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The feral corgi padded along the gravel trail leading away from the tracks, keeping his head lifted as high as he could. Frankly, this didn't look right at all: he must have fallen asleep on the train, then gotten off at the wrong stop and didn't even notice... if only he weren't on a schedule. Then he might be able to fully appreciate just where it was that he'd gotten lost at.

It was about midmorning approaching noon, in that rare time of year around this latitude where the sun actually rose higher than twice its diameter above the horizon. As such, the sky surrounding that sun remained a smooth, unbroken slate-blue, without the slightest puff or wisp of cloud. The cool air ran its sharp fingers through his short fur, especially when the wind picked it up... if he hadn't done it himself, then that certainly would be the thing to wake him up.

To put it simply, this corgi wasn't from around here. Anyone passing by would be able to easily see that in the fairly lost expression across his muzzle, as he nosed his way through low-growing bushes and tall grass - and he could certainly feel it, too, the firm grip of the day's chill on his body. Certainly wasn't the _coldest_he'd felt, but he still would have preferred something warmer. _Considerably_warmer.

Even with all of these small annoyances, though, after pushing through a rather thick wall of bushes, the corgi had to stop and just... look around for a moment, take everything in. He had wandered his away along to the edge of a small cliff overlooking a sunken valley, its contours and slope almost solid soft green as it coursed its way down to the edge of a sparkling bay. The water reflected the same cool tone of the sky, though rippled like some sort of living thing; the corgi followed the course of that water with his eyes, up along the stream that snaked between the green of the valley up along its slope, nestled in place into the small depression that it had carved over time. Down, down this stream rolled from further up in the valley, forking one way towards the parted wall of sheer stone over which the corgi's train had come - even from here, he could make out the bridge of the tracks near the other end of the valley.

The other half of the fork led towards the wall itself instead of to the canyon between it, and curved around an outcropping beneath what looked to be a cave or a den of some kind. Generally the corgi assumed he should stay away from the homes of other ferals, but... right now, he had no choice. Whoever lived there, if anyone, _might_be able to help him make his way back to town.

At least, if they didn't try to eat him first. Or worse.

Some time back, he had lost the trail that he'd originally chosen to follow. Except for the whole being-lost thing, this actually came as sort of a relief: it felt damn nice to have smooth, cool grass beneath the pads of his paws, instead of sharp little chunks of gravel. However, it looked like he would still have a bit of walking to go: along the banks of the river near its mouth, some of the same trees that now surrounded the corgi atop this small cliff rose up, and they looked... small. It was hard to say how far away all of that actually was, until he got on his way.

The lip of this cliff came about even with the slope of the valley some distance to his right, so the corgi licked his chops, sighed, and started off in that direction.

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It was a pressing interruption to his dream that originally awoke the wolf in his den, but something on the air that kept him awake. Even when he rolled over onto his back - bad idea; right after, he rolled back over onto his side - and closed his eyes, his nose and whiskers still twitched of their own with every breath of the wind that curled around into the cave. This was a new scent being carried to him, a different spice. One he didn't recognize.

Odd, considering how at least twice a day this wolf wandered the bounds of his territory, meticulously re-marking where needed and surveying if anything had changed. That had always been part of his daily routine, and often what woke him up in the morning - the hot, mixed discomfort of a full bladder, seeming almost to strengthen with each movement of his. Still, though, with this new scent invading his territory, he might have to reserve some of that mark, to ensure that scent be covered up.

After a while longer of trying to return to sleep and ultimately failing, the wolf gave voice to a wide yawn, rose a bit unsteadily to his feet, and shook out his fur. It had to be at least midday by now; he had already awoken once near dawn to empty his bladder and walk his territory, but he'd made sure to get a sizable drink from the stream cutting through his valley. That stream came to a spring at the base of a nearby waterfall, where the water was always sweeter and less icy cold than everywhere else...

