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This was a commissioned story I got from Cheetahs a while back and forgot to repost. He did a great job putting this together and I was quite astonished at how it turned out :) I'm going to include much of his original prelude to the story as well, starting below. Artwork is of Halyn by a friend of my on deviantART, KeesaRokuri: http://keesarokuri.deviantart.com/ and the original can be found here: http://keesarokuri.deviantart.com/

"Alright! Big story incoming, so prepare thy chairs, drinks and munchies, cause a storm's a comin'

HELLO DEAR READERS! I welcome you to a new, extra long story written and provided by your one and only Cheetahs. This little monster was born after Xander Dragunov decided to get a sweet and engaging story for his babies, the Lorcaelans.

What would those strange creatures be, precious? Dragons? Mutated kitties?To put it short, it's an original species created by the same Xander Dragunov and his mate Rendezvous_Riot. Lorcaelans are a combination of many things. In Xander's own words, 'They are a mixture of Thylacine/Fox/Otter with a bit of inspiration taken from Gryphons/Peacocks/Birds for the tail. These guys are feral only, we do not have an official anthro version of a Lorcaelan, yet, nor are they naturally anthro.'

Thank you very much for the info tidbit, Xander, and thank you too Message Box for saving me the fifteen seconds to type all that by myself. The story offers visual information about Lorcaelans, but nothing is as effective as a picture, so you'll get a few refs attached at the end of this exquisite rambling. You want them now? I am sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not done with you yet! Please bear with this kitty for a few more paragraphs. Err...sentences. Yes. I'm not going to ramble on for hours (even though I can!)

This story, like the animals it involves, is a lot of things. Inside you will find the hardships and the doubts that come along with the inability to fit in. As a hermaphrodite, Halyn struggles to find a mate that will accept hir for who shi is. Love is not unknown to hir. After spending a few blissful days with a male, Halyn deserts his den. Plagued by self doubts and fears, shi embarks on a 20.000 word long quest to find love, tenderness, along with the strength to go on.

Will shi succeed? Is love forever out of reach for a lorca who has been shunned and taunted just because shi's different? Read and find out! The story is rather long, but please do not be discouraged by that. If you embark on this quest along with me, I promise you a very warm and fulfilling story that will touch you just the way it touched me. I'm speaking about feelings, not the pervy kind touch you're probably thinking right now.

Kink warning: There are several sex or self pleasuring scenes spread throughout this story. The tag list has everything you need to know. All the pairings will take place as the story progresses, and I tried to write the tags in the order they happen. Lets see if SoFurry keeps it that way."

Favs and Votes are greatly appreciated :) Especially on the original piece, linked here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/757113

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Refs for all the protagonists in the order of their appearance:

Halyn's Ref http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k231/Aldaris_Falconwing/SSP021HalynMidWinterWM_zps0ee51bcf.jpg

Keaira's Ref http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k231/Aldaris_Falconwing/SSP018KeairaWinterWM_zps621a8d92.jpg

Callder's Ref http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k231/Aldaris_Falconwing/SSP003CallderWM_zps36b24903.jpg

Species Info:

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http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k231/Aldaris_Fal...

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(Mostly) SFW Anatomy Sheet:

http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k231/Aldaris_Fal...

NSFW Anatomy Sheet:

http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k231/Aldaris_Fal...

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Halyn wobbled across the grassy incline of the eastern coast. Shi put a stunted paw before the other, huffing softly with each step. Tiredness, as painful as it was, did not ache as much as hir thoughts. With each blade of grass bent beneath hir webbed paws, another regret resurfaced. They were many now, more than the rocks and the small flora flourishing around the little hill shi was climbing.

Halyn kept on walking. Another step. Then another. Just one more awkward, unbalancing step to carry the weight of hir malformed bulk. Any stranger would say shi looked like an ordinary lorcaelan from a distance. A straight tuft of fur flowed across hir spine, following the shrinking black spots of hir rump until it met a tail as long as the creature's body. Its white underside contrasted with the blacks streaked over the top. It was the same dark color that outlined the feathers decorating the end of the creature's luxurious tail. The colorful plumes were the pride of every lorcaelan, and Halyn's were unique. Like hir body, hir tail was split in half, one side bearing azure markings on a snowy background while the other had purples dancing around with the blacks on a field of grey, the effects of winter starting to loosen their hold as hir coat started phasing out for the upcoming mating season.

Halyn flared hir tail feathers for extra balance and kept on trudging forward. Shi tried to block hir mental turmoil, but it was futile. Callder's words came to mind, warming hir blood even further. The kind words that left his lips last night were more nourishing than the great groupers they ate inside their cozy den. For a few, blissful moments, Halyn felt normal. Ordinary. Wanted.

She chuffed hir annoyance and planted hir right paw into the ground so hard she stumbled. The earth rushed to meet hir. Halyn gathered whatever momentum shi could and leaped. Shi had a certain grace in the air, but not on land. The ground tripped hir limbs and shi ended up just the same: splayed on hir belly like a careless kit.

Halyn scrambled up and climbed the rest of the gentle incline. It took great effort and strain to cover the meager distance, but it was worth it.

It was worth it to take another peek eastward, towards the Sky Tear lake. Somewhere along the northern branch was Callder's den. The same den that offered so many pleasures was now the reason for Halyn's departure. Hir tail met the ground and hir ears drooped with the weight of remorse. That den offered warmth and shelter, whereas the evening wind only brought the sharp chill of late winter. The den's inhabitant warmed and fed Halyn, while the grass had a cold, insignificant touch.

He loved you. He cared for you. And how do you repay his kindness? By leaving, absent any word or notice. Halyn bared hir fangs. Few things aggravated hir more than those gloomy thoughts. They resurfaced every time hir conviction faltered, and cut deeper than any fang or claw had the right to.

"I did the right thing," Halyn bowed hir head in acknowledgement and turned hir gaze towards the rolling hillside. Shi couldn't allow emotions to get in the way. Shi had been in the same situation too many times already, and shi learned. "He needs a mate to bear his joeys and a hunting companion to feed his kits. I was just a burden..." shi took a few more steps, struggling for proper balance. A mighty, drawn-out sigh escaped hir lengthy muzzle. "A stunted burden that can't even walk. Callder is better off without me."

Shi said the same words in the morning and the evening of this day, but somehow even they lost their warmth. No matter how much shi tried, reassurance always slid through hir paws like a minnow. Frustrated and annoyed with hir weakness, Halyn continued hir journey southwest, away from Callder's territory. Shi was a wanderer, and chose to remain as such. Settling only inflicted more pain and crippling doubts. What lorcaelan wanted hir? Who would agree with hir condition, if even hir form was at odds with itself? Halyn blinked, accepting the thoughts without resistance. Shi was one of a kind as far as shi knew. Maybe it was hir fate to remain that way. If shi learned something from hir family, it was that certain secrets were better off untold or buried deep, beyond anyone's reach.

The sun acquired the gentle warmth of late evening when hunger started getting really bothersome. Halyn sniffed the air, taking in the sweet scent of the lake. No other lorcaelans were around. Callder's territory was quite large. It already took Halyn two lazy, drawn out days to travel away from his den. Despite hir promise of walking on land to avoid any potential encounter with Callder, shi remained near the coast should any danger arise. Hir broad tail, sleek constitution and webbed paws were made for swimming, and shi wet them soon enough.

Halyn tumbled down the hill in a way that lacked any grace or expertise, collected hirself once she reached flat ground, and ran the remaining distance. Water's cold touch never felt so soothing. Shi jumped in with a joyful trill, splashing in a burst of flying droplets. Shi welcomed the cold shock of the liquid and kicked hir paws, toes flared for greater mobility.

Swimming was a lot easier than walking. Water flowed around hir instead of tripping and stinging the pads of hir paws. Halyn submerged. No fish graced hir gaze. They rarely adventured so close to the shallows. Halyn did a quick loop and poked hir white head above the water, ears twitching. Shi had an appetite for fish, but this was still Callder's territory. Better shi leave him and his prey alone for good.

Shi faced south and paddled softly, sliding across the water's surface with calm, measured movements. Swimming relaxed hir like nothing else, and for a minute shi thought about that ridiculous penance. Walking on land? What Iskan did that? Halyn snapped hir jaw with amusement and surged forward, turning hir trip into a more pleasurable affair. The shallows were not known for their bounty, so she took towards the greater depths. Schools of fish shied away from hir path, scattering between the jagged ridges of the seabed. Halyn was not interested in hunting, at least not until the sun acquired the ruddy flames of late evening. That's when shi had the fortune of stumbling upon one of the quickest groupers shi had the pleasure of chasing. Shi followed the slippery fish until hir paws became numb with effort, then sunk hir fangs into its tail. The pest struggled against hir grip, but claws robbed his gift of sight and fangs took its life quicker than it expected.

Halyn grabbed hir prize between hir forepaws and swam back to the shore. It had a good size, this prey, better suited for two lorcas. Halyn snarled at yet another thought of Callder and paddled quicker, welcoming the bitter sting of over burned muscles. Physical pain healed and subsided a lot faster.

Once shi reached the shore, Halyn dropped the big grey fish and looked around. This area looked strangely unfamiliar. The stony beach looked barren and uninviting with craggy hills rising in the distance. The land was still lush and sported a few bushes here and there, but it looked too exposed. Anything could be prowling the grasses, and Halyn would barely know.

Shi grabbed hir weighty fish in hir mouth and advanced inland, wobbling from one side to the other. Movement on land bothered hir as much as the creeping cold of the evening. The sun vanished, leaving behind a legacy of fiery clouds that lacked any heat or comfort. Lorcaelans rarely slept in the open, where other predators or their own kin got the better of them. Halyn needed a den, and the quicker shi found it, the better.

