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Chapter 18

"...a-and then!...and then she put up a sign that said 'clothing optional!' E-everyone was walking around naked! They had to call in the police to quarantine the beach! Hahehahahehaha!" The young wolf erupted into a fit of uncontrolable giggles as she recanted to Gar one of MANY stories that evening concerning her rather 'rambunctious' feline friend. The raven listened intently and laughed along...though with a noteworthy unease in his tone as the full extant of Sammy's 'friskiness' (as Harvy called it) was revealed. It was a rather calm and pleasant friday evening, which found the young couple sitting comfortably in the living room of the sellow residence. Spring break started tomorrow, and the teens were currently awaiting the arrival of the aforementioned frisky bobcat known as Samantha 'Sammy' Brook, Harvy's oldest friend from Nebraska.

"Oh that one never gets old! What a riot!" Mrs. Sellow emerged chuckling softly from the kitchen with fresh iced tea in paw, each of the teens accepting a glass greatfully as the older she wolf took a seat beside them on the sofa. "Oh it will be so nice to see Sammy again...won't it sweety?" Harvy nodded vehemently, a huge smile on her muzzle. "Yeah! Thank Gaea I met Gar or I never would have survived here without her..." She trailed off with a warm smile which the bleached raven returned in kind before nuzzling the wolf gently. -EEEEK!- The teens pulled away abruptly, looking over to see the older she wolf squealing like a school girl, eyes sparkling and muzzle beaming widely. Harvy face pawed with a groan while Gar just smiled sheepishly. "Gaea mom...Can you PLEASE stop that?! We've been together for a week now..." The older wolf pouted like a puppy. "But it's SOOO cute! You're just TOO precious!"

The younger wolf opened her muzzle to retort only to be cut off by the sound of a car pulling up. With an excited gasp she bolted upright and ran to the window, breaking out into a girlish squeal of excitement when she got there. "She's here! Mom she's here!" Before the older wolf could respond her daughter was out the door and running down the driveway. Gar moved to the foyer with a twinge of nervousness as twin squeals sounded from outside. Mrs. Sellow followed suit with an excited grin of her own, urging the raven along. A moment later the door flew open and Harvy returned with a blinding smile. Before she could utter a single word a flash of tan fur rushed past and launched into the older wolf in a full body hug, a deafening squeal of joy sounding out. "Oh-my-Gaea-oh-my-Gaea-Mrs-S-Mrs-S-I-missed-you-so-much-I-missed-you-so-much!" The older wolf barely managed to remain standing but returned the intense embrace with a sweet chuckle, patting the feline's head lovingly. "Oh I missed you too sweety! It's so good to see you again!"

Gar stared with wide eyes at the bizarre scene before turning to Harvy for expanation. The wolf grinned sheepishly and whispered into her mate's ear. "She's always like this...REALLY energetic. Don't worry you'll get used to it..." She pauses a moment in thought. "...Or go crazy..." She giggled at the statement but the raven looked slightly fearful. Harvy moved to the door to bring in the occupied feline's bags, shutting it with a grunt as she struggled with the evidently heavy luggage. The wolf let them spill onto the living room floor with a grunt, panting lightly from the exertion. "Gaea Sammy! What the hell do you have in there?!" The bobcat hopped down from the older wolf with a sheepish grin. "Oh you know, the usual...dumbbells...whips...chains...about six vibrators...several bottles of KY...handcuffs..." The wolf's eyes widened as a powerful blush seized her. Her voice emerged in a near shriek. "Gaea Sammy!!! What the HELL were you planning on doing while you were here?!" The cat grinned deviously. "Don't you mean 'who' Harv?"

The wolf face pawed in total mortification. The cat just laughed at her best friend's unease. "Hey, just keeping my options open!" She broke into giggles as Mrs. Sellow followed suit, an amused grin on her muzzle. "Oh my...still the same old Sammy..." The bobcat shoots her a thumbs up. "And don't you love it!" Gar stared in dumbstruck mortification as the bizarre spectacle unfolded before his wide eyes...the cat knew NO shame... Granted, after hearing Harvy's tales of the frisky feline he was braced for a certain level of...well...promiscuity...but this was absolutely surreal... He took a moment to examine their odd guest.