And, now, he was certainly feeling the weight of all of that water, lower down in his body than when he'd first swallowed it down. This odd scent on the air, stronger as the wolf made his way out of the mouth of his cave and into the sunlight, distracted him from that somewhat. Besides - he had to admit - there was always some pleasure in holding it for a little while, in letting that pressure build up a little bit more... all for the release afterwards, made even better by the delay. Being a wolf dominating over this particular stretch of land, he - Kage, his name was - preferred to reserve the rest of his piss for intruders, after re-marking his territory. More often than not, he encountered something thirstier than the earth.

Kage had originally chosen this cave in particular for its location, overlooking almost the whole of his valley, down to the edge of the bay beyond the trees. Looking to his left brought his gaze to the lip of a small cliff quite a distance away, over towards the path into the more populated area - which lay an even _further_distance beyond. And standing here on the overlook, if he perked his dark-furred ears he could pick up the roar of the nearby waterfall, a fair walk away in the other direction from his cave.

Some geologic process in the past had left a rather convenient slope leading down from his den to the valley floor, the stone broken in places and fissured in others but still certainly traversable. Kage stood atop the overlook for a moment longer, surveying everything, before heading down that slope to track down the source of that scent. Nose down and ears up as he made his way along the river; whoever bore that scent had definitely come by here, probably following the course of the water to some goal. At places the trail meandered, leading Kage to think that maybe they didn't know where they were, or that maybe they thought they did, but were wrong.

About halfway to the waterfall, the scent strengthened considerably, and arced off towards the bushes along the bank of the stream. Kage first looked downstream towards the cliff wall in the distance over which the waterfall poured, bright white in the midday sun, and then headed towards the wall of bushes. As he approached he slowed his pace and took care to regulate the noise from his paws, conscious of the fallen leaves and brittle twigs...

...but when he pressed his muzzle through the bushes, what he saw actually made him drop his guard. It was something he hadn't encountered before, explaining why he'd been unable to recognize the character of the scent (usually he could tell if it were, say, a bear, or a bitch in heat, or a human, or something else): frankly, it looked like a smallish barrel of a dog with its legs connected directly to its body, the color of its coat melding between smooth stormcloud-grey speckled with black and and an even white.

The wolf tilted his head, frowned, sniffed at it - or, rather, at him. The dog slept rather soundly, on his side next to a rock with two of his legs in the air... and, thus, his sheath and fully intact sack on display. Usually Kage dealt with other feral wolves (though there had been that one otter camper that came around once...), and the few times where it was just a dog to enter on his territory, usually they lacked a little pair of somethings that, in turn, took all the fun away. This one, though... the wolf took another few steps forward, keeping his blue eyes first fixed on the dog's ears and muzzle to watch in case he woke him up.

He seemed tired, though, and soundly asleep - enough to the point that when Kage brushed his nose against the slitted end of that sheath, bearing the unmistakable scent of liquid masculine musk. It definitely carried the same characteristics as the trail he had been following; Kage already knew that. This was just part of his routine. In fact, after pressing his nose more firmly against the end of that sheath until the supple skin parted a little bit, strengthening that musk, the wolf flicked his tongue up over it and his chops again... then straightened up, positioned himself sideways over the dog, started to lift a hind leg...

...and then felt his ears flick forward in response to the rustling of fur on the short grass and fallen leaves. As soon as his paw had left contact with the ground did it resume that contact, and the wolf took a few steps back and lowered his head close to the ground. Even with the dog's small stature (and enticing scent), he couldn't be too careful. No telling what his reaction would be to seeing a rather large wolf looming over him.

The dog had a bit of trouble rolling over onto his paws, and once he did, he faced away from Kage, looked around in that direction for a bit... and only then did he lift his muzzle to the air, nose and whiskers twitching. Kage took another step back as he turned - and then tilted his head again when the dog looked him over, totally unsurprised. He had at least been expecting a yip of shock. Instead it was just raised ears and raised tail, similarly blue eyes looking up at the taller wolf.

