Drifting feathers

Story by NeonPinkFeline on SoFurry

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#2 of Thymion Stories

Angel and her father take time to go visit a Pizzaria and get some late night munchies. He looks at his daughter as more than just his adoptive child. He loves her, and would never leave her alone. He wants her to be happy and feel how loved she really is. But he is also concerned, wondering just how safe she can be. She has powers he barely understands, and knows he can not stop her if she actually wanted to so something drastic. The rest of their patchwork family continue to search for clues about the situation that brought them here, searching for fragments of the Stone and trying to put down supernatural threats.

And a third concern is now revealed. Angel wants a child of her own. She wants to settle down and raise a baby. But can she do it? Can the wolfess born to fight set down her weapons and take the time to be a mother?


Angel opened her eyes, letting them adjust to the sheer darkness of the room. She could feel the warmth of Billy's fur pressed against her body, feel his shaft still lodged deep inside her. His knot may have gone down and slid out of her spade, but his shaft was still firm enough to stay inside her.

Angel reached down, feeling gently until she found her spade. It was sopping wet, leaking both his seed and her juices. She felt his shaft, still so thick and throbbing inside her. She smiled softly, letting out a content sigh as she slowly pulled herself back. She let out a low moan as his shaft slid from her with a wet slick noise. There was a soft wet sucking as his tip finally came free and she lay back. Looking at the ceiling in the dark, she whispered softly.

"Thanks dad. I... I needed this." Her voice was barely above the smallest whisper, and her soft, churring growl of pleasure was the only sound in the room apart from the AC blowing. After a moment, she felt his paw slide across the sheets and gently lay on her middle. Looking at him, she saw him looking at her with his good eye and he smiled at her.

"Anything for my baby girl," Billy said softly. After a moment, he leaned up over her and kissed her nose. "Come on sweetie, we need to shower and get some food. Its after midnight again." He watched her stretch and nod. As she slowly stood up, he watched her move. In the tiny light in their room, he could see clearly enough. His canine senses attuned to this sort of thing, watching her as if he were stalking her like prey.

Her hips had a sway to them, a certain fluid motion he had not seen in over a long time. Her tail was actually wagging, and her wings were perked up, not just hanging from her back. He watched her stretch, seeing the coiling muscles in her body tense and stretch. Hearing a few joints pop, he let out a gruff woof, appreciative of the view he got. Angel turned a bit and looked over her shoulder at him with a smile.

Angel rolled her eyes a bit before reaching out and taking his hand. Pulling him up slowly she moved to the bathroom with him. Turning on the hot water she stepped inside and leaned against the back wall. Billy came in after a moment, towering over her like a monolith. But his gentle caress made her lean into him softly. He leaned down, kissing her softly as he began massaging her shoulders gently.

They were enjoying the close contact when Angel pulled back suddenly. Her eyes glowing as she turned to look toward the shower wall. Billy was instantly alert, knowing that look on her face very well.

"What is it baby girl?" he asked as he looked at her. He was concerned because she seemed more focused than usual. That usually meant a bigger threat, or something she did not understand. And things not understood could be more dangerous than anything else.

"Large power, multiple large powers. Each one is different, but one of them feels very familiar. Its like... its like I felt it a long time ago, and was very close to it a lot. But I cant place it. Another I know is a piece of the stone, and its been active recently. There is another power, cold and distant, proud like a dragon. Then there is a demon, a powerful one. Likely stronger than myself at its most extreme. Its close to the familiar one, very close." She was speaking on auto pilot. Billy knew it and figured that it was best to just let her get it all out. As she fell silent, the glow faded from her eyes.

Billy cupped her chin softly and looked at her with concern. She blinked a few times and then leaned into him softly. Billy hugged her and rubbed her back gently. She was alright, just a bit shaken is all. Picking up one of the bottles of shampoo he began to lather her thick fur, just massaging it in for her as she rested against him. He might be older than her, but he had seen the tax her powers took on her body. She could easily kill herself if she was not mindful of how much energy she used in one go.

He frowned as she leaned into him tiredly, knowing she was still exhausted from the trip over. He committed the information to memory, before moving his paws down her body again. massaging her muscles to help her relax in the shower. She slowly turned, gathering some of the suds and beginning to lather his chest as well. Their shower lasted only a few minutes, as he wanted to get her some food. Helping her to towel off, he paused to make a few adjustments to her feathers, noticing a few that were out of place.