She was evidently a pure bred North American Bobcat standing at about five foot eight. She was coated in short brownish tan fur with black spots, turning into a light cream color under her chin and continuing down her torso, into her inner thighs and under her short, bobbed tail. Her foot paws were very large, owing to her species, and Harvy was NOT kidding around when she called her a 'fitness nut.' This kitty was RIPPED. Her body was INCREDIBLY lithe and limber as one would expect from a feline but she had PERFECT muscle tone. Her body was seemingly composed of nothing but CURVES. Her head fur was short and spiky, worn in a 'punk' style with black tips, whether dyed or natural was uncertain. Her eyes were a PIERCING electric gold that shined with feline mischief. Her ears were rather large with whispy tufts of black fluff projecting from the tips. What REALLY stood out about her appearence though, and unnerved Gar to no end, was what she wore...or rather...DIDN'T wear...

Granted the feline's attire was probably very comfortable in the arid desert climate...but that seemed much more like an excuse...and judging from her demeanor thus far...it likely WAS... She wore some rather plain black toeless socks over her large footpaws, fingerless black work out gloves over her hand paws, and a rather cute black leather collar as her only accessories. ALL the cat wore for clothing were a pair of flimsy black spandex work out shorts, and a matching black sports bra...with NO underwear...the shorts BARELY covered her shapely rear...and squeezed so tight that the kitty's camel toe was on FULL display...the sports bra wasn't much better...barely covering her decently sized bust...(at least twice the size of harvy's though not at all cumbersome) with her nipples plainly visible...and showing off the silver piercing in her naval. It was OBVIOUS this cat was proud of what she had and not afraid to flaunt it...

With a nervous cough Gar gained Harvy's attention. She beamed happily as she rushed to the raven's side, enveloping him in a tender hug as she eagerly introduced him to the wild feline. "Oh yeah Sammy! This is Gar!" The cat whipped around with a huge smile and froze in place, seemingly unable to move... Gar quirked a worried brow and Harvy sauntered back over to her friend with a frown of concern. As the wolf stepped closer she noticed a trail of drool leaking from the feline's mouth...her golden irises locked upon the alabastor raven in a dreamy daze. Harvy groaned in irritation. "Umm...Sammy? You uh...you got a little drool...right there..." The cat didn't move, speaking in a hypnotic daze. "...Pretty birdy..." Harvy waved a paw before the cat's face. "Sammy?" No change. "...Pretty birdy..." Another wave. "Sammy?!" Nothing. The cat was COMPLETELY zoned out. "...Pretty birdy...kitty like the pretty birdy...pretty birdy PLAY with kitty..." Gar paled and his blue irises widened in slight fear as he took a few nervous steps back from the drooling feline. Harvy growled and yelled into her friend's ear. "SAMMY!!!!!!"

The kitty winced and shook her head...looking about as if waking from a dream. She turned to the agitated wolf with a sheepish grin and her best 'cute little kitten' eyes. She ruffled her neck fur timidly. "Hehe...sorry Harv...the sexiness...the sexiness got me...How in Gaea's name do you make it through an HOUR without jumping him? He is YUMMY...." The wolf's eye twitched in irritation. "Umm maybe because I'm not totally shameless nymphomaniac?!" The kitty giggled cutely and adopted an adorable smile. "Oh yeah!" The discussion was suddenly interrupted by a familiar grey fuzzy head popping in from nowhere...lecherous grin and eyes twinkling. Mrs. Sellow turned to Sammy with a dreamy expression. "Oh I KNOW sweety! Isn't he the smexiest little hunk of bird meat you EVER saw?!" The cat squealed in aggreement. "Oh-my-Gaea YES! Look at those feathers...those abs...mmmm...and those EYES!" The duo both squeal like schoolgirls as they excitedly discussed the raven's finest qualities. The poor raven looked absolutely PETRIFIED as he began to back away cautiously. Harvy shielded Gar with a furious possessive growl, holding her arms in the shape of a cross. "Back! Back you evil sucubi! No birdy for you!"