"Hello," the dog said, his fluffy tail swaying behind him. In terms of color, his muzzle had been split down the middle - with stark snow white on one side and black highlighted with ochre on the other, straight up from his nose. "I'm a little lost. Could you please point me towards town?"

Kage couldn't help it. His ears lowered down towards his head, and he frowned and nosed forward towards the small dog to get a taste of his scent. This was definitely the intruder, at least. After another moment, he straightened back up to his full height and lifted his nose up. "I usually try to stay away from town. The humans aren't too fond of having a feral wolf leave its territory."

"Oh! Wolf!" Round-pointed ears perked up, and then flopped over halfway up. "Thought I could smell something on the trees... I'm Rrhexis. I'm a corgi."

Corgi. Certainly something Kage hadn't found in his territory before... and with him being a wolf, if he found something new, he wanted to claim it as his. The pressure on his bladder had grown to the point where it was a constant presence in his mind, and him having lifted his leg earlier in preparation hadn't helped much at all. There was a single drop of warm moisture hanging off the end of his sheath from that. "You're not around here. Where did you come from?"

"Train."

"The train?" The same train whose tracks bridged the steep canyon at the other end of the valley, and snaked off into the trees outside of Kage's territory? He knew of one stop in particular, but that one was a distance away - enough of a trek even for him. The wolf lifted his head and glanced over his shoulder in that direction... and then felt his ears perk up again as an idea made itself known. When he looked back to the corgi, he ensured that the tone in his voice remained gentle. "That's quite a walk. You must be pretty tired."

"Yeah." The corgi raised one of his front legs. "Paws are sore. That's why I decided to take a break here... I was planning to go up to a cave in the side of the cliff I saw, but I got lost on the way there, too. Kind of hard to make your way around when you can't see over most of the bushes."

The larger wolf started to creep around the corgi, still trying his best to keep his demeanor friendly and unthreatening. It wasn't that he had any malicious intent for this dog, past soaking his fur so he reeked of the same scent bordering this territory, but - again, because he was a wolf. It was just in his blood to be suspicious of someone so brazenly invading his territory. "At the end of this river, there is a warm spring in a cave behind a waterfall that I've found to be quite rejuvenating. I could take you there, if you would like?"

Again those ears perked up, and the corgi's tail started to wag a little faster. "Oh! That would be lovely! How far is it? I might have to stop for another rest... I haven't walked this much in a long time..."

Despite himself, the wolf lowered the front of his body down to the ground, with his hind legs soon to follow. Even lying down like this, the tops of his ears still stood above Rrhexis's... and he didn't much like being in this position, so when he spoke next, his voice carried a hint of a growl to it. "I will carry you. It's not too far..."

This little dog felt surprisingly heavy for his size after he clambered his way onto his back, short legs hanging down Kage's sides. He could feel the weight and warmth of Rrhexis's sheath and sack about halfway along his back, and unconsciously flicked his tongue out across his nose a few times while walking. And, of course, the added weight on his back did nothing to help his full-to-brimming bladder; once he had coursed along the smooth stone leading to the cave behind the waterfall after a few more minutes of walking, he had half a mind to roll the corgi off his back and lift his leg on him right then and there.

"So..." the wolf went on, stepping down into the shallows of the spring. This was a fairly wide and open cave, carved out in the past by some other odd process in this valley; even though the waterfall poured down directly outside the yawning mouth of the cavern, it sounded much more distance and muted, as if the sound got lost bouncing off all the walls. The reason that the water outside the falls always warmed the wolf's belly when he drank of it was actually due to the springs that bubbled up here in the cave, and that almost made him forget about his predicament. Would certainly be a shame to release all of that into this water, though; he stepped further into the pool, lowering his body down so that the corgi atop him floated gently off. "You've spent all day walking?"

It took Rrhexis a moment to respond, and when he did, his voice carried a note of sweet relief. Kage knew for himself the wonderful effect these springs had on sore muscles. "Yeah. Been on the train since early yesterday, got off today, started walking... haven't had much of a break at all, no time to myself..."

