Snow
#1 of Rebirth
Written for and dedicated to Tybalt, the best leopard in the whole fucking universe.
The northern territories of their world were dominated by tribes, packs of wolves living with and for each other. Kailor was a strong, ideal Alpha-male of one of these packs. An arctic wolf from farther north, he was adopted into his gray-furred family after leaving his birth family to not starve. Through superior strength and a strong for rules, traditions and what he thought was the way of the lupine, Kailor fought his way to the top of the family. He'd done so alone, even at his age of forty-eight, without a claimed female - there were none he found appropriate enough, or even just appealing enough.
The arctic wolf sat in the largest cabin in their pack's settlement of 17, alone with his Beta who stood behind his chair. It was the end of wintertime, so the small settlement was surrounded by melting snow and ice. Soon more feral creatures would return, and they would become strong again. They would be stronger than last spring, than last winter, they would claim their stolen land again.
"Before we can regain, sir, you know what needs to be done," Dralan said, keeping his head bowed just slightly as he spoke, even though Kailor wasn't looking. He knew the health of his pack was a difficult subject for his Alpha, so, he didn't tread upon it with a light heart. "It's been difficult, these years. Some of the women believe it's in the water. We haven't had a newborn in four years, sir, not even a pregnancy. Our only hope is-"
"I know, Dralan," said the white wolf with a slight, frustrated growl. He sat back in his chair, watching his fire crackle. He avoided eye contact with the beta male standing behind him. "I know. It just saddens me. Our kind shouldn't rely on the magics of others," he murmured, "but, necessity comes before pride, however much it stings to say such."
"You have the elixir, sir, you can-"
"I've already taken it."
"That's excellent!", exclaimed the smaller, grey wolf, "All that's left, then, is the breeding. Surely one of the bitches is appealing enough," he said, "the elixir cannot fail. 'The first soul seeded shall feel a burn in womb, shall bear the cub'," he quoted.
"It takes more than that," he said, "for the firstborn in so long. My strength isn't enough, and beauty is never anything. No female here is... sufficient. My search continues," said Kailor, hiding the secret he'd held since childhood. He'd rather have claimed a male for his mate. He didn't know what it was, or why he desired a male for a mate, all he knew was that he had to fight it. Only a female could breed, and right now that was the most important thing. He was sure he could find the company he wanted if he looked, there were constant rumors of his men turning to each other from the sheer number of females leaving the pack for others, others with more food.
"But, surely, out of so many-"
"No, no. Perhaps... perhaps I simply need to clear my head. I think I need to take a walk near the mountain again, for guidance. Winds have been blowing in that direction far too often. It's been... strange," Kailor said. Giving a heavy sigh, the wolf stood up and moved for his kitchen area. "I'll leave tonight. By the time one night has passed after my return, our pack will have its child," he swore, "and we will cleanse the source of the infertility, with time. We will relocate if we have to. I won't let us die out."
Later that night when the sun was nearly about to set, Kailor faced the mountain's base. The wind was blowing towards it when it normally blew to the side. The wolf trusted nature, trusted that a visit would clear his mind. It would tell him what to do, what female to choose out of the lot. With nothing but a loincloth the pack's leader headed off into the woods, traversing through the melting snow, through small streams emerging up from under broken, clearing ice. The area was covered in pine trees, so, the melting snow afforded Kailor the beautiful sight of green emerging from the towering pyramids of white.
It was only twenty minutes into his journey lead by the wind when the force simply stopped, leaving him in complete silence. Kailor stopped in his tracks, looked to the sky, and wondered why it was here he'd been commanded to stop. There was nothing but a rock face in the ground free from snow and ice. The wolf sat down on it, taking a short rest while sniffing the lightly swirling air. With the wind cleared he began catching the scent of something... another wolf. One of the pack. Kailor let out a quick bark, signaling he knew of the presence to any soul nearby.
Out from under some bushes the shortest, least muscled wolf of the pack crawled out with a sheepish look on his face.
Kailor frowned. It was Odin, the runt of the pack. His frown wasn't for the fact he was a runt, quite the opposite: Kailor had always found Odin's company pleasing. Out of all of the wolves, male or female, he was the most caring, most thoughtful, most honourable. When his old father abandoned the pack for the neighboring family, Odin gladly took up residence with his decrepit, senile mother, keeping her company through her confusion and fits of violence. His frowning, instead, was for Odin's presence outside of the safety of the camp/ "My orders were for all to stay for the night. There is a storm coming," he said, "and if were to strike while you were out here, you could get lost. You know this means punishment, Odin, you've passed the ritual of adulthood. How would your mother feel?"
