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Yol sighed, night was falling quick now, she'd rode several miles

on horseback, but she was certain the animal couldn't go much further

and they both needed water. Up ahead she could smell water, with

a grin of excitement, "Gloriah, Jeniria water's up ahead. We can

drink our fill and maybe even have a bath!" Kicking her boots against

the horse they went into a fast gallop, once they were close to the

water, Yol pulled back on the reins, "Whoa girl, whoa!" and of course

Gloriah came to a stop.

Yol slid down off the mare and led her to the water by the reins.

Gloriah bent her head down and lapped up the water with her tongue,

thirsty as any horse could get and excited to be allowed to drink

from such a lovely river of water. Yol also drank till her thirst was

quenched by the cool water that she allowed into her digestive system.

Taking a rope Yol tied it around Gloriah's neck, it was

long enough to allow her to graze. Once she was certain that Gloriah

would not be able to run away and was able to graze the grass she

removed the clothing she now wore that disguised her as being

female and made one think she was a young male with a fresh

face, then proceeded to leap into the chilly water,

it was cold, but not overtly so. She even brought in Jeniria with

her. Earlier she'd found a bar of soap that Yannis had somehow slipped

in without her noticing.

With glee she began to lather the soap and clense herself of

the blood and dirt caked upon her body as well as her dolls. She

hadn't taken notice of the light in the distance signillaing there

was a house somewhere a couple miles ahead. Nor did she see the male

Jaguar fur hanging by his wrists naked as the day he was born

on a tree limb. She was to absorbed in her bathing as she scrubbed

herself with a piece of cloth now lavthered in soap.

Yol ran the cloth over her pert young breasts slowly as her mind

focused on what the future held. She would get her revenge,

rescue Torry and whoever else who had been taken prisoner

from her village. She didn't notice that she was paying particular

attention to her nipples that stood erect as though she were

aroused, but if she knew she'd put it down to the fact that she

was somewhat cold, especially if she knew there was a male

present even if he hadn't noticed her quite yet. Then shaking

her head she once more focused on the task at hand as she ran

the cloth over her abdomen scrubbing her legs and feet, giving

a little giggle here and there as it tickled in some areas. Finally

she came to the last part of her body she washed, the mound between

her thighs. Remembering what had happened last night she wanted

to scrub away again and again at that tender area, but knew better

and slowly began to wash away anything, dirt, blood or cum that

might be caught in her fur around that area.

Gar hearing splashes about nearby opened his eyes, they widened,

seeing the child there. She seemed slightly familiar though he

could not recall where he had met her, she was nearly squeaky clean

and he hadn't seen her doll as it was on a rock now on the other side

of the shore getting dried. He was certain she'd be going in the

direction of the house that Delieah and Snicker lived in and he

couldn't bare the thought of someone so young going through such

a tragic thing. He called out a muffled word meant to be hey,

but it came out more like, "Hemph." He wanted to get her

attention to warn her, even though he was entranced by

watching her cleanse herself in such a private area, he

felt himself becoming aroused by growled at himself inwardly.

He knew he shouldn't be feeling or thinking about such things,

he just wanted to help her get away before they found her.

Apparently she was to young and even if she were not, he

had nothing to offer her and apparently with the look in

her eyes at times, she had a mission of her own.

Yol shot from the water like a startled doe being stalked by

hunters, dropping the clothe and the soap somewhere

within the ripples of the river. . She hid behind the horse and

dressed haphazardly. "Whose there?"

Gar just made other muffled noises. Causing Yol to become irritated.

She waded herself and Gloriah across, with Jeniria on the back of

the saddle. She wasn't going to be frightened off by some prankster.

Once on the other side she saw some form by a tree and stepping

closer, her eyes widened. "What are you doing without your clothes

on?" she looked up at him and saw his eyes, they were watery,

frightened and familiar though she swear that she wouldn't be able

to forget such a handsome face like his, tanned to a golden bronze

by the sun and hair ebony with streaks of a lighter color. She noticed

the tail and ears, a Jaguar furre. She began to quake in fear, then

banished it, he didn't appear to be the same he was a furre, not

an anthro, nor did he seem beastly or cruel. He too looked as though

he'd been through things as horrid as herself even if that were not

the case someone had tied him to the tree and left him there gagged.