She would start molting soon enough, but for now he could keep her feathers straightened up for her. Once she was dry, Billy began to towel himself off. His scruffy hair was always easy to get dry, and usually moved right into its usual messy, spiky shape. Coming to the bed, he found her digging through her laundry, and moved to get his pants and shirt. She pulled on her panties, then her tank top. This time she tucked it into her jeans as he pulled them up. Buckling her belt, she looked around before moving to a chair. She picked up her chest holder, and pulled her revolver. It was a massive .75cal. with only three rounds in the cylinder. She could fire it with her strength, but the gun still made her paw jump in the recoil.

Nodding that she was satisfied, she holstered it, then slung the thing in place. Finally she reached out and grabbed up her leather jacket. Pulling it on, she left it unzipped and pushed the sleeves up her arms a bit. padding her pockets, she found her wallet and check it. Still plenty of cash from when Bojo made some. As she looked at Billy, she smiled a bit. He was leaned by the door, waiting on her. Moving to step out with him, she noticed that the neon lights and street lamps were the only glow at this hour.

Billy pointed across the street to an all night diner. She shook her head and looked around a bit more. Letting her nose guide her thoughts, she smelt pizza and her stomach growled heavily. Pulling out her phone, she called up the food finder app. Typing in pizza, he let it search and it found her a 24/7 pizza place about a mile away. Billy nodded and moved toward his SUV. Clicking the remote, he unlocked the doors for her and then got in the driver seat. The drive was quiet as they both watched the road.

It was not until they arrived that he spoke, "Baby girl. You feeling alright now?" His question made her pause. She was never going to feel alright, at least not fully. But some time away from everyone with her dad would help. And the sex certainly made her feel better. The wolfess smiled at him and gave a soft nod.

"Yea. I feel better. Not completely, but better. I just need time. We have work to do. After this one, we can take a vacation. Somewhere cold with snow and hot cocoa. We can just stay there for a while, and relax. We can let the world go by, and relax. Maybe... get out of the game for a while. Settle down and just relax for a couple years. The world hasn't gone anywhere yet. I think it can wait on us for at least a few years. Besides, Lola keeps eyeballing Asteria's fangs with a hunger of her own, and Sierra is starting to get into the ancient mage stuff more. We need time to study, acclimate, and rethink our strategy. Gathering the stone fragments will take millions of years. And by then we have to be ready to face others that have been picking them up for longer than we have."

Her little speech made him pause, and he wanted to ask her what she meant by some of it. But the twitching of his own nose, and the growl of her stomach put him off of it for a few moments. Entering, they were greeted and the waitress took them to a booth. She asked if it was separate tickets or together and Billy spoke first.

"Same ticket. I'm not letting my daughter pay. Anything she wants, as much as she wants," he said, to which the waitress smiled with a light giggle and nodded. Billy ordered a beer, and Angel ordered a soda. As the waitress left their menu to them so she could get their drinks, Angel looked it over. She needed to eat, and her body was screaming for anything greasy and covered in cheese.

She finally settled on a starter, and looked at Billy. He was eyeballing the pasta section of the menu, thinking of his choices as well. He could eat, but she could out eat every one of them without even pausing for a breath. As their drinks arrived, Angel ordered first and made sure to tell her this was just a starter. The waitress was a bit surprised, given that Angel had ordered two pizza for herself. Billy ordered a family portion of pasta to go with his beer.

The waitress told them it would take a bit of time for that to cook, to which both merely nodded and smiled. Hurrying back to get the order in, the woman was certain this was going to be a long night. Billy sipped his beer, liking the fact it was cold and had a decent froth to it.

"Dad..." Angel said in that tone she used only when she wanted to ask a sensitive question. "Would... would it be alright if I... can I... Can we support a baby?" Billy was a bit surprised, pausing from his beer and setting the glass down. He looked at her, and could tell she was feeling her biological clock ticking away. They had no idea how long she would live, or what would be the expectation of her pregnancy. She was such a mix of species, and her powers were so unknown that she had always forsook getting pregnant. She made every effort to keep a morning after pill available to herself.