The rugged terrain posed certain problems. Halyn took frequent breaks, keeping hir ears perked and hir spine tuft flared. Rarely shi felt so panicky. Food had a way of attracting the wrong kind of attention, and the time spent with Callder shoved the edge off hir carefulness. Shi got used to the dangers of the unclaimed territories, but after tasting comfort and safety, loneliness lost part of its luster. Halyn squeezed hir jaws harder, piercing into the entrails of the grouper. Ooze flew between hir lips, fresh and succulent. 'Great ... another invitation for foxes or other lorcaelans'. Halyn slapped hir tail to the sides, venting hir frustration before picking up the pace. No use dwelling on the past. Shi was a nomad now, and had to make do with what shi had.

The sky turned almost black and crickets started singing their dreary serenades. Halyn shuffled through the vegetation, sniffing. Shi found the branches of a river just before darkness fell, and managed to follow it up the craggy hills. Shi traced the stream all the way to a small pond nestled at the peak of an uneven hill and walked around the rocky outcrops, eyes wide with awareness and fatigue. Shi managed to make out forms, and the half-moon aided hir search. Halyn squeezed hirself between nooks and holes, chuffing hir irritation whenever the shelter proved too uncomfortable. Shi found the right one just several tails away from the pond. It had the semblance of a cave, carved directly into the rocky outcrop. Halyn took a few whiffs, making sure nobody inhabited it before crawling inside. The cave was rather tight, but the length offered plenty of space for a single lorcaelan.

With a blissful trill, Halyn snuggled inside and curled hir lengthy tail around hirself. Shi was too tired to groom hirself before resting, and too hungry to rest. Placing the fish between hir front paws, shi licked along the scaly hide four times before opening its soft belly. The succulent meat was soft and juicy, and the organs more sweet than metallic. Shi flicked hir tongue around the insides, slurping every bit of nutrients while shi ripped and chewed on the soft meat. Halyn paused, licked hir muzzle thrice, then dove back into hir meal.

Shi was in a den not unlike this one four nights ago. Callder returned from his midnight hunts, boasting and whooping at the size of his catch. The big furhead always brought more than a single fish, as If he could eat more than that! Halyn did not even respond to his calling. Shi just darted to meet him, licking and kissing all over his muzzle. Callder was slightly surprised back then. He denied it, but Halyn knew excitement when shi saw -and smelled- it.

Shi blinked, clearing the memory from hir thoughts. Shi chose to leave. Pondering upon the past was futile and painful. The taste of the fish proved to be an effective distraction until the stream of thoughts quickened its flow. Callder led Halyn to his den. He took the lead, like the cocky male he was, and brushed his tail against Halyn's muzzle for a reason only he understood. Halyn brushed the luxurious feathers away. Shi was a lot more preoccupied with Callder's bulging erection and that delicious mix of arousal and fertility filling hir nostrils. Of course shi followed him. Shi was weak back then, giving in to temptations too easily.

Ripping into the fish, Halyn swallowed another chunk. Hir hind paws tensed, scratching the stone briefly as hir tail twitched, brushing over hir clenching lips. A heat bloomed underneath, so terrible and consuming it scared hir to explore it further. Shi slinked hir tail underneath a front paw, licking and preening the durable feathers at the end of it. Distraction. That was what shi needed. As long as hir throbbing length remained tucked inside the pouch and hir female parts were protected by hir pressing tail, shi was safe from arousal. Maybe.

Possibly.

Halyn yelped softly, so long and drawn out it resembled a moan. Hir heart quickened its beats, accelerating those dreadful pulsations within hir nethers. Hir member was fully erect now, demanding freedom with each furious throb while hir lower lips became slicker than the fish shi caught. Halyn squeezed hir eyes shut. Hir front paws grappled one another, scratching around the pads and the digits until it hurt. Shi couldn't succumb to the arousal. Shi was strong. Shi was...

...Callder's mate. Or could have been. The memories returned, ramming past hir pathetic resistance. Callder dropped his fishies and turned around so quickly, Halyn almost fell. He steadied hir with a strong paw though, and the kiss he planted with that long tongue of his was wet and warm and delightful, one of the most fulfilling shi ever received. Halyn trilled happily. Hir tongue poked out, dripping with saliva as it wiggled and brushed around nothingness. Shi wanted to feel that warmth again. Touch the comforting insides of Callder's maw. Lick and taste the fangs that protected and hunted for hir. Halyn chirped and trilled, again and again before shutting hir rebellious mouth. Shi was alone because shi made a choice.

Or was shi? Halyn blinked a few times. Shi felt strange. Dizzy. Needy. Hir aroused mind gained complete control over hir senses. Callder was no longer a suppressed memory, but a presence, warming and cuddling against hir with his warm, comforting bulk. Halyn pressed the base of hir tail closer to the oozing lips. She jerked it once, and yelped as a gush of hot liquescence fled her rebellious walls. They twitched and rubbed their silky folds against the short fur, urging deeper contact. Callder would have made a comment about the mess.

He would have also licked hir clean of every last drop of liquid heat, poking that muscular tongue inside with soft, considerate thrusts.

The fantasy was too much to bear. Halyn tensed against another eruption, muzzle contorting with strained arousal. This one slithered under hir belly, so hot and powerful shi had to struggle to contain it. Hir body tensed and jerked violently as three gushes spurted out of hir feminine sex. Halyn thrust, scrapping hir claws against the stone. Hir member yanked from the confines of the oppressive pouch, spewing its own squirts of precum. They shot across Halyn's forehead, wetting hir snarling muzzle as shi craned hir neck towards hir privates. The urge to mate and release that consuming burden became dire and insatiable. Stronger than any hunger it was, and harder than any conviction. If Halyn had any trepidation before, it was completely shattered now, when both his sexes were fully exposed. Hir eyes were wide with drenching lust, and hir paws almost trembled with excitement.

In one, quick shove, Halyn dug hir nose into hir gaping sex. Wild, fertile scents filled hir nostrils, stoking hir lust even further. The lips trembled and shuddered at the contact with hir nose, then parted in wake of the hungry tongue. A blissful shock erupted and dashed across hir form as the oversensitive walls gripped the invading appendage. Halyn couldn't hold it in. Shi squirted yet again, shooting hir own fragrance down hir tongue. Shi slurped and ate the rich fluid, teeth clattering with elation. Hir vagina always was easily stimulated. Callder expressed his interest in mounting hir quite often, but Halyn never gave in so easily. Hir unique nature was an asset. And advantage shi could use to pester Callder for all the affection and lust he inflicted upon hir. Back at Callder's den, Hallyn protected hir female parts like a mother protected her kits, driving poor Callder to the point of madness. He huffed like an enraged beast, oozing traces of pre from his exposed member. He wanted to mount. He was desperate for it.

And Halyn denied him. Shi denied him until Callder dove between hir flanks and licked at hir own, aroused member. Halyn was unprepared for the jolt of pleasure coursing through hir body.

Almost as unprepared as shi was now, tongue deep inside hir own slit. She breathed through hir mouth to avoid inhaling that delightful scent, but failed quite horribly. Hir tongue hardly remained restless, wriggling and twitching inside hir overflowing sex until another squirt greeted hir drenched muzzle. Halyn pulled hir tongue out, so quick shi underestimated the intense friction. Clenching hir sex with a loud moan, shi suppressed what was about to be the quickest climax ever experienced.

Huffing, Halyn took a few moments to still hir pounding heart. It merely quickened. The lack of something long and hard inside hir needy lips became as desperate as the urge to mount. Halyn had no idea which need to solve first. Both pressed hir like a male ramming inside hir, or a female squeezing her tight passage around hir two-headed penis.

Halyn yowled, a greedy and desperate noise as shi curled around hirself. Hir nose hovered above hir slit, and the pads of a forepaw got slick with the fluids from hir lubricated member. Shi rubbed the paw around the sensitive heads to find the proper position, then plunged hir long tongue back inside hir scalding slit.

The pleasure took hir harder and quicker than shi ever took Callder inside his own den. Shi only prodded his tailhole, testing it with hir heads before thrusting gently. He took that surprisingly well for someone who only expressed his interest in mounting and not the other way around. Halyn continued thrusting, and with each rocking of hir hips inside the vivid memories, shi slid hir tongue in and out of hir weeping lips. Each plunge felt better than the last, stirring hir elation like nothing else. Shi thrust, folds constricting around hir tongue while hir paw pressed against the flaring heads of hir member. The twin stimulation cut hir breath and speckled hir vision with colored stars. It felt too intense. Too savage.

Halyn yowled. Next time shi breathed, another load of juices fled hir holes, trailing down hir tongue and fur in strands of transparent slime. Halyn panted. The air felt cold on hir slime coated tongue, an annoying contrast to hir dry throat. Shi wanted to swallow something a lot richer than mundane saliva, and a male's seed was just the thing. Hir thoughts flew back to Callder. In hir memories, that was where the mating stopped. Halyn never found the courage to pierce him. That hole was not meant for such acts, and was unaccustomed to the unique anatomy of a lorcaelan's genitals. Shi was weak back then, and carried the regret and lust with hir until this very moment, when shi found hirself standing on the precipice of release.

Halyn took no more precautions and threw away every hesitation. Shi slid hir tongue all the way in, deeper than shi ever attempted before. Hir tunnel collapsed around the intrusion, tensing with one mighty throb. That was when shi thrust. Hir member pushed into the paw so hard its heads split. A webbed digit found itself inside the most sensitive of sanctuaries, rubbing the untouched area between the heads with a soft, trembling motion.

Halyn couldn't hold it in. Hir tongue wriggled its tip and caressed hir insides too quickly while hir member tensed harder than ever, ready to expel its load. Halyn squeezed hir eyes shut. Shi felt on the verge of passing out, with all that blood and pleasure welling inside hir tensing form. A beast awakened inside hir belly, so hot and fierce it melted every clenching muscle and obliterated every attempt at resistance.