To this, the wolf's ears perks. Almost unconsciously, he flicked his tongue out over his chops again. "No break?"

"Nope. No time, other than before, to sit down and rest my paws... and since I could tell I was in someone's territory, I didn't want to - you know - either, for fear of getting, uh, 'reprimanded' for it later..." The corgi kicked his legs in the water, propelling himself back into the shallows. Once there, he rose to his feet and shook his fur off a bit, while Kage slowly paddled closer. "But, since you're here now, I'll ask - can I?"

That was _exactly_where Kage's mind had been leading, actually. At this angle, half-submerged in the deeper section of the pool with his nose about level with the surface of the water, he could see right between the smaller corgi's legs at the rounded sheath hanging beneath his body, white-furred with a small point of glistening pink flesh visible from the end. He couldn't be sure if it was just spring water dripping from the end of that revealed tip.

So the wolf made his way back over to the shallows, too, and stood up to his full height above the corgi. It was only here and now that Rrhexis showed some sign of reluctance or weakness in the face of a beast over twice his size - and Kage couldn't help but notice those blue eyes flick down between his own legs as well. "No."

"No?" This time those ears dropped down, even though the corgi visibly put effort in trying to keep them up. He moved back a little - and briefly tripped over himself, the back of his leg bumping against a rock in the pool, until he stood out of the water. "So... so I'm just supposed - to-"

"I don't think you understand." As Rrhexis stepped back, Kage slowly approached, his wider pace bringing him ever closer to the corgi. "I don't mean anything bad like that. I just mean - I can't have another animal marking up my territory, can I? No matter where you spray, it'll cover my scent, and I just can't have that. So..." The wolf lowered his hindquarters to the ground, fully aware of his own cock tip growing out of his sheath with his words. Then, he let his tongue flop out of his mouth, and then brought it right back in between his lips. "I'll drink it down. Under one condition, though..."

Rrhexis remained silent, though he kept one forepaw up, as if ready to move at a moment's notice.

"You return the favor. It's only fair, isn't it? Either that, or..." Kage nodded back towards the entrance of the cavern. The sound of the waterfall endlessly pouring out into the river made him wish to clear this conversation up as quickly as possible. "You walk all the way to the edge of my territory. Even then, I'll be right there to mark right over it. This way, we both win."

To his surprise, the corgi remained quiet only for a moment longer - before he took another step back and lifted his hind leg up. Kage eyed him for a few seconds before lowering his body down again, closing the distance to the smaller dog... and then he rolled onto his back, breath puffing out into the Rrhexis's soft fur. His scent had been diluted and changed after his short submerging in the water of the spring, but still the wolf's sensitive nose could pick up some familiar hints from when he had first nuzzled up against that sheath.

On his back like this, Kage got another excellent look at what the corgi carried between his hind legs. Round sack, white-furred and hanging close to his body, with the line of his sheath running forward from that, jiggling with each of his movements... there was hardly enough room for his head between the underside of the dog's body and the stone floor. Because of this, his nose pressed gently into Rrhexis's belly, the fur there carrying the same musky scent that lingered on and within his sheath - which had rolled back a bit to show the tapered tip of his length, reddish-pink and, just like before, glistening in the light that filtered in through the waterfall.

Even with just lying here and waiting, Kage felt the need to lick his lips in anticipation. Rrhexis' chest rose and fell, rose and fell with the course of his breathing... and then it stopped for a moment, held in one place... and continued slowly, with the first of his piss splashing out against the wolf's waiting muzzle. As if in a natural reaction, he opened his mouth and held his tongue out, taking the warm stream directly into the back of his throat - and swallowing it down as it filled up, the dry, musky taste quickly dominating the whole of his mouth.

It was indeed an odd sensation lying here with the warmth of the spring water caressing his body and the back of his head, while a different, brighter, heavier warmth splashed across his tongue and lips and dripped down out of the corners of his mouth... the corgi's stream bounced unsteadily up and down with his breaths, occasionally causing the stream to splash forward against Kage's nose and the fur of his muzzle, only further coating him in the scent. That was something he'd have to wash off later, either in this spring or with his own mark. No problem; nothing he hadn't done before.