"I know, sir," the wolf standing, standing as straightly as he could near the bushes. He wore a coat and pants made from Deerskins, keeping him somewhat warm from the cold weather. "It's just... I wanted to find what I found the other day, by accident, while wandering... and she doesn't remember who I am, sir, it wouldn't matter."
"Our souls never forget, even if the mind does. Her spirit would grow weary without you, my friend. What did you find?"
"A reason why. I've been searching for it, and I thought I found it... I just forgot where. A stream that leads to the river we drink from. I found a moldy tree fallen into it, I considered that the growth... well. It just might be the source," Odin explained in his weak, shakey voice. "The foxes make magic from some molds, so, some kind left on its own could be starving the wombs... or the male's seed," he reasoned. The smaller male was often considered the weakest of all the pack, excluding the younger cubs, but his intelligence was respected at the very least. "I'm sorry, sir, I'll head back right now," he said.
Kailor sighed, patting on the rockface beside him. "No, Odin, sit. You're brave for temping the storm," he commanded. After seeing that Odin did so - in much haste - the white wolf continued. "You believe a sickness has fallen over the women, or the men, from a tree?" he asked.
Odin nodded. "It makes sense, in my mind, sir. I thought I would try and move the tree. There would be no loss, but it could save the pack," he said, timidly.
"There could have been a loss of you. You should have told us, we wouldn't have rejected your idea, even though I disagree. Would you like to know what I think, Odin?" he asked, assuming a strong, commanding voice that made Odin shiver inside.
"Of course, Alpha, of course."
"I think we've lost our way," he confessed. "I've seen and been told of this tribe's mating. For generations the alpha female has been less desirable than the last, for a leader. The strongest scent is taken as alpha female, or the strongest, or the most well figured. That has caused such strong and such intelligent females to leave, the caring, leaving even less to choose alphas from. I think this is a punishment from the deities," he said, "I believe I'll only be successful as an Alpha in bringing this pack from the dying if I choose the right female. One who would be a good, nurturing mother. There are none, though... none that bear attraction from me," he said, slowly, "or share those qualities. I can't name a single one who I think would sacrifice themselves for the life of their child, as I would."
"I don't think I could be an alpha male like you," Odin said, finally smiling a little, "even when I'm older. I don't... demand respect, not like you or Dralan. I'd gladly give up anything for the a child of a pack - even if it wasn't my own - but I don't have the courage, or the strength, or anything, really."
"We hardly deserve it, Dralan and I," he further confessed, revealing more to Odin than he ever had to anyone. "We're simply lost. We're losing our family to hunger, to sickness, to desires of better families. What few females we still have are infertile, and there are rumors of restless men turning to-" Kailor started, before stopping abruptly when he saw Odin's face twitch. "You haven't, have you, young Odin?"
Odin shook his head, "No... I... no, I haven't,"
"But you want to?" Kailor asked, sensing a guilt from the boy. When Odin remained silent, Kailor sighed and looked to the sky. "I did not mean offense. I simply think reveling in unmated mating at such a dark time is... in bad taste, especially if the cause is lack of females," he said.
"You may not think you're a good alpha, but, you are," Odin said, clearly taken back by Kailor's attitude.
"I fail to see how," Kailor replied.
"You're the kindest of all of them. You only fight when you must, you don't yell, you don't... hurt, others, and you don't cast out the weaklings like me," he said, "which is more than can be said of any past alpha since I was born."
Kailor shook his head, "Nobody would cast you out, Odin. You're not weak. In many important ways you're every wolf's better, here."
"Yes I am," the smaller wolf said, "I know it, don't worry. I hear what the others say about me."
"I do, too. But it's still not true. You found the moss growing into our water, you might save us all by your discovery. You take care of your ailing mother day in and day out when your father abandoned you. You're kind, you're brave. You would be the perfect mother. If any could be a female, you would be my first and only choice for a mate," he said, "but, alas, you have no sister," he continued, joking slightly.
Odin stared into Kailor's deep, blue eyes as he spoke, and felt tears roll up in his eyes as his alpha spoke. It was the first time he'd ever heard praise from another, genuine, thoughtful praise, and he was overcome with a sense of happiness unlike anything he'd previously felt. Odin, completely unaware of what he was doing, sprung forward and pressed his lips to Kailor's in a gentle, sweet, quick kiss. After Odin pulled back he realized what he'd done. He froze in his spot, staring at Kailor with a growing look of horror and fear.