With one, reverberating yowl, Halyn surrendered to the surge of untamed bliss and burst with the wildness of the raging sea. Stars danced inside hir strained eyes, flickering into two vivid scenarios. One Callder thrust his raging member into Halyn's throat while the other pushed back into Halyn's hindquarters, moaning with delight. Shi literally suckled and mounted at the same time, and hir efforts were quickly rewarded with a most intense release.

Hir clenching lips tensed and squirted hard against hir muzzle, driving the fluids deep into hir throat. Halyn swallowed quickly. In hir mind, it was not hir juices shi took, but Callder's thick and fertile seed. Shi gulped down again and again, while hir member throbbed and spat. Ropes of equally rich semen spurted from each head in turns, wetting the stone with mighty splashes. Halyn flexed hir paw, pressing harder upon hir member. Shi had to be as tight as Callder's tailhole, and filled better than hir own overflowing muzzle.

With muffled growls and wails, Halyn pumped out hir scalding burden. Riptides of untamed pleasure washed across hir form like tongues of wet flames. Releasing at the same time was a delight for the senses, and the lucid fantasy prolonged the climax even further. Halyn rarely tasted the joy of mounting or the fragrance of another male's seed. Despite mating and eating out hirself, shi climaxed long and hard, encouraged by Callder's memory. Shi thrust deep into him, filling his hole to the brim. He howled good, milking hir member for all its worth until streams turned to trickles. This is how mating was. Wild and loving, taking its toll until both partners were spent.

Once hir climax subsided, Halyn took a quick breath, choking on hir own liquescence. Shi retrieved hir tongue, spurting a glob of late climax and spat the excess fluid. A veritable puddle gathered under hir spiked chin, wetting the stone as well as hir own fur. Halyn licked around the puddle briefly, slurping a bit more of hir own release. It was somewhat sweet and enticing, and shi would have slurped every last drop if hir head didn't pound so hard.

With great effort, Halyn straightened hir body, yelping softly when hir seed coated paw disengaged from the retreating member. It spat three faint gushes, wetting hir muzzle with a stronger, bittersweet flavor. Halyn licked it all. Shi followed the member all the way into the pouch, circling the sensitive ridges surrounding the twin holes. She poked hir tongue inside each, then trailed it between the rift separating them. The jolt of warmth was unexpected, and the stimulation too sudden. Feeling another pounding climax approach, Halyn pressed both forepaws against the pouch and humped quickly. Hir burning muscles clenched with painful fatigue. Four thin streams splashed inside hir protective pouch, warming it with slick, savory semen.

Halyn snarled softly, then dropped on the wet stone. Hir eyes became heavy as the stone around hir, and awareness fled hir senses faster than shi came.

Morning found hir groggy and indisposed. Halyn cracked an eye open, then the other, slits narrowing in the fiery sunlight piercing through the cracks. Early morning, judging by the flaming beams. Most of hir kind were out of their dens, fishing, playing, or patrolling their territories by this time, whereas Halyn was a pile of lazy paws and limp tail feathers. Shi yawned widely, licking hir muzzle. Hir tastes still lingered between the whiskers, mixing with the taste of fish. Halyn bowed hir head, eyes narrowing at the scraps. They smelled as bad as hir damp underbelly. Pushing hir head under a hind leg, Halyn pushed hir nose inside the pouch and licked hir sensitive lips. They still twitched in acknowledgement at the slick warmth, but lacked the fiery passion of yesterday's night. Halyn didn't even think of another orgasm. Shi flicked hir tongue lazily, too tired to even groom hirself.

Shi quit after a dozen strokes. There was not only hir sex to clean, but the whole underside, four paws, and a tail on top of that. Water worked quicker, and provided a much better motivation to wake up than a few enticing licks.

Shi pushed hirself up, yawned widely to expose her upper fangs and the double pair that protruded from hir lower jaw, and stretched hir stiff limbs. Hir blood quickened, enhancing hir dulled awareness. Mornings rarely were this bad for lorcaelans, but then again, not all of them stood late at night to wet their dens with liquid lust.

Halyn left hir den and greeted the sun with a happy chirp. Two small birds flew away from the grass, disappearing in the clear morning sky. Halyn licked hir dry nose and sniffed the air. While hir hearing was delicate enough to pick up distant sounds -thanks to a lorcaelan's perky ears- scents offered a better confirmation of what was around. Halyn forgot to mark hir den last night, and luck had it that another lorcaelan was resting nearby.

Whimpering softly, Halyn followed the scent trail. Shi didn't have to search for long to find both the source of the splashing shi picked up earlier and the scent's owner. As expected, settled near the bank of the pond, another lorcaelan stood. Her grey tail hung low, hiding the gem-like markings decorating the upper side of her tailfeathers. Halyn crouched in the grass, slightly fearful. This lorcaelan had a lot more to it than a lazy tail. Hir spine tuft bore the darkness of the night, flowing all the way to its ears, which had the grey touch of the summer coat added amidst the dark streaks. The lower half of its body, like its paws, was a light shade of grey streaked with slim tongues of black flame, giving her a rather unique appearance. Halyn had few encounters with Highland lorcaelans. They kept to their habitat, and shi kept to hir coastlines.

At least until now. What was a highland lorcaelan doing so close to the pond? It didn't show much interest in the body of water, unless flinging rocks counted. Each time the rocks splashed, Halyn twitched, Shi was nervous around strangers, but the black headed lorcaelan remained still as the surface of the lake. Was it sleeping? Watching? Stalking? Halyn could not know until shi approached...If shi wanted to get so close to a predator of hir own species that was taller, stronger, faster, and a lot more adept on land than shi was. Shi remained in the grass, tail swishing nervously. Keeping a territory was as redundant as meeting the other lorca. Shi would leave both sooner or later, and only make more memories and regrets.

With a defeated sigh, Halyn slowly turned around. Shi had to find an alternate means to clean hirself, now that the pond was owned by a land dweller reluctant to get its paws properly wet. Shi took two steps, then froze as a chirp made hir ears twitch. Startled, shi released her own chirp, then slammed hir muzzle shut. Maybe the highland lorca didn't hear it.

The chances were slim. Very slim. The sound of paws running across pebbles told as much. When Halyn perked hir head out of the grasses, the highland lorca was gone. Shi waited a hundred heartbeats, and when no other noise greeted hir ears, shi shuffled towards the pond, looking left and right. It was gone. Definitely. Halyn would have felt its scent nearby. Shi was alone with hir pond. Just a few more steps towards the shore and shi would-

"You're not him," a feminine voice came from behind.

Halyn turned around so quickly shi fell. The black striped lorcaelan leaped from a boulder, tail held high, tuft ruffled across hir spine.

"I-I'm not the pond. I mean this is my pond, but it is not mine since you are here and..." Halyn slowly trailed off before shi uttered any more nonsense. Hir heard pounded so fast, and instincts urged hir to seek shelter from this grizzled black menace.

"This is my territory, and yes," the female approached carefully. "You are standing on the bank of my pond, water dweller."

"I had every intention of dwelling in it, but..."

"But what?" she licked her muzzle.

"You appeared."

"Did I?" She stopped her advance, ears perked, green eyes glimmering with curiosity. "I came here before the sun was up. It was you who trespassed."

"I-I'm sorry."

"Are you?"

Halyn took a step back. "Truly."

"Then you would not mind if I inspect you."

Halyn stifled the chuff rising inside hir throat. Shi wanted to leave. Disappear. But this female was so persistent! Shi was as bad as Callder. Worse, in fact, with that mischievous smile spread across her face and these shady intentions of close-up inspection. What stranger did this? Callder was one, but most lorcaelans were rather private about their lives and whereabouts. Few were so curious, and even fewer greeted strangers this way.

"You can... can approach," Halyn said apprehensively. Fleeing was a sign of weakness, and the female would outrun hir anyway.

Halyn licked hir muzzle and brought hir tail around for extra comfort. The female swished her own, as if comparing her markings to Halyn's, then approached without any words or notice. Her forest green eyes immediately caught Halyn's attention, along with the scars dashed across the side of her muzzle. Great. She was probably a crazed brawler; some brute bent on searching and mistreating anyone weaker than her. She looked into hir eyes, and Halyn turned hir gaze. She would notice how different shi was, and would tackle and scratch and bite hir like shi did with hir fish.

Halyn froze when a soft gust of warm air touched hir whiskers.

"You look strange, water lover. Your ears, eyes, limbs and even tail are split in opposite halves."

"Water does strange things to us. Alters our appearance for better hunting," Halyn lied.

"Indeed," the female said. "I never met an Iskan so unique. You smell strange too!" She said excitedly as she continued her exploration. Hallyn tensed. Hir paws became limp, as did hir thoughts. This potentially aggressive female prodded her nose all over, and shi did nothing to avoid a potential retaliation. Bowing hir head in submission, shi allowed the female's inquisitive nose to take what it wanted. It started with hir muzzle, trailing down hir neck, then gently sliding underneath hir belly, where a part of last night's essence still lingered.

Halyn yelped and scrambled towards the pond, diving in with an awkward leap. Water embraced hir all around, and shi closed hir nostrils, diving into the shallows until shi was completely submerged. How inconvenient! Not only shi let hirself at a female's mercy, but hir secret was probably exposed too! Halyn dug hir paws between the pebbles and remained there until hir heart slowed its thunderous beats. When hir thoughts slowed down, shi walked across the lake bed, emerging on the sunlit shore.

"You shouldn't have bolted like that."

Halyn yelped hir surprise. The female. She was still here! Halyn found her behind the same rocky outcrop, with only her head emerging between the smooth edges of the boulders.

"You scared me!" Halyn yipped.

"And you scared me!" The female answered, dark tail appearing behind her head.

"How?"

"By running off like that!"

"I was afraid you'd bite!"

"Nonsense," she trilled softly. "The day I bite you is the day I plunge into that pond head first."

Halyn barked an awkward chuckle. Shi was still a bit apprehensive, despite the female's apparent friendliness. "The water is harmless."