The force of Rrhexis's piss actually picked up a little bit as he got into the feel of it, and he hopped a bit on his other hind leg. The movement again messed up his aim and caused that warm yellow liquid to splash against the surface of the spring water and on Kage's chest, but - the wolf didn't care. After swallowing down what he had gathered in his muzzle one more time, he lapped at the golden stream, every flick of his tongue bringing the slightly-acrid taste back to its full strength. It burned his throat a little on the way down, the same way that he'd found the mark of most other ferals to do: it tended to be stronger, heavier, sharper when it came straight from the bladder of a four-legged beast, rather than one of the tourists and campers that popped into his territory every now and then.

Whenever one of _those_came by, Kage always made sure that they learned that little fact firsthand. It wasn't very often he encountered one willing to open their muzzle wide and gulp down his mark just as he now did for Rrhexis, but...

Eventually the corgi's stream started to weaken, though still pulsed up again and again with his breathing and heartbeat. Kage parted his muzzle again and closed his eyes, catching the last few sprays of his piss on his tongue and the roof of his mouth, until it died down and dribbled against his chin... so, then, he swallowed yet again and flicked his tongue forward across Rrhexis's still-twitching, still-dripping tip, mixing the sharp tang of his mark in his mouth with the slightly less-oppressive taste of his cock.

Kage sat up to his full height, settling his haunches and rear back into the warm shallow water. The dry, acrid bite of Rrhexis's mark still burned on his lips and tongue, underlining each breath and swallow - and then a little bit more every time he flicked his tongue out over the moistened fur of his muzzle, to lap off the last of those drops. Good thing this was happening now - he watched the corgi as he got into position in front of him, water swirling around his short legs as he approached; Kage thought of himself as having a fairly sizeable bladder with control over it to match, but that didn't mean he enjoyed holding it off. He was a feral wolf through and through: his obligation and natural inclination had always been, frankly, to empty his bladder as much and as often as he could.

What could he say? It was a damn good feeling. One that he had to put off for a few more seconds while Rrhexis settled underneath him, nose taking its place between his hind legs. The feeling of that slight pressure touching against his sack, half-submerged in the shallow water - to then come further up along his sheath... a low growl of pleasure rumbled in the wolf's chest, with a sigh of relief soon to follow. And, then - the first half-second of his stream came out in a short arc and splashed into the water, before Rrhexis's muzzle came to close around its source.

Because of the water he'd downed earlier, Kage had no doubt that his mark would be fairly diluted... which in turn meant that more of it would be required for the same effect. Even with that, the wolf's nose still twitched on picking up the familiar scent of his own piss above Rrhexis's, from the small amount that had splashed out at the start and whatever now dribbled down out of the corgi's mouth.

His broad, flat tongue flicked forward at the underside of Kage's sheath as well as his revealed tip with each swallow, only working him up further and thus coaxing him further out of the supple, moistened skin and fur. A good feeling made even better, even more pleasurable, by the smooth tongue repeatedly dragging along the underside of his growing length... almost unconsciously, the big wolf brought one of his forepaws down against the back of Rrhexis's head to hold him down onto his length and ensure that he swallowed every mouthful.

Rrhexis actually let Kage's piss fill his muzzle a few times, bulging his cheeks out and making him squirm - as well as bathing the revealed length of wolf's cock in that sweet heat, before it was swallowed down again and the pressure of the roof of his mouth and tongue returned. He adjusted his stance a little, spread his hind legs further apart, pushed his lower body forward to empty his bladder more fully into the corgi's throat - as well as have his lips push back the skin of his sheath and make him shiver... and when he finally returned his forepaw to the ground beside him, Rrhexis took the chance to move up off of his cock and receive the last of his mark across his muzzle, the stream matting down his fur and dripping into the water beneath.