Kailor, too, was stricken with a paralysis from the kiss. He didn't know how to react, really, to another male making such a move on him.
Odin gulped and turned away, then, started sitting up to leave. "I'm s-sorry, sir, I'll leave, I'm sorry," he said, "I'm sick, it's simply a fever."
Kailor grabbed Odin's paw and pulled him back down, forcing him to sit with him again. "No... you're not in trouble, Odin, just tell me why," he requested.
Odin looked to his alpha with tearing, fearful eyes. "A lust. Or love. Or both, I don't know," he confessed, "it's just... with how I've felt all this time... and then you tell me all of that... I felt like I had to, and I couldn't help myself."
"'All this time'?"
Odin shied his eyes away, looking to the snowy forest floor instead, "Yes," he said, "I've... admired you... for a very, very long time," he said. "I didn't mean to do or say anything about it. There's no possible way you could feel the same way, so, I didn't say anything. Please don't tell the other males, if they knew, they'd... they'd try and hurt me, or they could get restless and try to-"
"I won't say a word," Kailor said, "but what makes you think I wouldn't be capable of reciprocating?"
"You're... you're Kailor. You're the strongest, the most of a male. You're trying to find a female to breed with," he said.
"Out of necessity... but being an alpha isn't about that, really. Finding a mate isn't even about love most times. The most suitable mother is taken, and often love is born from the creation of life," he explained.
"Exactly. I can't create life, so, there was no possible reason for me to reveal myself. It was just a moment of weakness," Odin explained back to him, "but I can't help fantasizing about... well, it growing, between us. Secretly, in my head,"
"You have strength, Odin. I don't think I could've done what you did with me just then," the Alpha said. Kailor took a moment to think... all of this time he'd been focused on finding a suitable female, when a perfect soul was sitting right beside him. Odin had the brains, the sweetness, the caring... everything he needed in a mother was there, besides the gender. The wolf thought back over every member of his pack, over the elixir he'd taken, over the guarantee that he could seed anyone he wished. Then it came to him. "You truly wish to help your pack, don't you?" he asked, "What would you give?"
"Anything," replied Odin. He wasn't just saying that, either, he truly meant it. "I'd give my life."
That was all Kailor needed to know. The large white wolf leaned towards Odin and pressed another kiss to him, holding it for longer this time. Kailor felt himself smiling the littlest bit as the barely adult boy shivered in fear from it, as if he hadn't a clue what was going on. Perhaps Kailor himself didn't even know. As the wolf felt the heat rising in him he gently leaned Odin to lay down on the rock, with Kailor laying over him to keep kissing, to press his whole, barely clothed body against Odin.
"Wh-what's going on?" Odin asked, fearful, "Wh-why are... y-you.."
"Shhh," Kailor whispered, "Just relax. I need to see if this will work. If so, young Odin, you may just get your wish," he said. Without asking permission of his subordinate Kailor opened the deerskin coat and started removing the pants, leaving Odin naked to his alpha.
After being stripped Odin laid on the cold rock, shivering from the cold, winter storm air starting to blow in. He was warmed only when Kailor returned to him, pressing his body down against Odin's. The young wolf blushed and squirmed lightly, as the contact and gentle rubbing caused his sheathe to stir and his shaft to extend out from himself, against Kailor's rippled stomach.
Kailor found himself staring down at Odin in sudden realization of what he was doing. He was stripping himself, removing his loincloth to make their crotches run together. This was not the natural way, he believed, but in that case, why was it seeming to be the only way? The alpha moved swiftly, positing his now naked body in between Odin's legs, spreading those appendages and lifting them over his waist to wrap around. "You can tell me to stop at any time," Kailor whispered, sweetly, "or at least try to. I imagine this will be painful at first," he said into Odin's ear, before licking inside of the earcup.
Odin shivered wildly at the lick, softly moaning into Kailor's white neck fur. "W-Why?"
"You're the one that deserves it," was Kailor's only response to that. The large wolf rubbed his sheath against Odin's for many moments, feeling the incredibly odd sensation of growing hard against another cock. Erect, Kailor lowered his hips while using a free paw to lift up Odin's, meeting the smaller wolf's rump with his slim cockhead. Grunting slightly, Kailor moved his cock around until he found the entrance, where he held himself with hesitation. "You said you'd give anything for the pack?" he asked, smiling down at Odin.
The smaller wolf just smiled back up before leaning in, licking at Kailor's lips affectionately. "Anything," he confirmed, giving the other the permission he wanted.