"To you it is. Us highlands are not suited for it. Makes us heavy and impedes our movement."

"I can say the same about your craggy hills. Rocks trip and slide under your paws until you splay like a dead fish."

"Or rabbit."

They smiled and measured each other without further words. Halyn found hirself intrigued by this female. She appeared fierce, but her demeanor was calm and relaxed. And she got scared too, despite all that display of size and bravery.

Halyn opened hir muzzle to speak when a loud whooping sound reverberated behind the hill. The female rose, her posture stiff as her ears.

"I have to go," she said.

Halyn caught the hint of panic from her voice. Shi ran towards her, despite the caution imposed by hir instincts. "Why? Who is calling?"

"My mate," she turned around with a short chuff.

"You have a-"

"I do," she took a few strides, then looked back. "Please be here at sunrise."

Halyn watched her depart. Shi almost lost the meaning of her last words. They were too soft and insecure to belong to the same, proud female. Turning towards the lake, shi took another plunge, allowing the coolness of the water to wash hir trepidation away. Shi had every intention of meeting the female, but the fact that she had a mate complicated things.

Shi remained around the lake until the sun ascended into late noon. The female obviously meant the following morning, but Halyn remained around for a reason even shi barely understood. The encounter with Callder still had repercussions. It left a small void, a gap that only companionship could fill.

"It's temporary," Halyn said, splaying lazily at the mouth of hir small cave to watch the passing clouds. "It's not in your nature to get attached. You don't even know what your nature is."

Shi sighed softly and busied hirself with a forepaw. Having two sets of genitals and the instincts to go along with each was a difficult conundrum. Shi trailed the tip of hir tongue across the leathery web uniting each clawed digit, remembering the female's aversion towards water. Shi couldn't prevent the soft laughter from leaving hir throat.

The next morning found Halyn outside the den. Dawn barely broke and shi was at the lake, circling it until the flames spread around and chased away the veil of the night. The female came when the sun was still ruddy, announcing her presence with an excited chirp.

"Greetings!" she leaped from her blunt rocks, running towards Halyn with determined leaps.

"Bright morning to you too, uh..."

"Keaira," she said, tail spread proudly behind her. "I just realized we shared words and scents, but not names."

"No touch either." Halyn blinked, then pressed hir maw shut, too late realizing the error of hir words.

The female didn't mind. She approached more than a stranger had the right to, trilling gleefully. She was obviously pleased with something, but what? Halyn kept hir muzzle shut, lest shi uttered another brilliant quip.

"You are right about that, water lover. Maybe I should allow you to inspect me."

"Please call me Halyn, and..."

Hir hesitation did not go unanswered. "And what?" she gently nuzzled hir neck, prompting a startled yelp in return. "Don't you want to see how your highland cousins look from up-close?"

"I would, but it wouldn't be proper."

"Proper is boring. Come here and indulge your curiosity. I promise I won't bite," she trilled excitedly. "Nor smell of fish."

Halyn felt a bit irritated by the last comment, but she probably did not mean it. "They taste better than any hot blooded prey. You should try them sometime."

Keaira dropped on the ground and rolled on her back, paws kicking and tail flailing. "Oh? No doubt about that. Maybe I will have you hunt some for me."

Halyn cocked hir head.

"Of course, I will give you one of my hot blooded rabbits in return. Is that a deal?"

"Maybe."

"So it's a yes!"

"I did not say that," Halyn retorted, nostrils flaring with her scent. She smelled suave and gentle, just like the grasses of the hills. Shi approached slowly, sniffing her from head to tail. No further words were exchanged save from the twitch of a paw or the swish of a tail. Halyn noticed more scars on her flanks, but chose not to inquire about their nature. It could have been another lorcaelan, a scuffle with a family of foxes, or maybe even her own mate. Shi thumped hir tail at the ridiculous thought. Most lorcaelans mated for life, and Keaira was an amiable female. She had a gleefulness about her and a fragrance that would stir the lust of any male.

Unfortunately for Halyn, shi was part male too. Shi pulled back just as shi reached Keaira's scent-filled pouch and sneezed, clearing away any lingering scents.

"Do I smell that bad?" she nipped one of hir paws.

"It's-it's the dust," Halyn backed away. "Not your fault."

"That is a witty way of telling me to bathe," Keaira said. "You are a clever iskan."

"Fish do make us smarter," Halyn joked.

Keaira scrambled on her paws and yelped excitedly. "We should hunt some of them!"

"Even if water disagrees with your fur?"

"It will agree with us both. Now come," she took the lead. "Show me how to catch these fish of yours."

Halyn did just that. Shi taught Keaira the proper way to catch a fish then dove in the water and drove whatever prey shi found towards her. She was a terrible aquatic hunter. Her paws splashed the water too hard, scaring the fish before they even approached. She did not get scorn for her failures though, only soft praise and encouragement. She liked that a lot, drinking every word or small gesture like parched ground before a rain. They talked about types of prey, and Halyn learned a bit about a highlands' lifestyle before the same booming call disrupted their conversation, just like yesterday.

"Your mate is rather impatient," Halyn said, licking a front paw.

"He is everything you are not," Keaira said, approaching tentatively. Halyn nodded, and they both brushed their necks against each other in a slightly awkward manner. "Will I see again you tomorrow?"

"Definitely. Your technique requires a lot more refinement."

She nipped one of hir ears and dashed towards the hills, leaving Halyn to figure out the meaning behind the strange warmth that made hir blood quicken every time they touched.

The following days came and went like a summer breeze, quick and hardly noticed. Each morning was a cause for joy. Halyn rose when stars still speckled the sky and rounded the lake restlessly, eagerly awaiting Keaira's arrival. She always came late in the morning and departed when the sun was at its zenith. That mate of hers became an annoying inconvenience. Halyn dared not ask about him. It was already bizarre how a mated female sought freedom the way Keaira did. Fish catching and tackling in the grass made her happier than anything. She always snuck in praise for Halyn for every victory in these small games, and shi always was quick to return the favor. With each passing day, shi felt closer to Keaira, almost as close as shi was to Callder.

That scared and excited hir in equal measures.

The last day of the full moon involved land hunting. After a session of playing and tackling to warm the muscles and sharpen the instincts, Halyn and Keaira dashed across the craggy hills in search of rabbits. Halyn had no hope of catching hir quarry. The limp of hir iskan side made hir slow and unsteady. Shi fell more than shi leaped, and the frustration was never late to follow.

Keaira was kind though, and a lot more understanding. She appreciated Halyn for who shi was: a unique lorcaelan with a startling amount of qualities. Keaira praised hir different eyes. She thought Halyn's mismatched eyes were beautiful, hir different ears cute, and hir tail fabulous. She praised hir coat too, comparing it to the duality of day and night.

Halyn rarely felt so appreciated and cared for, and came up with hir own list of compliments. By the time they were done, the two lorcaelans nuzzled and nipped around each other's necks, trilling blissfully at the warm surge of affection. They did that after every failed hunt, soothing failure with nuzzles and licks. Halyn was slightly surprised how quick hir bond with this female grew. She was mated, but every touch and every second spent in her presence felt right. The only hesitation shi had was Callder. He was equally considerate and affectionate, and offered Halyn a den and plenty of fish not only two weeks ago. It felt somewhat wrong to taint that affection with a new companion.

Distracting hirself from the gloomy thoughts with a snap of hir jaws, Halyn followed Keaira on top of the hill. Shi was already behind, and hir stomach expressed its displeasure.

Unlike before, Keaira did catch a fat hare. She welcomed Halyn with an excited chirp and ripped the fat morsel in half, offering the meaty haunches to Halyn.

"I can't take that," shi pushed it back with hir muzzle.

"But I want you to," Keaira pushed it towards hir and licked her bloody nose. "Please. After all that soft white meat you ate, you need something a bit stringier to munch on."

"I will eat half."

"Do that, and I will force the rest down your throat." Keaira took a quick bite out of the hare's neck, ripping the bones and tendons with a violent crunch.

She was menacing when she did that. Halyn took her word for it and dug in. Iskans were aquatic predators, but it was not unusual for them to chase land prey. Callder served rabbits several times, preaching about their rich taste as much as Keaira. These two were a match for each other. Halyn dove deep into hir mind, imagining scenarios with the three of them together. It was a delightful prospect, having two of the beings shi cared for the most in the same den, pressed tightly against hir body.

Shi finished hir half twice slower than Keaira. The highland female took no excuses or complaints into account, pestering Halyn until shi ate hir fill. Once shi gulped the last chunk of meat, Keaira lunged forward, licking around hir muzzle. She labeled it as grooming, but for Halyn it felt a lot more intimate. Lust rose within hir tingling privates, becoming hotter, slicker and more bothersome with each lick.

Shi pulled away, giving a quick lick across Keaira's neck. "We should go back to the pond. Noon approaches quickly, and water will see us cleaned faster than licks."

"You favor water's cold touch over mine?" Keaira taunted, smiling with amusement.

"Of course not," Halyn nuzzled into her neck. "But your mate-"

She tensed at the word and sprung forth with a leap. "You're right. We should be close."

Halyn followed her all the way to the shore. The topic of the strange mate was never broached. Keaira never said anything about him, and evaded any inquiries. The mere mention of him made her tense and apprehensive. Halyn had a few good ideas about what was happening. Shi had the opportunity to see and analyze the scars whenever they laid or played together. The marks were too broad and precise to be inflicted by foxes or other smaller predators. No. They belonged to a lorcaelan of the biggest species, one that lived in the hills, hunting rugged prey.

Keaira's mate, probably.

The thought of inflicting that kind of harm upon such a gentle lorcaelan stirred Halyn's blood as much as the thoughts of mating. Shi lounged on the ponds shore, basking in the warm strokes of Keaira's lengthy tongue. Her touch was soothing and relaxing, washing away the bitter anger shi felt. She was just done with hir muzzle, and worked on hir paws with terse licks.