Both of them knew that Rrhexis could have left right then and there, that he could have stood up, shaken himself off, and dived back into the spring water to wash out the mark... but, he didn't. Instead, as the last of Kage's piss came out across the top of his muzzle and head in a weakening arc, the corgi nuzzled down against the wolf's sack, still full and heavy unlike his bladder. Again and again he ran his nose up along the soft, spring-wetted fur, tongue occasionally slipping out to curl up around one of his balls and squeeze it gently, before then releasing it and moving to the other... and, of course, the sensation caused Kage to continue to push his hips forward, rolling his sheath further back against the smaller dog's nose.

That was something he enjoyed too, it looked like. Rrhexis closed his eyes and swallowed, inhaling through his flared nostrils while he licked and nuzzled - before moving up and focusing the attention of his tongue against the lip of Kage's sheath, black flesh glistening with the mixed moistures of his piss and musk. That small rumble that had originated in Kage's chest with the relief of finally being able to release his bladder returned and strengthened, then, as that tongue worked along his slowly-growing length, sliding over the smooth veined flesh... he kept his eyes focused down at the corgi, watching as he licked and nuzzled, as he breathed in his scent and lapped off whatever dripped out of his tapered tip and rolled down the underside.

Kage had done _that_as well. Sometimes after patrolling his territory and re-marking everything that had become stale, he would make his way back to his den only to feel the familiar building pressure yet again. It wasn't at all like him to waste it, either - Kage dragged his tongue out over his lips, then, feeling the bright pleasure of his swelling knot being within his sheath. After he had gotten to his den and lay back down on his side, the wolf usually just rolled onto his back, lifted his hind legs up into the air, opened his muzzle, closed his eyes... and let it all flow down his parted lips and into his waiting maw, swallowing it down as necessary.

Or, sometimes when he'd planned for it, he sit down on his haunches, move his head down as if he were cleaning his sheath, and then... press his lips to the end of his sheath, push it back a little to ensure that he emptied his bladder directly into his own muzzle, and drink all of the hot, salty stream down. Several mouthfuls later, he'd roll back and let out a relieved sigh of pleasure, his breath heavily laden with the scent of his own mark... though more often he wouldn't stop there, and would continue rolling his tongue against his cock until he worked his full length out into his muzzle, and thrust until he had given himself another thing to drink down.

Rrhexis was well on his way to that point. He had coaxed Kage to his full size, semi-swollen knot half-revealed and bulging beneath the lip of his sheath, and now resumed digging his nose against the feral wolf's full sack. Even with the water of the spring still beneath him, Rrhexis eagerly licked and lapped between the wolf's legs, his tongue curling far enough underneath once or twice to drag along the ridged rim of his tailhole - all the while Kage's pre regularly spurted out across the corgi's head and back, further matting down his fur. Honestly, _that_sometimes carried a heavier mark than his piss, as it probably would today... but Kage still preferred to grind as many scents as he could into his territory. He'd already resolved to raise a leg on Rrhexis at least once more later today, after all.

Then - Kage couldn't help but straighten up and breathe out a low, shuddering moan of pleasure, when Rrhexis brought the flat of his tongue all the way up along the length of his underside, from the base of his knot to the tapered tip. The corgi adjusted his position again and closed his lips on that tip, tongue always flicking and swirling to lap off the little jets of salty pre.

Even now with all the other scents wafting around and mixing in the air, the one that Kage tasted foremost above everything else was the remnants of Rrhexis's mark, heavy on the back of his throat; it had been very clear that the corgi had not drank as much water recently as he had. He'd tasted the saltiness and bitter musk when it first splashed out across his tongue and coursed down his throat, but now that it had had time to sit in his stomach and roll around, and strengthen somewhat with time... the taste came out even more sharply in his throat with every swallow, and something about it made his lower body jerk forward to push further between the corgi's lips and into his muzzle.