"Alright..." the top wolf said, before thrusting his hips forward. He'd only had sex in his life once, and that was with a woman - sufficed to say, he didn't quite know the differences all too well. He'd plunged in more than half of his cock before Odin's rather pained gasp reached him, causing him to stop. Kailor had never felt such a tightness around him before, not even from the first time he'd mated. He felt his cock wrapped up in a pure, warm tightness, one that make his fur bristle around his neck and lower back.
Odin gasped and squirmed, clenching down on the foreign member as hard as he could. It didn't feel at all like he'd dreamed, instead, he felt an intense discomfort that was... pleasurable. A pleasurable sensation that was so present, so raw that it was hard to handle. Odin bit his tongue, though, and tightened his legs. He wanted to get used to it, and fast... after all, how many chances did one get to sleep with a man like Kailor? A man most likely straight?
Kailor felt the legs tighten around him, signaling him to go in deeper. Kailor fully obliged, pushing the rest of his length inward with a loud, very loud moan. Thunder crackled overheard, but neither of them seemed to notice or care. The alpha shortly began pulling out by just a few inches and pushing back in, repeating the process with loud murring and moaning. Gentle snow drifted down onto them with another crack of thunder, landing on Kailor's back and Odin's muzzle.
The wolf didn't stop.
Nothing could've stopped him, either. Kailor wasn't expecting just how tight Odin would be, how warm, how perfectly his insides seemed to mold around Kailor's long, thick cock. Unable to control himself he picked up in speed, grunting in pleasure all the while to Odin beneath.
Kailer lowered his paw and rubbed over his tummy, finding even more pleasure in squeezing and toying with the light, moldable tummy that still had some of the young wolf's puppy fat. Kailer knew no other wolf was as cute, not even a busty female. Odin raised his to grip his alpha's arm and side, only to find both tense and completely rock-hard. His entire muscled body was dazzling, and Odin knew nobody was his equal or greater in the pack when it came to that.
The grey furred wolf let out a pained moan with each thrust. It hurt to have someone as large as Kailor inside, but, the pleasure was gradually growing inside of him. He tightened his legs around Kailor's waist even more and looked deep into his eyes, smiling as the soft, gentle white snow blanketed the back of Kailor's black headfur.
The arctic wolf found himself at a loss of control as he got faster. The pressure built in him very, very quickly from the tightness, true, but he also recognized much of his hardness coming from the simple fact that he was mating with another male in his pack. Kailor picked up speed again, driving so forcefully into Odin that the young man shifted on the rock with the thrusts.
Odin cried out to the stormy sky. He could feel each thrust throughout his whole body. As much as he loved it, he felt it was still hard to bear. He clenched down harder, just to hear his alpha moan just that much more loudly.
With the very loudest crack of thunder they'd heard yet Kailor felt the excitement overcome him. His pace then frantic, he forcefully shoved his cock forward as powerfully as he could, making Odin cry out in pain as the knot forced its way into his tailhole. Once firmly inside Kailor found himself uncontrollably rutting forward, building up the excitement in his lower half as much as he could before it burst.
Kailor and Odin both howled out to the sky as Kailor climaxed. The alpha male, unreleased for almost an entire year, jetted out rope after rope of cum into the young man's body, filling his bottom up enough for him to feel a warm pressure from the seed. The white wolf collapsed on the smaller wolf, curling over him and shielding him from the gentle snow that fell so much it blinded both to the trees around them, letting them only feel and see each other as they disappeared under the white blanket.
After the storm had passed and the knot simmered Kailor carried Odin to the Alpha's cabin while both were still naked, ignoring a few wolves in the center area of the settlement pack who saw them in their nudity, saw the volumes of seed running down the grey wolf's leg from his tailhole. Laying him down softly on his own large bed, Kailor dried himself off with a towel, then curled around the smaller wolf in the bed. He covered them both up in his heavy quilts and made sure both of his arms covered Odin's torso, fighting every ounce of cold that might still have held up inside the new alpha.
Odin stirred to a semi-awake state. He smiled warmly and sniffed at Kailor, shifting onto his side to huge the huge male. "My stomach feels... hot... normal?" he whispered, wondering if it was a side effect of a male mating.
Kailor placed a paw on Odin's stomach, rubbing it gently, warmly, feeling the unnatural heat that would pass by morning. Kailor watched as Odin fell asleep again, snuggling into the crook of his alpha's neck. "Go to sleep, boy. Tomorrow we must introduce you as an alpha mate," he whispered, before giving a full smile for the first time in years. He rubbed over the warm stomach, lightly teasing it with his sharp index clawtip, "and as the first mother..."