Hunter Or Hunted? Swift and Skunkhase

Story by Vebesmasher on SoFurry

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In memory of my dog Demi. May she rest in peace.

This hunter or hunted story was written for the two major people who inspired me to join the furry fandom.

Skunkhase belongs to ForcesWerwolf

Swift belongs to RenaAyama


Ugh. I open my eyes and sit up. I look around and see Skunkhase doing a face plant in the snow. Wait ... Snow? Cold and skunkbunnies with short fur don't mix. He may have fire powers but he can't use them while he's unconscious. I roll him over and he's freezing. I yell at him and shake him and he doesn't wake up. As they say, desperate times call for desperate measures. So I punch him in the face. He sits bolt upright and rubs his nose.

"What did you do that for?" He demands.

"You were unconscious and freezing." I reply.

"You could have just, put me in, a warmer place." He says looking at my belly.

"We are in the middle of a snowy forest, this is no time for vore!"

"You're right. So where are we?" He asked looking up at the starry sky. Hm. No moon. I didn't think it was a new moon tonight.

"Well judging from the snow and the types of trees, I think... Actually I have no idea."

CRACK! A rifle shot echoes in the distance, making us both jump.

"From the sounds of it these are some sort of hunting grounds." Skunkhase says.

"Exactly where we don't want to be." I finish.

"So Swift, where to now?"

"Towards that gunner."

"WHAT? WHY?"

"So we can beat them up and force them to help us escape."

He grins at me and I grin back. We start walking in the direction of the shot.

BOOM.

"That was definitely a shotgun." Skunkhase said.

"Just how many of these guys are there? Actually, maybe there's more furs. That would be good." I rambled.

"Well, there's about four or five different groups. Maybe more. A high powered rifle, shotgun and submachine gun in one over there. Right ahead is a hunting rifle, shotgun and another mystery guy. Over there is some weird thing I don't recognize along with a couple of shotguns and I heard pistols from behind us and over there." He said

I stared at him. "How do you know all this?" I ask.

"Well, I watched a video of Jeff explaining different sounds for different guns. I also watched one of him shouting at random objects. Funny stuff. Although in the background was that poster that was nailed to the post like at your house."

"Strange. Maybe the sick human who was offering rewards is the one running this."

"Could be. If so then we should find the other furs and work together."

KARACK!

"There's the high powered rifle again."

"Swift, let's get out of here."

"Alright."

Five minutes later, in the middle of my daydream about home in the arctic, a shotgun blows up a branch to my left. I turn and see four people following us. A couple had pistols, one had a shotgun and one had a rifle. We immediately start running and Skunkhase starts flinging fireballs behind us and I make a tree grab a guy. One of the fireballs hits the guy with the rifle and he drops to the ground trying to extinguish his burning face. I wish I could be more helpful but its hard to do anything major while running. I notice Skunkhase's fire beginning to dim already. This cold was definitely having an effect on him. I grow a vine out of the ground and grab the guy with a shotgun's leg. He tripped and Skunkhase flamed him. The guy with the rifle then shot a hole in my ear which hurt a lot and started dying my white fur red. Skunkhase's flame was almost transparent now and I knew that if Skunkhase kept this up for much longer than he wouldn't be able to warm himself. Then abruptly his flame stopped. And I grabbed him and threw us both to the ground. I quickly grew some thick vines between us and the hunters and set about creating an energy shield using the energy from the plants around me. Our lives now depended on my ability to draw energy from plants, but it wasn't long until the plants around me died. I felt Skunkhase shiver next to me and I had to wonder: How will we get out of this one?