Alone Part one.
"In the passing of time we view all things as both a beginning and end. In the times that we are the happiest we see things as a beginning without an end and when we are distraught we see things in and end without a beginning. It's in these times that things that are meant for pain and suffering are used: Guns,knives, swords, poison, and yes even are selfs.
We are powerless to stop these things and we have no choice but to stop and pick up the shattered remains. We are forced to deal with the lost of loved ones and we are in a sense the same as the weapon..used.
We are forced to think over. We are forced to wash. Clean. We are forced to do things we never want to do. Buy flowers and our best dresses. "
The female cheetah said. Her fur was a soft golden brown with darker spots. She had rings around the spots. Her left ear was pierced and her right had a bite missing out of it. She had a few scars showing on her arms. Mostly self inflicted were the fur couldn't grow. Her eyes were a soft blue. And her black dress marked the grave side well. It was over cast but not raining. She had no makeup on or special things. She looked both the most plain and the most entrancing out of all the others there. She turned slowly as she laid a rose onto the open coffin top.
"Are we the tools or are we the weapon?" She asked a final time as she went back in line.
An older female cheetah got up holding the paw of an even older male cheetah. The female's eyes were blood shot and puffy from crying. She had blue eyes and larger rings around her spots. her fur a more brown then gold. Her dress was black like her daughters.
"Today we are saying good by to tony..." She said before breaking down again. The older male holder her. He had on a full suit. a blood red tie. His eyes a green. He had no rings around his spots. Though his fur was a brown.
"Our son...killed him self in blind rage and we are gathered here to say goodbye... He spoke in a hurt voice.
"The weather may not hold out much longer....and we are still in a deep grievance..."
He was being strong. He had to be.
"Lets all go inside..he...he wouldn't want us to get sick... He cared to much for us.." The father said as he ushered his crying female.
The crowd of cheetahs slowly nodded as they remained silent. As they got inside almost on cue it started to rain. Only one was out side... The sister.
"Brother..." She sat on her knees next to the coffin. Her tail curled around her leg as she slowly rubbed the coffin.
"It's almost time... I will never see you again..."
She shut her eyes. The rain soaking her fur down as she cried. Her tears leaving no marks as she put her head against the coffin.
"I know this is goodbye...I know you wouldn't like seeing me like this...yet...not even a note.."
She whispered.
"Only a knife with your blood...you damned fool even had your suit on..."
She slowly let out her short claws as she began to scratch into the wood.
"Why didn't you tell anyone... Why did you never say when you were hurt..."
She smirked softly.
"Because you would have put others into dismay." She said. Her mind making a mental projection of her dead brother.
He was taller then her by a few inches. His eyes a teal. His fur was a dark brown with Golden rings and light spots. He had no scars. His ears were perfect. And his suit pristine. He stood next to her as she could hear his voice. Almost see the mud give way to his forever bare feet.
"Sister why are you out here. It's raining you will catch a cold..." He said in his forever emotionless and sweet voice.
"Its your funeral brother...I don't care if I-" She was cut off.
"No buts...I'm your older brother... You will do as I say. Up...up..come on now." He said as he bent over. his ghostly paws gripping her shoulder as she lifted her self.
"Thats a good girl... come on... lets get you inside and to bed you don't seem too good at all." He spoke as he gently ushered her inside.
She as always just smiled softly as she nodded her head doing as her brother told her. She went inside to her family saying no words.
The casket was slowly put into the ground. Her mark unseen by any eyes as it was covered over. Her tail laying limp as she cried softly. "brother..."
"Now now my death sister..." His voice rang in her head. "None of that.." She laid her head onto the air.
She could feel his warmth and smell his scent. He always smelled of the sea. She gave just a light purr as she could hear his hear beat and his own purr.
"Brother.." She whispered.
He slowly wrapped his arms around her as he lead her like that through the building. "Come sister. lets find you a bed..."
She shut her eyes holding the very deep purr.
"Sister...were here.." He whispered into her ears. "She was looking at her own bed as she sighed softly" And were is my big brother going to sleep?"
"As always little sister...in you..and next to you.." he said pushing her onto the bed.
She quickly drew off her dress as she was pinned on her back. "brother..." she whispered before getting a deep kiss.
She could feel her walls being pushed into. Her g-spot being brushed and rubbed like a tooth was by a toothbrush. Her muzzle once open bitting into her brothers chest. her tong licking at his nipple ring and her free paw rubbing the other. She felt him using her. Her ears picking up the words he used to draw himself closer making her his bitch. His lover. His love. He begged her to take his child and she screamed yes.
She panted and whimpered and begged him. She cried when he came into her womb. She cried in joy as she hugged him tightly. She fell to the side as she kissed him deeply smothering her self with his hot breath and sweaty scent. She passed out in pure bliss knowing her brother would have no wet dreams or morning wood since he had her.
When the morning light broke. Her right paw was deep in her sex. Her pillows a mess. Her bed was a mess as she soon started to cry. Had it all been a dream? or was she starting to go insane...
"Brother..." She whispered. Nothing spoke back.