"I like how your fingers are united like this. Does it tickle when I..." she licked, prompting a jerk from Halyn's paw.

"It's... sensitive," shi inflicted the same treatment on one of Keaira's ears. She did not give in to the distraction, but merely worked her tongue under Halyn's paw, tickling hir until shi choked. She took advantage of hir vulnerability while shi was exposed and defenseless, pouncing on hir. Halyn's breath cut. Hir nose was inches away from hers, unleashing warm, comforting gusts.

"Everything about you is sensitive, water dweller," she dashed her tongue along Halyn's nose. "Does that tickle too?"

Halyn kicked her with all fours, but she had better grip. And she was warm. So warm. Halyn licked hir muzzle apprehensively and stifled hir rising urges.

"It doesn't," shi nuzzled into her neck, both as a distraction and a plot to free hirself of that bothersome tongue. "Only our paws are ticklish."

"Mine are too," Keaira lifted a forepaw and licked it a few times, shuddering. "It's kind of strange."

"Not stranger than your mate."

The female's slits narrowed with irritation and leaped off Halyn. "He is, but I don't want to talk about him when I'm with you."

Halyn collected hirself and rose on all fours. Shi felt sickened by hir cheapshot. Shi knew how much of a sensitive topic that was, but shi unleashed it anyway, with little consideration for Keaira's feelings. Shi approached slowly, brushing against her larger bulk until shi met one of her ears.

"I'm sorry. I know you dislike him."

"I..." Keaira turned her head around, fangs exposed in a terrifying snarl. "I hate him," she growled. "He is aggressive, selfish and abusive. He...he inflicted these scars," she bowed her head and slapped her tail against her wounded flank for emphasis. "I don't want to talk about it. Not when we're together," her snarl lessened, replaced by a pitiful whine. "With you I...I can be myself, not the mate of that brute. I want to forget his scent, his words, and his cruelty when I flee his accursed den."

Halyn nuzzled her comfortingly, wrapping a forepaw around her neck. Shi pulled her closer in half a hug and licked her forehead with a slow, comforting stroke.

"Buried wounds fester. It gets better if you let them out to heal."

Keaira considered the request for a bit, then spoke, voice laden with emotion. "I guess you're right," she said, slowly walking towards her boulders. "Very well then. I will share my burden with you."

"That's what friends are for," Halyn said happily.

Keaira favored hir with an uncertain smile and leaped on the rocks. Once Halyn settled beside her, she started her tale.

"I had found Sloan at the end of last year's spring. Or rather, he found me. He was strong, healthy, and confident, but also charming and considerate. He knew what I wanted before I figured it out myself," Keaira stopped briefly, gazing towards the pond. She trilled softly, undoubtedly reliving those happy memories. Halyn did not interrupt. Shi wrapped hir tail around one of Keaira's haunches and waited until she continued.

"Sloan listened to me all the time, and made me feel powerful. Wanted. He was half a paw taller than me, yet he always allowed me to win during scuffles, and comforted me whenever the weather turned sour or prey eluded my grasp. He often hunted more than we needed just to prove his worthiness."

She looked at Halyn, blinked, then quickly shied away. "I...loved him more than I ever loved somebody, and counted the days until the mating season began. Despite our intention to be mates, he still courted me and acted like a sweetheart," she smiled dreamily, shuffling through the grass with a paw. "One day he collected rocks and vegetation that matched my tail markings just to impress me, and he succeeded. What other male hunts for shiny rocks? I heard of none aside from my dearest mate."

"We favor unusual rocks and trinkets too," Halyn said.

"Maybe," Keaira put one of her paws above one of Halyn's and pressed her head into hir chest. "But we favor the earth and the vegetation far more than rocks and lakes."

Halyn snuggled closer. "What happened next?"

Keaira licked her muzzle and continued. "When the mating season was in full bloom, he kept his arousal in check and relieved himself off his urges alone to avoid disturbing me. The changes we go through during heat are strange, and Sloan never rushed or asked me about mating even once. Quite often he pleasured me with his tongue instead of forcing himself inside me, like many young males do. "

"I have been in that situation," Halyn said, then quickly snapped hir muzzle. "I mean I heard about that situation."

"Did you now?" Keaira nuzzled all the way to hir chin. "Let me continue, and let us see if our stories match."

Halyn bowed hir head and closed hir eyes, sighing blissfully. Sloan seemed the perfect mate, but shi already knew things turned sour between the pair. Shi listened as Keaira continued her tale.

"You can be sure that when the peak of my fertility arrived, I lifted my tail and lowered my pouch for him with all the pleasure and lust I harbored until that very moment. He took me gentle as any lover and thrust with slow, delicate pushes, fulfilling me before himself. He always was selfless, my Sloan. The days of my heat were the happiest and brightest of my life."

"Then, once the week passed, my body slowed down. I was thoroughly inseminated with his seed, and I needed a lot more rest to replenish my strength. My lust faded...but not his."

Keaira turned her head away, her voice becoming heavier and strained. "Sloan, the dearest lorca I had the pleasure of sharing myself with, and my beloved mate, turned into a beast. A wild, savage, insatiable creature born of lust and aggression. He commanded instead of asking and clawed instead of licking. His touch was no longer gentle and comforting, but brutal and painful. He used his greater strength and size to... force himself upon me," she snarled pitifully, more afraid than wrathful.

"He thrust that vile member into me whenever he desired and unleashed his foul seed into my womb long after my heat faded. I could no longer rest or eat without having his claws wrapped around my rump and his throbbing length inside me. "

Halyn pushed into her neck, licking and nuzzling her. "Oh, Keaira...I'm terribly sorry."

"D-don't be," she said with a shaky lick. "It's behind me now. I tried to fight him, but he was big...too big, and too strong. Our pouches are our sanctuaries, protecting our most sensitive of places. I believed that to be true until Sloan raked and clawed my flesh. If I didn't submit, I bled. If I resisted, he raked. If I didn't expose myself, he bit and thrust anyway until he got what he wanted. "

"That...vile and horrible torture lasted months, until our kits started developing. He slowed down after that, but not because of my health. I was just a convenient victim to mount and soil. He was afraid for his legacy. Younglings that would grow up to be as savage and vile as their father. "

"I...I couldn't let that happen. It was cruel to birth such precious, innocent kits into a den filled with pain and hate. Only one choice I had. The most sensible and painless of choices."

She trailed off, eyes moistening under the strain of memories.

"You don't have to continue," Halyn pulled her into a protective embrace. "Please. If it hurts you to-"

"No," Keaira chuffed gravely. "You have the right to know since..."

Halyn blinked. They both stared at each other, hearts beating thunderously lnside their chests. Shi knew what she wanted to say. Shi felt it. Before Halyn could figure out that bizarre feeling, Keaira looked away and continued.

"I had to kill them... Ending the life of my babies before they stepped out to enjoy the wonders of the world was devastating. More painful than every injury I suffered. More painful than the rape I endured for months. I waited until their tiny forms crawled into my pouch and ran as far as I could. I knew I couldn't flee from my mate. He traced my scent whenever I went, and threatened to kill me if I left him."

"I stayed, but my kits deserved better. A life of pain and suffering is worse than death. I told myself that, again and again, but it wasn't easy. It still isn't," she whined pitifully, a stray tear falling down her side. Halyn licked it, offering any comfort shi could with paws and tongue.

"I...killed them, Halyn. My kits were killed by their own mother. They were a part of me, and it hurt...It hurt so much... They were still pure and untainted. What fault did they have for being in the wrong womb at the wrong time? None. And I still ended them like I ended my prey."

Keaira looked down and raked the soil, uprooting the grass and the frail vegetation. "I buried them, like this," she tore into the earth. "Pushed them deep, and covered them," she clawed again and again at the soft earth. "So that my wretched mate will never see, smell, or even touch them. They are gone now...like...they were never born..."

Silence followed. Keaira looked towards the lake, blinked once, then broke down into sobs. Halyn crawled closer, licking between her ears. Shi felt her pain as hirs, because shi too lived a painful, solitary life removed from the affection of a deserving mate.

"It's fine," Halyn said between soothing licks and gentle nuzzles. "Past is past, no matter how painful. The sun always breaks through the darkness of the night, and if my strength allows, I will help you in any way I can. Together, we will-"

Keaira turned around, dashing her own tongue across Halyn's muzzle. A jolt rushed across hir body, and shi pulled back as if struck.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Too close," Keaira said, flicking her tongue back inside. "I didn't expect you to be so...close when I turned around."

Halyn's blood quickened with embarrassment. They not only touched muzzles, but tongues too. It felt...wet! And warm, and delightful!

"It was my mistake," Halyn rubbed hir muzzle with a paw. "I approached a bit too much and-"

Hir words were plugged by a wet, sneaky tongue. Keaira pushed her muzzle against hirs in a warm, passionate embrace. Halyn froze. Shi did not know what to do as hir tongue snuck inside Keaira's mouth of its accord. Shi tasted her more intimately than ever, surrendering to the sudden surge of warmth coursing through hir body. Their tongues wriggled and wrapped around each other briefly before the two lorcaelans pulled away. Keaira trilled happily, her black slits blooming wide with lust and affection inside her glimmering eyes.

"It's...wet! But I like it," she licked around Halyn's whiskers ecstatically. Shi reciprocated the affection, sneaking in another quick kiss.

"I like it too...almost as much as I like you."

"Almost?" Keaira trailed the tip of her tongue along his chin before demanding entrance between hir fangs.

"You win," Halyn licked her between those beautiful green eyes. "I like you more."

They kissed a few more times, basking in the blissful affection before the lust of mating became a burden of molten instincts. Halyn led Keaira back to hir den, stepping awkwardly with an engorged member throbbing inside hir pouch. Shi got thoroughly wet, squeezing hir fertile ooze and rubbing it between the weeping lips with every throb. Shi allowed Keaira to take the lead, feeling that hir pouch might simply overflow with arousal.