Part of him - a rather large part, throbbing between his hind legs and now squeezed gently between a warm pair of lips and just-as-warm tongue - wanted to hold Rrhexis down, raise his tail with the tip of his cock, and sink forward into him, and pound into him until he emptied his load deep inside him - and then, maybe, the rest of his bladder as well. This was nice too, though, especially as the corgi worked further down and tilted his cock to slide the tip against the back of his throat... Kage felt the little pulses of pleasure ripple through him, and was sure that Rrhexis could as well. Almost synchronized with his heartbeat, his hard cock continued to twitch, and twitch, and twitch, sending little jets of pre out into the corgi's maw for him to swallow down just as readily as he had with his piss... not much longer and that pre would thicken up and carry an even heavier taste. Kage's knot had started to swell up, and forcibly rolled his sheath the rest of the way past it.

Rrhexis couldn't quite_touch his lips to the edge of his knot, but he _could curl that tongue of his down around the base, into the wrinkled skin of his sheath and around the underside - and that was what ended up kicking the wolf over the edge. He just barely managed to swallow one more time before Kage bucked forward, a lot faster and with more force than before, each spurt heavier and stronger than those that shot his pre out. Rrhexis gladly drank the first few ropes of cum directly and then, just like with his mark, moved back to catch the last few across his waiting tongue and muzzle.

Even after the wolf's climax had died down so that he just dribbled the thicker seed down along his cock, Rrhexis kept his maw open wide. Good thing, too; Kage licked his lips once more, swallowed again, leaned back... and pushed out what else remained in his bladder, finishing up the hot pleasure with another wave of gentle relief. Rrhexis lifted his muzzle up into the stream again, slightly darker than before, and kept his mouth wide open for it - and this time let it fill up, up along his tongue towards his lips, until Kage had no more to give... and only _then_did he close his mouth and swallow it down. His face briefly showed his reaction to the strengthened taste - and then that was gone, too, replaced by him licking his lips and wagging his tail.

"So," the corgi said, blue eyes showing his satisfaction. His own cock, half-hard, hung down beneath the surface of the water... maybe Kage would take care of that later, too. "That's out of the way - and in my belly - and my paws feel better... could you bring me back to town now?"

Kage had to take a moment to catch his breath and let his heartbeat still down. His own cock still hung down out of his sheath when he rose to stand, red veins more visible following his orgasm and his throbbing emptying out the last of his drops of cum and piss into the spring water. "Tomorrow," he said, trying not to let his lingering arousal get the better of him what with his perfect-height corgi standing in front of him. There was just something about the warm, pleasant water of this spring that made it feel like he could keep on pushing through countless more orgasms... one time he had brought a bitch in heat here, and had pounded her again and again until his balls had nothing more to give - and then kept on going for a little bit longer. "Sun sets early this far north. In most seasons, it never really rises - it'll be dark out before we make it back to where I found you, and too cold to make the journey after that. You'll sleep in my den tonight."

The corgi's first reaction was one of disappointment - until what he'd said clicked. Then, his ears perked up and his tail wagged, and Kage thought he saw his semi-hard cock give another little twitch in the water. Since he had rested his paws, Kage let him walk himself instead of carrying him on his back again, though he _did_have to repeatedly wait to let him catch up with him. The smell of a stranger's piss still strong on his muzzle skewed his senses a little bit, but the wolf still managed to navigate his way back to his den, and once there managed to get a fire going in a small depression in the smooth floor. He had spent a _lot_of time prowling and watching explorers and campers do it, and after many tries had hunted down the correct type of rock that those who didn't just have a portable lighter used.

After settling down and ensuring that Rrhexis was comfortable - the corgi lay on his side, the look in his eyes showing that he knew he was putting himself on display again - Kage glanced outside the mouth of the cave, into the deepening smoke-grey darkness. By the way his stomach felt, he knew that he would be hungry had he not drank a good bladder's worth of fresh piss.

He would definitely have to raise a leg again at some point during the night, and Rrhexis doubtlessly would, too, seeing at how many times he had swallowed. It was just a matter of waiting until then.