"Gaea! Honestly I can't believe you two!" The setting desert sun found the four totems sitting down to a late dineer, Harvy still agitated over the other two female's earlier antics. "Do you have ANY idea how uncofortable you're making Gar?!" The raven in question raised a talon in preperation to speak but was cut off. "Oh we didn't mean any harm sweety! Gar's fine! Aren't you honey?" Suddenly the center of attention, the raven nodded sheepishly. "See? No worries!" Harvy hung her head with a groan, shooting Gar a quick apologetic smile. He grinned warmly back. Sammy perked up with a grin. "So how about we discuss this trip hmm?" Mrs. Sellow nodded in agreement with the bobcat. "Yes we need to plan everything carefully. I want you kids to be safe." The three teens nodded obediantly. Mrs. Sellow went over the checklist, in full on 'mother' mode. "So you'll hike to the canyon and stay for three days?" Gar nodded politely. "Yes mam I have planned a simple course."

She nodded in acceptance. "Everyone has their cell phones?" The group nodded. "First aid kit?" Another nod. "Map?" Another nod. "Make sure you call every day alright?" Harvy sighed in exasperation. "We will mom..." The older wolf turned her attention to Gar. "Gar, your father is okay with everything?" He nodded sweetly. "Yes mam." The older wolf still looked concerned. "What if you get lost?" Harvy let out a groan. "GAEA mom...we'll be fine..." Gar interjects politely. "Please do not worry mam...I was born in the desert. I know the land by heart. I'm well versed at wilderness survival and being avian has the distinct advantage of a sort of 'built in G.P.S.' system. I can read the earth's magnetic field for navigation at any time." The wolf seemed pleased with the answer. Sammy was drooling again and staring at the raven hungrily...how she LOVED outdoorsmen... Harvy's brow twitched in agitation as she leant over to wave a paw before the zoned out cat. "Umm...Sammy? You're kind of turning your meatloaf into soup there..." No answer. The cat grinned deviously, a dreamy look on her face. "Take me now lovebird..." Harvy paled. "SAMMY!!!!!!"

Nightfall found the totems once more gathered in the living room, discussing sleeping arrangements, with Harvy going over the plans with Sammy. "Alright Sammy, Gar's gonna stay the night here for simplicity's sake. Then we'll head out tomorrow and pick up Corrie at her house. She's the other friend we invited that I told you about." The cat beamed at this. "Oh yeah! A sexy blue jay right?" Harvy groaned in exasperation. "I didn't say that Sammy..." Seeing Gar's uncomfortable gaze Harvy clarified. "Sammy's bi...and she's got a bird fetish...as I'm sure you've noticed Gar..." The cat pouted. "I can't help it! It's a predator/prey dominance...thing..." Harvy just patted the kitty on the head like a child, making her grumble cutely. "Anyways...we need to get to bed if we're going to get up on time..." Sammy interupted the wolf exitedly, jumping up and down raising her paw like a little kid begging to be called in class. "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Me! Me! He can sleep with me!" Harvy smacked the cat on the back of the head with a growl, dragging the dizzy feline away by the collar and calling back to the raven non chalantly over her shoulder. "Sammy's sleeping in my room. Good night Gar. The couch is ready for you...hope it's comfortable enough..."

Sammy pouted like a kitten, whining pitifully as she writhed in Harvy's grasp. "Awww...aren't you at LEAST gonna kiss him good night?" At this, suddenly Mrs. Sellow popped up beside the kitty with a puppy dog pout and sparkling eyes. Harvy's brow twitched. "Not with you two PERVS in the house!!!!!!" The older wolf sulked off to bed with a sad groan as the feline was dragged up the stairs by the younger wolf with her arms crossed in a pitiful pout. Gar blinked in awkward silence for several moments before crawling beneath the covers and staring at the cieling blankly. "All right...good night then..." He said awkwardly to the now silent room...

The lithe young form of the black she wolf writhes in ecstasy as the alabastor raven's skillful talons glide though her fur...He massages her flanks...finding her furry mounds and caressing in a sensual massage...The curve of her back presses to his softly feathered torso with exquisite warmth...and Incredible sensation...'Am I dreaming about...Harvy?' Gar thinks to himself in surprise. 'Yes...dear Gaea I am...but I NEVER have dreams of this nature...why now? Well...it is not that I don not find Harvy attractive...QUITE the contrary...Gaea I would be lying if I said I never THOUGHT about this...but typically my dreams are as controlled as my words and actions...always with a sense of propriety...' The wolf presses deeper into the raven...caressing his flesh...grinding against him... 'Dear Gaea! I swear I can actually FEEL her...I've never felt like this...ooohh...that's nice...AH!...She's...rubbing...ooohhh...' The wolf grinds faster...harder...letting out a moan of pleasure... 'WAIT! That is NOT Harvy's voice!'

