk getting you or me hurt by those humans, especially with those guns...", looking around to see guns poised closely on the men's laps and such.
Biva exhaled, looking at the same view as well, and she growled lowly, "I don't want to be alone, Rajah...", laying down with her eyes trying to cry, but can't, "Even if we're in the same room...I see why you hate cages...I love you too much to see you hurt either...", with a frustrated growl, trying to understand the sensation of being in heat.
"I do too...", Rajah admitted, trying to keep calm for her, even though it was hard. All too easy, much of the dark feelings and memories were coming back, thanks to their imprisonment.
Kraven smiled, figuring that the tigers got used to tranquilizers from the black-market trade since they aren't putting up too much of a fuss through, yet he can tell that the male is really frustrated by not getting to the female, and there's a chance of his aggressiveness coming in soon.
He stepped to the cockpit, glancing at his pilot, "How are we looking?", and his pilot replied, "30 minutes to the refueling point, boss.".
"Good... not too much longer then after all that. Should touchdown by morning.", Kraven said as he leaned back against the door. "Still planning on using them to breed or would you rather hunt them like others?", one man asked.
"Still thinking about it... those two... they may not be as dumb as I originally thought.", Kraven replied. Another man asked, "You can tell?".
Kraven replied, "Freshly wild tigers would be yowling and freaking out of their minds, but those two...I bet they have been traded between owners in the black-market since they have been cubs, hence why they hadn't reacted too crazy to being tranquilized and being in cages, though they are clearly frustrated to being in cages again, along with being in heat.".
"So, they couldn't know about hunting in the wild then?", one of the men asked, and Kraven nodded, "Yeah. I have a feeling even my clients would prefer a much better challenge than semi-tame tigers, they are still dangerous through.".
The first man asked, "So, breeding them is the next best thing, then?", and Kraven replied, "As they're in heat right now, I wouldn't refuse the chance, and perhaps I might try a hand at tiger-fighting as well...".
The second man widened his eyes, "Golly, that would be either wicked or disastrous since that male is big and strong looking yet he's semi-tame and not so wild except mating, that is.", and Kraven nodded, "The black-market in Africa would be interested more than any other nation either way. Men would do anything for money, even a prime set of cubs from the prize-winning tiger.".
"Either way... a pretty penny for all who offer.", one man chuckled as Kraven smirked.
"Especially when we're the ones setting the price... no shortage of those with money who would love a rare tiger in their possession. Despots, eccentrics, drug lords...", Kraven could practically see himself offering off the cubs like it was a car being auctioned at a Barrett-Jackson show.
Laughter echoed in the locked cockpit, and Rajah snorted, chuffing, "Wish I was able to hear what they were talking about.", and Biva agreed, growling, "Me too...But we will get out of wherever we're going, Rajah...I won't leave you...".
Rajah growled tenderly, "I won't leave you either...", giving a small smile at Biva who purred, and like the pilot said, 30 minutes later, the plane touched on land near Kraven's base of the Bahamas, to refuel, with several men going to one of the cargo bays to do some welding and such.
Biva clenched her claws in fear and horror as they rolled her cage from Rajah, "Rajah!", roaring, and Rajah roared back, "Biva!", prowling aggressively and afraid for his mate, his love of his life, his bright heart, hearing panicked and afraid roaring and yowling for some minutes before they settled down, and his heart clenched, roaring and snarling.
A few minutes later, men returned to the loading portion, and Rajah snarled, lashing with his claws out as he growled and prowled, feeling his cage rolling down the ramp, and saw a strange tunnel made of boards and jabbing points, seeing the men, and soon as he got close, he smelled Biva's scent and her heat, and he yowled out from a metal stick poking him in the side, and he saw the cage door slide open, and he leaped out, realizing that Biva had gone down the tunnel, and sprinted, hearing the soon whimpering of Biva, and he saw Biva in a soft of tall, and wide and walled cage, and he roared, "Biva!", running to her.
Biva yowled out, "Rajah!", calling out to him, and Rajah, as he got closer, the cage door slides open, and he leaped in, sniffing and nuzzling her, "Are you hurt? Did they touch you?", as the cage door clicked shut and locked.
"I'm alright...", Biva told him. "Just... I was just scared... that they were about to separate us...", and Rajah growled lowly. "Like hell I would allow that to happen.", he assured her. "I'd tear them all apart if they tried...".
Biva nuzzled him, "I heard you...You were so angry and aggressive...", and Rajah chuffed, "Why couldn't I be? I thought I was losing you, my mate, my love of my life, my bright heart...".
She purred, licking him on the cheek, "Oh, Rajah...Thank god we're together...", and Rajah breathed in her scent, purring, "Yeah, it's going to be okay...", before realizing that she's in heat, and he growled lowly, "Now it's making sense...".
Biva asked in confusion, "What is?", and Rajah huskily replied, "They want me to get my aggression out, to exhaust me out when we get to whatever we're going...in the way of...claiming you...Gods, I...this cage is literally the size of us both...You smell so intoxicating up close...By Allah, this isn't the way I want to be with you, not like this, prisoners and in heat...", turning his head away in shame, "I'm sorry...", hating how his desire is driving him crazy with her heat in the air, even if she could hide it by sitting down, it's still very potent with her...