She had to mount Gloriah in order to remove the gag, then she had

to stand with a knife taken from her pocket to cut the rope.

Gar fell to the ground on his feet then hands and knees as he gasped

for air having held it while she used the knife. "Thank you, I am

at your mercy ma'am."

Yol, "You saw me. It would have been far better for a gentleman

to close his eyes even if he could not turn around."

"I am sorry, but... if you go up to their house they will do the

same to you. When I saw you it made me think that if I could get

your attention maybe I could save you from them. I am there slave."

"Why don't you run away."

"I know no one, nor where to go, and am afraid they would take

me back to them." he stood up and looked for his clothes, someone

earlier had come to laugh at him and take all the clothes back

to the house.

Yol seeing his dilema was glad she had packed some of Yannis's

sons clothes from when he was older, but they still looked to small

for this male. She handed him a pair of trousers none the less.

They fit his waist, but quite a bit of his legs were shone. A shirt

would not fit him though, he was much more muscular and had a wider

breth of shoulder than it appeared Yannis's sons had had. "You know,

I'm young and a female alone. Perhaps I'll be in need of a body-guard.

Perhaps you would do me the honor of being that for having saved

you from these horrid people if you come with me. I don't know if

Gloriah could hold both our weights though, so you'd have to walk

until we came somewhere where we could buy you a mount and some

clothes."

Gar looked up at her his eyes shimmering, he'd never dreamed

someone would care enough to want to help him get away, but what

if she wanted more, but then she was alone save for the mare

and she was small and young. Maybe he could go with her and protect

her and she would be his salvation. "I'd like that ma'am, I'd be

mighty grateful, but how do you know if you can trust me."

"I don't know, but I know this, no one deserves to go through

what you apparently did. Take a quick bath and we'll be on our way.

And please don't call me ma'am I plan to get into the army and trust

me on this, they don't allow females in so I have to make them think

I'm male alright?"

Gar nodded in understanding. Maybe this army she talked about would

let him in, whatever it was. Although it brought to mind an image

of men in suits marching down the street while he sat beside

some man in a strange suit with something golden sitting on his head.

He shook himself mentally, no use in remembering what might not

be real.

Yol smiled, "Good. Now take the bath and we'll be on our way."

Gar of course complied then redressed and followed her to the house,

was she going to turn him in to them. Then when they were close

they moved across the front lawn and into the forest on the otherside,

where no one had dared go before, even himself, but with Yol he felt

that he shouldn't, couldn't be afraid, because he had to protect her.

She was perhaps to young for him, but if he wasn't careful he was

sure he'd end up falling in love with her, if he already hadn't

by now. He could hear Delieah and Snicker yelling after him, they'd

seen them go into the forest, but they daren't go in themselves. He

grinned and whooped, "Free at last. Thank you, thank you so much

ma'am, uh I mean sir!"

Yol smiled, "The name is Yolanda. You can call me Yol."

He nodded and took her extended hand in his and gently kissed

the back of it, wondering why he'd felt that was the thing to do

even though he'd never done it or seen it done before, unless it was

something of the mysterious past he could no longer remember. "Gar,

at your service."

They smiled at one another, they'd escaped with their lives in tact

he was certain for one reason or another, kindred spirits in a way

perhaps they each thought even if the circumstances were not the same.

Together they'd make it they both were certain, they'd remain by

one anothers side come what may.

Gar's only thought was, 'What will happen when she finds out what

I am, what I turn into when the full moon is out... somehow I have

to make sure she doesn't know, for I'm sure she'll think me hidious

and wish me dead.' But right now he was to happy and would save that

thought for another day, as together they escaped to a new future

not knowing what lay ahead, but believing in hope.