She didn't mind, bounding and leaping ahead like an excited kit. She was aroused too, and Halyn caught sight of her needy lips more than once. Nuzzles and kisses were shared along the way. Neither of the lorcas could stay separated from each other more than a dozen heart beats. Halyn got so worked up shi stopped, crouching into the grass.

Keaira looked back and chirped happily. She was all over Halyn in three wide leaps. "Did I tire you, tickly paws?"

"No, just..." Halyn yelped as Keaira dropped her larger bulk on top of hir. "My den is too small for both of us."

Keaira trilled with excitement, snuggling into Halyn. She pressed herself against hir, squeezing tight with her paws. The position was less than desirable for both, so she bought admission with long licks across hir muzzle. "Who needs a den, when grass tickles our fur and the sun warms our hide?"

"I..." Halyn started, then found hir muzzle occupied with a long slippery tongue. "It's more intimate," shi finished, nipping Keaira's feisty muzzle.

"And small."

"It is."

"Then we'll do it here."

Halyn's tail swished around a trembling flank. Hir whole form shivered with warm excitement.. "Do...what?"

"Oh, you know what," she said enticingly, pushing into Halyn's chest until shi lay on hir side, belly exposed. Keaira settled on top of it, pressing her warm body against Halyn's. They stared into each other's eyes, shared another round of kissed and licks, then waited.

At least Halyn did. Keaira pushed the ground with her paws, sliding slower with each stroke. The friction was unbearable to hir male sex. It raged inside its pouch, spewing and bashing for its freedom. Keaira liked that. She licked and nuzzled around the bulge, throwing Halyn a kinky glance every so often.

Shi was completely stunned. This teasing...It was too much! One side urged hir to take Keaira then and there while the other, more cautious one advised carefulness. Halyn had no idea what to do or say. Shi was so trapped in that haze of lust and desire that hir mind stopped working. Shi closed hir eyes, moaning hir pent-up arousal.

Keaira licked, swirling her tongue around the place where the two heads were hidden inside the furred pouch. The jolts traveled across Halyn's spine like flames, heating hir fur and flaring hir webbed paws. Keaira trilled. She licked and grazed gently around the edge of the pouch, just below Halyn's tail. The stimulation sent hir into a fit. Tensing, shi slapped hir tail and kicked hir paws, squirting several spurts out of hir trembling lips. Shi moaned and curled hir toes with arousal, enjoying the waves of untamed bliss. The squirts definitely shot out of hir tunnel. Shi felt them with every throb.

Shi yelped. A fleshy snake snuck into hir moist sanctuary, exploring the forbidden depths. The pleasure stunned Halyn. It was so intense and raw hir vision flickered. No...not now! Keaira couldn't find out hir secret. Not yet!

With a desperate yowl and several squirts, Halyn kicked and scrambled on hir paws, huffing.

"I-I...that wasn't...wasn't what you thought it was." Hir words came out weak and unsure as hir trembling legs. Keaira found out. It was impossible not to. Halyn pressed hir tail against hir rebellious lips, stifling another premature release.

Keaira closed her eyes, blinked, then licked her muzzle with a long, tantalizing lick. Halyn had no time to be surprised or talk. The black female was upon hir, sharing her acquired taste with Halyn. "Your words say that, but the taste speaks a different tale."

Halyn flushed with embarrassment. It was impossible to hide the truth any longer when Keaira stuck half of her tongue inside hir nether lips!

"I..." Halyn licked hir nose apprehensively. "I can trust you, I suppose..." Shi exposed hir belly once again, trilling softly at the storm of upcoming licks.

"Of course you can, silly lake diver. I was about to mate with you... still am!" she worked a forepaw down hir belly with surprising care and tugged upwards, exposing hir raging erection. Halyn yelped, pressing his jaws together. The newfound freedom came with a new surge of unbridled lust. Keaira gasped, then quickly licked the ooze spurting from hir depths. Halyn clenched and yowled. The slithering warmth tickled hir sensitive flesh in all the right places. It wriggled and pushed inside, urged by the suckling motion.

"I...ah...I'm not a male or...oh, female, but both," Halyn said, panting and moaning with desire. "Born from aaaaah a union between an Iskan and...grrr, a highlands!" shi coiled around hirself, squeezing hir eyes against the riptide flowing from hir oversensitive vagina. The slurping noises made everything worse, along with Keaira's increased scent. Her own pouch pulled back to expose her privates, and Halyn noticed a stray drop falling between her legs.

The female finally pulled back, cleaning her drenched muzzle with a single tongue swipe. "Fluids become you, dear Halyn. You got a lot wetter than me at the peak of my fertility!"

Halyn smiled shyly and held hir paws limp above hir belly, tail twitching with every throb. "I don't want you to be weirded out. I...already lost many friends because of my condition."

Keaira pounced hir. "I told you how much I appreciated your uniqueness, Halyn. I saw it," she licked one of hir webbed paws, then descended all the way between hir flanks. Her tongue slid out again, brushing around and between the twin heads of Halyn's member. The jolt of pleasure triggered a wild thrust. Keaira gladly took both of the joined heads in, swirling her tongue around them until Halyn unleashed several squirts of pre. With her curiosity satisfied, she eyed Halyn again, nose pressed against hir."Tasted it," her tongue slid all the way to hir muzzle. "Kissed it." She gave hir a loving kiss.

"What I want now is to take it."

"Take it?" Halyn asked.

Keaira pressed herself tighter, trapping Halyn's member beneath her belly. "Mount me," she whispered mischievously. "Loosen yourself inside me. Fill me with the love and affection I've been denied for months."

She sounded so lustful, so... desperate. Halyn licked her chin eagerly and rolled on hir side. Both lorcas met the ground, trilling and nipping at each other. Then, Keaira rose, swishing her tail enticingly above her squelching lips. Halyn returned the previous favor, tasting her sweet fragrance before filling her squelching walls with hir rock hard member. Both lorcaelans yelped and shuddered, consumed with the intense pleasure of copulation. She was hot, wet, and lusting for the soft touch of a mate.

And Halyn gave her just that. Shi held on to her chest tightly with hir forepaws, licking across her neck with every thrust. Keaira clenched like a hungry beast, drawing hir in deeper and deeper. Her slick walls vibrated with a maddening motion, quickening Halyn's seed. Shi picked up hir pace, thrusting in rhythm with hir frenzied heartbeats. Shi was not going to last long. The intense stimulation of both sexes made hir flare and squirt prematurely, triggering the female's orgasm.

Keaira yowled, hurling her head back. Her tail and spine straightened and tensed as much as her gripping walls. She was about to cum, and so was Halyn. Shi thrust in as deep as shi could, splitting hir heads against the female's fleshy barrier. The overwhelming stimulation triggered an instant release. Halyn's eyes teared up as overwhelming pressure traversed hir length. Screaming hir own release, shi clamped hir trembling jaws around Keaira's neck and bit just as shi burst. Powerful jets of fertile semen escaped hir flaring holes, splashing against Keaira's scalding insides. They kneaded and suckled, drawing in every drop. Halyn's frame trembled and hir paws shook as shi struggled to remain on hir feet. Shi felt weak under the frenzied assault of a double release. Hir own lips tightened and spat, squirting out their own essence while hir member deposited its gooey streams into Keaira's womb, one throb at a time.

One orgasm rolled into the other, leaving Halyn completely spent. Hir member throbbed painfully after the third ejaculation, and hir vulva was soaking wet. Keaira looked back, licking Halyn encouragingly across hir nose. She told hir to remain inside as long as shi wanted, even if that meant two additional orgasms. Halyn returned the lick, huffing hir afterglow. Shi felt as spent as shi felt fulfilled. A veritable puddle formed underneath hir hind paws, and shi just stepped into it. With an exhausted sigh, shi slowly pulled back.

Keaira sprung forward without any notice. Halyn fell, legs twisting awkwardly under hir.

"He's here!" Keaira cried out.

Halyn barely had the time to understand who 'he' was. A weight crashed into hir, sudden and strong as a lightning strike. Shi rolled on hir belly and kicked, coming face to face with the biggest lorcaelan shi had the displeasure of seeing. The brute roared and sank his fangs into a foreleg. It would have been Halyn's neck if shi didn't struggle a split second before.

Halyn howled in pain. Shi clawed and bit, fighting back the unrelenting agony shooting through hir leg. Hir rakes were weak, and hir fangs only caught the creature's bony jaw. With a shove, the lorcaelan broke itself free, displaying rows of terrifying teeth. Halyn blinked. Time slowed down. The wound throbbed with renewed intensity. The eerie clarity gave Halyn the best two options. Fight or flight. Shi already fought, and fleeing was impossible. That meant shi only had the third option to choose.

Death.

The creature slashed Halyn's paws away and exposed hir throat. One bite. That was all it took. Halyn closed hir eyes. Shi fought, failed, and would die at the claws of a bigger lorcaelan, just as everyone expected from a mismatched mongrel.

Then, a roar came, distracting both lorcas. A presence crashed into the grizzled veteran, sending him tumbling away. Halyn scrambled on hir paws and ran towards the vicious scuffle, ignoring the debilitating pain. Shi had to protect hir mate. Instincts demanded it.

Keaira gripped the other lorcaelan's jaw with hers and clawed viciously at its throat. It didn't last. With a mighty kick, the big aggressor pushed Keaira away and locked its brown eyes on Halyn.

Shi froze, like a helpless kit before a bear. This male was huge, covered with the scars of too many battles. Shi had no chance, had to flee. Quick. That's what instinct urged, but the sight of Keaira grappling and biting at this brute flared something inside hir. Halyn joined in with hir own roar, smashing into the male. He lunged forward with a gaping bite, but Keaira distracted him. She bit his tail so hard the male yowled, presenting Halyn the perfect opportunity. Shi gripped an ear and scratched, aiming for the eyes. The taste of blood wet hir fangs, along with the brute's cries.