Gar's eyes flew open in shock...and the vision that met them left him completely paralyzed... Inches from his parted beak was the slumbering face of a certain frisky feline... Chancing a look down he saw...DEAR GAEA...yup...there was no mistaking it...Sammy was under the covers with him...her arms...AND legs...were eveloping him in a full body hug as she slept blissfully...and she was COMPLETELY nude...her bare crotch rubbing against him...and his...'maleness'...had...'taken notice'...Dear Gaea...she was...wet.. Cataclysmic panic seized Gar like none he had EVER known. He could NOT see a successful way out of this. His writhing made the uncouncious feline cling tighter...and grind harder... DAMN...he was getting VERY aroused...this was NOT good... As he desperately wracked his brain for a method of escape, he saw an image that made his blood go as cold as ice... Harvy was glaring down at where he lay... with MURDEROUS rage in her eyes...

Gar's eyes widened in horror as the furious she wolf raised a paw... He winced as the blow came down...preparing for the worst... Sammy leapt off the sofa in a flash, screaming in pain. She glared at Harvy as she rubbed her injured head. "OOOOWWWW!!!!!! What gives Harv?! That hurt!!!!!!" The wolf glared daggers at the grumbling feline. Her voice was freezing. "Sammy?" The cat gulped as fear set in. "Y-yes?" The wolf moved closer. "HOW did you get loose?" The cat seemed to regain her composure and scoffed. "PLEASE Harv...you call those knots? You'd be horrible at bondage..." She stuck her tongue out teasingly. The she wolf growled. "Sammy...WHAT did I say about Gar?" The cat lowerd her ears. "Oh come on Harv I didn't mea-" The wolf cuts her off. "WHAT did I say?!" The cat looked at her footpaws like a scolded kitten. "...That kitty couldn't play with birdy..." Harvy's eyes narrowed more. "WHY?" The cat continued pitifully. "...Because birdy belongs to doggy..." Harvy nodded. "THAT'S RIGHT..." The cat cut her off in a bid to defend herself. "Okay! Okay! I hear ya Harv! But I wasn't gonna try anything! You know how I have trouble getting to sleep without a cuddle buddy..." She trailed off with a pitiful pout.

Harvy rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "Believe me...I KNOW...I still have nightmares about it..." The cat stared at her with a raised brow and a doubtful expression. "...Wet dreams you mean Harv...come on...you sure weren't complaining at the time..." The wolf's ears flattened as a furious blush seized her features. "I was in my first heat! I was just bi-curious!" An audible gulp turned the wolf's attention back to her silent mate. Gar was staring in abject, wide eyed horror...shakily pointing a talon at the still VERY nude cat casually standing in the open air... Harvy followed his gaze and slapped a paw to her face in exasperation. "DAMMIT SAMMY!!!!!! At LEAST put some damn pants on or something! DEAR GAEA!!!!" The cat folded her arms around her ample bust with a pout. "...You know I sleep in the buff Harv..." The wolf growled. "Not when my MATE is in the house you horny PERVERT!!" With a sigh the wolf grabbed a sheet and threw it over the nude feline before returning to her beloved corvid mate.

The wolf gave the raven a tender hug with a sigh. "Dear Gaea...sorry Gar...She's not usually THIS bad..." Harvy glared at the feline who just now managed to pop her head out of the sheet tangled over her...a cute 'playful kitty' look on her face. "Who me? Come on! I'm an angel!" The wolf rolled her eyes. "ANYWAYS...don't worry about it okay? This stuff is somewhat typical with her...I'm not mad..." She paused and shot a glare back at the feline currently making a toga out of the bed sheet draped over her. "...at YOU anyways..." Sammy just stuck her tongue out cutely. Harvy gave Gar a quick lick to the cheek before ushering the feline up the stairs. "...And YOU...I'll deal with later...For now you're going back to bed...in HANDCUFFS this time!" The cat licked her lips and grinned lewdly. "Oooooh...kinky Harv..." Ignoring her, Harvy forced her into the room and locked the door, once more leaving Gar in an impossibly awkward silence. The raven lay down...staring up in wide eyed shock for several long minutes. He took a deep, shuddering breath. "...I fear this will be a VERY long weekend..."