"It's okay, Rajah... we'll... we'll get through this somehow. You know the others will be looking for us quickly once they realize that we're missing.", Biva said.
"I just worry how long it's going to take for them... I mean, I know they've got some strong powers... but there are limits to what even they can do.", Rajah sighed.
Biva nodded, "Yeah...", seeing Rajah really frustrated, and she exhaled, "I don't want them to hurt you for being aggressive...Claim me again...I don't know how this heat could be if I hold it back too much, and I don't want to be aggressive either...", and Rajah spun around, looking at her with shock, desire, lust, love, and awe, "I...You would do that for me...even if you are staying in heat for at least five days as far as I know?", knowing that earlier today was the first night of her heat as he never had trouble last year or such...
"There's not much we can do right now, Rajah... and besides... we're both suffering right now from it...", Biva admitted.
Rajah exhaled deeply, managing to speak, "I hope Peter or the others will not kill me for this...I love you so much...", getting up with his sheath revealing his penis, and Biva growled in lust, love, and desire, smiling at him, "They will understand why...I love you too.", nuzzling him with a lick on his penis before turning around to rest on her legs, lifting her tail to reveal her vagina, looking at him with an appreciating and reassuring growl, "I'm all yours, my mate...".
Rajah gave a light purr as he moved to position himself once more. "I love you, Biva...", he said once more as she smiled. "I love you too, Rajah...", she said before he once more penetrated her.
The couple didn't even notice their cage rolling back up the ramp as they roared in pleasure, with the men locking and strapping the cage to the chains and such.
Kraven smirked as he was waiting for the male to claim the female once more, not blaming him for checking the female and getting ready, and as the plane got ready to lift off, he glanced at the man who suggested the very idea, "You deserve a one-time raise, my friend. See that you will not spend it in one place.", barely audible over the roars and moaning growls from the walled cage.
"I'll try not to...", the guy told him as the plane started moving once more, now on their final destination. The flight wasn't too long when one would think about it. As Kraven expected, it was slowly becoming dawn across all of the African continent before the plane was approaching its final landing location.
Rajah and Biva, exhausted after their second round and the next two rounds between hours of sleep, stirred at the sounds of the plane, and Biva growled softly, "I think we're finally landing...".
Rajah chuffed and nuzzled her, "We'll be alright, Biva...", with a fierce snarl at some leering men including the leader in the outfit of weaponry and fur pelts.
He and Biva learned that his name is Kraven, and they haven't heard much over the loud noises of the engines and all despite having way better hearing than humans.
Biva sighed heavily, nuzzling him back, amazed that Rajah made her feel like they're alone without being prisoners in a cage...she can tell that her heat is simmering down for the time being, but she has a feeling that it will rise repeatedly for the estimated five days...
She whispered, "I don't want to be on the escape while being on heat...every time we mate, if we have tracking devices inside us that we can't find easily, they will get us...that's a waste of time we should use after...after the heat is done...If we somehow find a way or something...we can't lead them to the family, Rajah...".
"You sure?", Rajah asked. "You really think this crazed hunter would stand a chance against Gwen? One punch it would all be over. He could shoot her with a million bullets, and she wouldn't be phased!", he argued.
Biva hissed at him, "My siblings, Rajah! They haven't got full control of shifting, and how do you feel if that Kraven captured them because of us, hell, selling them...Gods, with them on the black-market internet?", with a sobbing growl.
"Oh...", Rajah closed his eyes in shame. "That's right... he could get to them before Gwen or anyone else could get to him...".
Biva chuffed softly, "It's not your fault...", licking his cheek, rubbing her head against his, and Rajah growled lowly, "We'll figure out something without leading to them, Biva...", before hearing the thump of wheels, and he perked up, tensed, "Something's happening.", before the ramp opened up, seeing a flatbed truck, with a steel wall in the distance.
Biva growled softly, "Looks like we're finally here...", snarling at the newcomers up the ramp, with a minion standing back in fright as he tried to unstrap the cage, "Whoa, that's a white one!", before shrieking out as Rajah roared at him, protecting his mate.
"Easy...", Kraven said, mostly towards the other man. "This one's very protective of his mate... both of them are in heat, that's what made them so easy to catch in the first place.".
The man nodded, "Yes, sir.", and the original men went to work together with the newcomers, watching themselves as Rajah growled, prowling as he protected Biva, with a crane lifting the cage with new chains and straps into the flatbed.
The plane was rolled into parking as the truck rolled on with Kraven in the cockpit with one of his minions, with cars and trucks following by, protecting the truck rig.
Biva and Rajah saw the environment passing by, and Rajah growled, "This isn't desert or grassland...", and Biva chuffed, "No, it's not...It's the Savannah...we're in Africa.".
Rajah exhaled, "Shit...", as the drive didn't last long, maybe 10 minutes before they heard huge doors opening, and they suddenly smelled so many animals, seeing many exhibits with animals in them, deeply protected by spikes at the ground and the top, with only a few ways in for feeding, training, and arriving/exiting.