With a leap, the male disentangled and jumped, sending both partners on their sides. He took a few strides away from them, and roared out his disbelief. Halyn crouched, trembling all over. Shi expected the male to charge in again.

He didn't. Whirling around, he leaped away and disappeared down the hill side.

"We won," a frail voice came from the grass. Halyn limped towards it, leaving a crimson streak in hir wake. Keaira had no strength to rise. She trembled in the grass, teeth clattering with shock and fear. Halyn dropped beside her, licking at hir injured paw.

"He was big...terrifying."

"That was the brute I told you about," Keaira whimpered. "The one who raped me."

Halyn blinked hir acknowledgement. "Are you hurt?" shi asked. Keaira bowed her head and brought her tail around. She had a wicked gash across her tail, but it didn't look bad.

"That, and several small scratches."

Halyn ducked hir head between her forepaws. "Allow me to-"

"No," she pushed hir away, gently. "No time. We have to...have to leave."

"What about-"

Two paws shut Halyn's muzzle close. "No words. Not even sounds. He'll hear, and he'll come back."

Keaira struggled to stand. It took three attempts to find proper balance. Halyn joined her with a stifled yelp. The tattered muscles of hir paw stung and oozed their essence with every heartbeat. Shi walked around, stabilizing hir weight on hir three while thinking of a plan. Callder's den immediately came to mind. He was a strong male, and could protect them both against any attacks if the crazed brute decided to follow.

"I know a safe place," shi whispered. "But it's far. Takes at least three days of swimming."

"It's good," Keaira nodded her head. "Any place is better than here."

They made their way slowly towards the coast. Halyn already had troubles walking on land, and the crippling wound only made it worse. Keaira tried to help in any way she could, even trying to carry Halyn. They both gave up on the idea when the sun reached its zenith. Progress was too slow, and comfort was a costly luxury. With every hour spent near Keaira's territory, the risk of being hunted down by the crazed mate increased.

They reached the coast shortly before sunset, pressing themselves to their limits. Halyn welcomed the water's cool grace. Shi swam as fast as Keaira ran, and wasted twice less energy. Shi even joked about it, inviting dear Keaira to join hir. She made another joke about ticklish paws and surged ahead, lifting her tail mockingly. Halyn regretted hir joke shortly after.

Night found them on the coast's starlit shore. Searching for dens was a time wasting affair, and Keaira never wanted to leave Halyn's side. She already expressed her displeasure at being separated by a puddle of water, and accepted nothing less than soft cuddles and licks during their breaks.

Darkness gave way to light, then shrouded the sky once again. The cycle continued for two, care-free days of continuous traveling. The effort was exhausting, but fear was a powerful ally. Both lorcaelans sacrificed comfort and rest in favor of speed, covering significant distance.

The third day had to be a lot more bothersome, as fortune had it. Halyn awoke in a world of dizziness and pain. The prolonged exposure to water caused hir wound to fester and pulsate with debilitating weakness. Shi tried swimming, but every push sent bursting weakness across hir paw. Out of every option offered by Keaira, carrying was the best. Halyn submitted to her gentle embrace with reluctance. Half-dead, and shi still cared more for hir companion. Of course Keaira had none of that. She licked Halyn into submission and struggled with the extra weight for half the day.

The sun turned to bright gold when Halyn lost the battle with fatigue and pain. Shi dropped on the ground and embraced the warm pebbles. Hir head never swam so wildly, and every blink tested hir ability to retain awareness.

"Those hills," Halyn pointed with a paw at the half-eaten mounds in the distance. "Should be close enough."

"I'm not leaving you!"

"Don't have to," Halyn whimpered. "Call him...call for Callder." SHi dropped hir head on the ground, completely exhausted.

Keaira licked hir across the muzzle, but to no avail. Not even her warm licks had the strength to revive Halyn. Hurling her head towards the sky, Keaira cried out as loud as she could. She roared once, twice, thrice, before another booming roar answered her.

"That's him," Halyn said weakly. "Now...we just wait."

"You'll be fine, dear," Keaira said soothingly. "My mate..." she added softly after Halyn closed hir eyes.

As expected, Callder did not take long to arrive. He splashed out of the water with a vigorous chirp and pounced Halyn with a gleeful trill.

"Wait!" Keaira growled. "He's-"

"Lazy? I know it too well, I'm afraid," Callder said, nibbling Halyn's tawny ear. "Now rise and shine, sleepy fluffy. You don't have to pretend you're a kit to get my fishies."

"He's not pretending," Keaira growled.

"Pluck my tailfeathers, what happened to hir?"

Keaira pointed at the wound, ears drooped, tail swishing nervously. "It doesn't look bad, but..."

"It isn't," Callder said after a close-up lick and examination. "I have the means to treat this back at my den."

"Lets make haste then!" she said, trying to lift the weakened lorcaelan.

Callder head butted an irritated Keaira. "I'll take hir. I'm better suited for carrying half-conscious lorcas."

"You're infuriating," she chuffed angrily.

"I've been told that before," Callder growled with amusement and hoisted Halyn's front side over his back."

They walked towards the den in the pleasant sunset. Even Halyn felt a lot more relieved with Callder's warmth under hir chest and his scent inside hir nose. Shi blinked several times, adjusting hir hazy sight.

"Thank you, Callder," Halyn whimpered, straining every word. "I will have to-"

"Mount me again? Maybe next time, I'll let you finish!"

They both laughed. Keaira found no mirth in the joke though. She walked ahead, head bowed, until Callder inquired about her thoughts.

"You don't want to know what I'm thinking," she said curtly.

"Maybe I do...if it involves a certain strong male you are attracted to."

"I'm not even looking at you, you limp-tailed joey!" she swished her tail in Callder's face.

"Obviously because you saw what needed to be seen, and now compare me with the other males that had the fortune of courting you."

"Be silent..."

"Only if you share your thoughts!"

She turned to snarl at the annoying male, but the sight of Halyn made her all mellow. Her growl fizzled into a whimper, and her posture relaxed. "I failed. The attack...Halyn...it was all my fault."

"It wasn't," Halyn said, straining to lick the side of her muzzle with hir long tongue once Callder caught up. "Don't take that crazed male's actions upon yourself."

"That's the thing. He was MY mate. It's my fault I chose him." Keaira turned around. Her emotions leaked out, bristling the dark tuft along her spine.

"It was worth it. You...are worth it," Halyn added weakly. It was then that Callder opened his big mouth, inquiring more about that brute. Halyn warned about the sensitivity of that particular word, but it was too late. Keaira already started her rant, finishing only when tears and sobs got the better of her agile tongue.

As cocky as he was, Callder had a gift to comfort others. He balmed Keaira's wounds with his words and eased her tension with his touch. The sight sketched a tiny smile across Halyn's lips. Shi wanted them to get along well. Shi wanted that very much.

With the burden shed and shattered, the three lorcaelans continued their trek. It took a bit longer to reach Callder's lakeside den. He entered first, then grabbed Halyn's shoulders gently as Keaira pushed hir from behind. With the wounded settled, the other two lorcaelans had no troubles maneuvering inside the spacious den.

"I have leaves and bedding for extra warmth," Callder pointed to a pile. "And twigs to scratch and crack. Helps our fangs stay sharp and destroys boredom."

"You're leaving?" Keaira asked.

"Fishing," Callder corrected. "You can take care of your mate. I'll be back quick!"

"He's not my-" Keaira sighed as Callder leaped away. "He did that purposefully, didn't he?" she nuzzled Halyn's cheek.

"Yes...he's a-"

"Bastard," Keaira finished.

Halyn couldn't have said it better hirself. "You should go with him."

"And leave you alone? Never!" she wrapped her tail protectively around Halyn. "He can catch his fish alone for all I care."

"Even if you can help him?"

"Scare his prey most likely. And annoy him," Keaira dropped her head on top of Halyn's. "I'm a terrible lake hunter."

"Were. Before I taught you," Halyn licked her.

"Half dead, and you still snap," she licked Halyn's brow lovingly. "Get some rest, my brave hunter. I will be here to protect you."

Halyn closed hir eyes. Tucked in a homely den and cuddled against hir mate, shi fell asleep quicker than shi expected.

When shi woke up, Night still veiled the sky. The warmth changed, as did the scents. Wild herbs greeted Halyn's nostrils, and fresh grass was spread all around hir for extra warmth. Shi blinked, perking hir head to look around. Hir paw had an assortment of herbs on it, glued together with stick-weed. Keaira was huddled against hir, head pushed into hir chest. Callder was nowhere to be seen, though the crack of a twig attracted Halyn's attention.

"Callder?"

The brown male poked his head inside the den, half a twig held between his jaws.

"Speak softly. Mate is sleeping."

"Why don't you join us?"

"I'm more comfortable here," Callder said, cracking the pitiful thing between his jaws. "The night is beautiful, and I have an endless supply of things to munch on. I left yours there."

Halyn looked to hir right where two fish were stacked upon a bed of stones. "Thank you," shi mumbled and rested one between hir forepaws. "Are you sure you want to spend the night out though?"

"Sure as I can be," Callder said. "Den gets a little cramped with three of us piled into another."

"Are you afraid you might enjoy it?" Halyn dug into hir tasty morsel.

"No, my half-male friend. I am afraid you might enjoy it more than your strength allows."

Clever bastard. Halyn ate hir fish in silence, remembering the times spent with Callder. He knew every one of Halyn's weaknesses. Where to touch, how to touch, and how to arouse hir. That was both very infuriating and extremely arousing. If hir head did not pound so hard, Halyn was convinced something else would throb in its place. When hir meal was done, Halyn fell back asleep. Strange dreams plagued hir sleep, and shi awoke more times than shi wanted.