Condoms were used when they were available, but it was hard to remember to pick up a box when you lived on the road, and gasoline was getting more expensive by the day. Billy knew just how often Angel let someone get close enough to her to even chance that. Usually she had Bojo pull out, and Sierra was almost sterile. When he could get it up, he had a low sperm count and it took him a long time to orgasm. Billy was the only one viable that could get her knocked up for certain, but even then she usually took the pill as soon as she was awake. He thought about it, and realized she hadn't this time.

"Alright. I think we can. But have you decided on a father? Where would you want to live? And most importantly, as you ready to lay down your weapons and pick up a baby bottle? This is a big decision. Money is never an issue, but I want you to be certain that you are ready. I want you to know what you are getting into before you do this. Our situation is not going to be covered in any parenting guide," he said as he reached across the table and cupped her paw in his.

Angel was scared, and she showed it on her face. Looking up at her adoptive father, she could see the concern and love in his eyes. He was willing to do anything, sacrifice anything to make his three kids happy. Billy had adopted them all, as had Asteria and Sierra. No one was ever left out of anything and no one was ever told no without a good reason behind it. Billy smiled at her softly, and nodded as he pat her paw. he saw the waitress coming with their food. As Angel leaned back, she saw the two pizzas she ordered. They were larger than she thought, and that would be fine. She could eat it all and still have room for more. Billy smiled as his pan was set before him. The waitress decided to go ahead and get some refills for them. As she headed back to the kitchen, Angel picked up tow slices and folded them together. As she took a huge bite, the cook was watching from the kitchen window with a bit of a mystified look on his face. He had never seen any fur, even a bear eat like that.

Billy was not quite as bad as Angel about his eating, though he did plan to eat the entire pan. He was a carnivore by nature, and as he got older he realized he needed more protein in his diet to maintain the high effort their profession took. As Angel was eating, he noticed she was chewing her food more than usual. He could tell she was thinking, and that she had been very serious when she asked about the baby. She had only been a young girl when she rescued Lola. Ever since she had been hyper protective of the vixen. The lightest disturbance to the younger girl set the wolfess off, and Billy had been called to the school for Angel's fights more than he cared to count. But her heart was in a good place, and she was always in the right. She just tended to resort to violence first.

Now, she was calmer as she approached middle age. Lola was a young woman in her own right, and their older brother was starting to notice more than ever how they reacted around him. At first he had brushed it off, not knowing much about the modern sensibility. Now that he was more accustomed to how they spoke and reacted to him, he noticed more how they behaved and how they looked at him as more than a brother. Billy had noticed as well, and was a bit disturbed by it at first. But over time he realized that none of them were actually blood related. There really was no chance of inbreeding happening. That was the only issue he had back then. Now that they were all adults, he had no issues at all, and often engaged in it himself. It was still technically incest, as he was one of their parents. However it was a form of incest he could get along with perfectly fine. He glanced down at his food, realizing he had eaten half of it already. Looking at Angel's side of the table he saw her food was almost gone as well. He chuckled, remembering that keeping her fed when she was little was a pain in the ass. He had picked her up when she was only eight. She had always been a rebellious one. Never listening to directions until she fell flat on her face. The day she figured out how to fly had put Billy up the wall.

But she was always a good kid, and kept on the right side of the law. A few times she had pushed the boundaries, but she always relented when he told her she was in the wrong. He had made it a point to never touch his kids as punishment. His own father had beat him blue once, and he vowed never to do that no matter how angry he was.

As Angel finished her food and began downing her cup, the waitress returned with her pad in paw. She was a bit nervous now, seeing Angel was not kidding about that being her starter. As Angel looked at the menu a bit, Billy conversed with their server. There was nothing there, just light chat. As Angel finally made her selection, Billy politely ended the conversation by complimenting the food. Angel placed the second part of her order, which was another two pizzas, but this time with triple meat. Billy figured she would have some left over after that, and they would take it back to the room so the wolfess could nibble as she watched anime or a documentary. Angel leaned back and waited for her food to arrive. As she did, Billy began to notice she was putting on weight more than usual.

She was getting thick in the middle, but more so around her hips. He figured it was because all they had eaten for he last year was diner food that was probably clogging their arteries. Shrugging he slowed down to enjoy his meal himself. It was going to be a long night, as he thought back to what Angel had said in the shower. Multiple large powers were here, and one of them was the stone fragment that had drawn them in. That meant one of two things. There was either a war going on for that fragment, or that the fragment was caught up in a supernatural turf war. Either way, it was going to be nasty.