Only a day later shi started feeling like hir normal self. Hir appetite returned, and Callder was all too eager to provide and impress in the process. Keaira remained in the den. She was adamant in remaining by Halyn's side no matter what. Threats such as other males or foxes were blown out of proportion just to strengthen her arguments. Halyn never disagreed. Shi felt loved, cared for, and had the best company a lorcaelan could ask for. Shi kept Keaira occupied with stories and past adventures. One included a hunt with another Iskan named Constance. Callder had the crazy idea to hunt rabbits, and the two fools agreed to his challenge. They all ran across the hillside like clumsy kits, chasing the all too fluffy bunnies. Callder caught two, Halyn made due with a scrawny thing, and Constance bagged another one or two. Keaira laughed at the recounting of Halyn's misjudged jump, tackling poor Constance in the process. Shi was ever so clumsy on land, sometimes, though neither had been hurt in the process. That had been during hir last visit to Callder, leaving him a few days after Constance had resumed her own journey.

In two days, Hallyn's strength returned in its earnest. Shi still avoided putting hir whole weight onto the wounded paw, but the herbs, the rich diet and the extended rest helped hir recovery. Shi strolled outside with hir companions and even caught a fish from the bountiful SkyTear lake. The praise and the affection shi received from both lorcaelans filled Halyn more than any mundane prey ever did. They all remained near the den until sundown, when the wind increased its ferocity. Dark clouds streaked across the flaming sky like a blanket of smoke, blowing in the cold winds of the North. Halyn and Keaira took the back of the den, spreading the dry bedding evenly across the grass-padded ground. They huddled into each other, nuzzling, while Callder stood vigilant just outside the den.

"You aren't planning to spend the night in a blizzard, do you?"

"You mean this soft breeze?" Callder sniffed the air. "It will blow over before you two cuddly kits fall asleep."

"You are most welcome to join us," Halyn repeated hirself.

"I won't mind," Keaira added. "It will give me a good chance to nip your ears, like you well deserve."

"These ears will remain un-nipped, as the wind's gentle caress will soften. You will see." Callder turned around, sticking only his tail inside the den. He flared its feathers and swished it from side to side, imitating that breeze he kept rambling about.

"Is he like this all the time?" Keaira whispered.

"Mostly," Halyn answered. "It's...part of his charm, as he described it."

"I'd rather mate a fox."

"He already did that."

"What?" Keaira said, a bit louder than intended. Callder glanced back and continued his wind making without any complaints.

"Callder is..." Halyn tried to find a replacement for the word crazy, but came up empty handed. "He's a lot of things. Fights like the toughest male, hunts like a grouper, and mates like a..."

"A what?" Keaira nuzzled Halyn's warming cheek. "You made me curious now. Is it a rabbit? Fox? Eel?"

"You know how eels mate?" Halyn tried to diverge away from the subject.

"No, but that was not the point."

Hir ears drooped. There was no easy way out of this one, was it? Shi licked hir muzzle, closed hir eyes shut and imagined their last coupling.

"He's very gentle and considerate and skilled."

"That's a statement, not a comparison."

Halyn yelped softly as teeth embraced hir healthy left paw. Keaira pressed gently to get her point across. "Give me a proper one, or I'll give you my tongue."

"He mates like a rabbit!" Halyn said quickly.

Keaira chuckled. "That fast?"

"No, fluffy. Warm. He's warm and..." Halyn looked back at Callder to make sure he wasn't overhearing everything. He probably did, even if he showed no intentions in joining the conversation. "He is a proper mate, Keaira. If you want to know more, you'll have to mate him yourself."

She drew her head back, slightly offended. "I'm sharing myself for one mate, not two!"

"A few more days will change your mind."

"You sound confident."

"He made me that way," Halyn finished the conversation with a kiss.

When night fell, the storm started in its earnest. Snow fell from the inky sky, whipped by biting winds. Callder sought refuge inside his den. He coiled his tail around a right flank to preserve space and placed himself right in front of the entrance.

Halyn found it amusing. "Your gentle breeze grew teeth."

"It's temporary," Callder said. "Evening is like that. The temperature shifts and coldness is perceived greater than it actually is."

Keaira burst into a growled laughter, and Halyn joined her.

"It's snowing, Callder! You can't say rain is colder than snow!"

"It depends," Callder swished his luxurious tail, slapping Halyn over hir face.

Shi caught it in hir mouth, gentle enough to spare the feathers of a toothy embrace. Keaira joined in too, inspecting and taking the furred end into her own maw.

"Then go out. See how this gentle snow agrees with your summer coat."

"Nonsense. I'd have to leave you exposed. That goes against the courtesy I show to friends, especially wounded ones."

"Then come closer," Keaira said. "I still have to properly inspect you."

"Inspect me?" Callder turned his head around, azure eyes wide in the dim light. The sea offered many advantages to lorcaelans. One of them consisted of luminescent rocks. Callder spread them all around his den in small nests of sand and bones. The minerals fed the living stones, making them glow with a soft, flaming radiance.

"She has this ritual," Halyn explained. "Includes sniffs, nuzzles and prods even below your tail."

Callder's lips widened in a smile. He retrieved his tail, then lifted it for his companions' viewing pleasure. "Is that how you greet strangers, Keaira?"

She snuggled closer into Halyn. "I...not usually, no, but Halyn is special. Shi came to my pond smelling of fish and seed."

It was Callder's turn to laugh. Halyn closed hir eyes and covered them with a forepaw. "It was the den! It had this strange ooze on the ground that reeked of-"

"I know my dens, dear mate, and I know seed when I smell it," she taunted with a playful lick.

"It wasn't-"

"You are found guilty, Halyn," Callder interrupted with a choked laughter. "You can deceive eyes and mislead the ears, but scent? You can't cheat our nose, and you know it."

He had a point, the clever bastard. Lorcaelans told more from scents than anything else. Age, health and fertility were just a few of the things they identified with their fine noses.

"Fine...it was seed, but it wasn't my fault."

"Whose was it, then?" Callder retrieved his tail, curling it around a hind paw.

"Yours," Halyn made the male's muzzle part in surprise. "I couldn't get our last adventure out of my mind. Traveling on land unnerves me and the day was long, so I got a bit carried away."

"Just a bit?" Keaira intervened.

"A bit too much," Halyn admitted.

"I'm glad you left then," Callder picked one of his twigs and cracked it. "You pleasured yourself to my fine image, caught an even finer mate, and still found your way back to my den!"

"We won't be staying," Keaira joked.

"That's what they all say, dear."

"Then why are you alone, dear?" she pressed the last word.

Callder flashed his teeth in a charming and quite creepy way. "The others visitors had a difficult time handling my perfection."

They all shared a good laughter. The topic switched to hunting, then back to personal lives. Callder recounted about his family, Halyn went through hir adventure with Keaira, and the highland female told Callder about her cruel mate. She handled herself admirably, identifying with the past no longer. She had a much better home here, even with Callder's ridiculous pestering. That turned into another long debate, followed by a game of twig cracking and fish eating. The yawn fest came last, one of the most boring games ever. Even Callder became silent, waiting for his storm to subside while Halyn and Keaira prepared to sleep. They licked each other and stared at Callder's luxurious coat. He had a white patch running from muzzled all the way to his pouch, but other than that he was completely brown. Only black streaks along the ears and his flowing tuft added diversity, enhanced by the black spots speckling his flanks. The male swished his tail, presenting the azure gems of his luxurious feathers before backing a few steps. Even inside the den, he shivered like a kit absent a mother's embrace.

"Cuddle with us already, Callder! Your stubbornness won't mind a little slip for one night," Halyn said.

"It's foolish to remain there in the cold," Keaira added. "You are going to get sick, and I am not planning to hunt frozen fish for you."

"I'm not cold," Callder retorted. "Just shivering."

"How is that any different?" Halyn asked.

"Rhythmic control of the muscles is a good way to pass the time."

"It's also a good way to fall ill."

"I checked my den for gaps, and I assure you, there will be no falling inside here."

"Well then, if you won't come to us..." Halyn crawled across the cave and snuggled against Callder. "We'll come to you!"

Shi took one side, while Keaira took the other. The male found himself trapped. He had nowhere to go, and every one of his limbs was either pinned by a paw or a tail.

"You are annoying," he said, unable to keep the amusement out of his voice. "Annoyingly warm, that is."

"So you like it?"

"I...kind of do," Callder's voice broke when two heads pressed against his chest, one plopped on top of the other. "I still need time to decide."

"Oh, shush," Halyn nuzzled into his fluffy neck. "We know you like it. Every lorca has a weakness for warmth."

"I hate you both," Callder said, not bothering to hide the pleased trill escaping his throat. They fell asleep, piled into each other like a big, happy family. Nothing changed when the sun rose behind the oppressive blanket of clouds. The storm still raged outside the den, and the three lorcaelans still remained cuddled into each other. The extra warmth melted even Callder's stone-like conviction. He had no complaints about his living blankets, and even nuzzled the two of them under a moment of weakness, as he labeled it.

Halyn couldn't be happier. Shi had Callder and Keaira in the same place, just like in hir dream! Shi preferred to run and work hir now-healed leg back into shape through games or hunting, but cuddling was not bad. Not bad at all, if arousal could keep its slick head out of this affair. Inhaling the combined scents of hir dearest companions had an annoying, throbbing effect on Halyn's privates. Shi tried to distract hirself through fur nibbling or twig cracking. Nothing worked. Hir lust only grew in the same manner as hir cock, and it wasn't long before the scents became noticeable.

"Acceptance is the easiest form of distraction," Callder's advice came along with a suggestive tail slap on Halyn's rump.

"Releasing works better and faster," Keaira said soothingly. "I don't mind if you pleasure yourself, and I certainly don't mind helping you."

"I don't want that," Halyn placed hir head on hir paws and sighed.

"Shi's quite picky, my companion. Only mounting can quench hir thirst. Did I tell you how shi wanted to take and mate me like a female?" Callder whispered into Keaira's ear, obviously loud enough for Halyn to eavesdrop.

"Yes I did," Halyn said."I told you both several times."

"Well then," Callder dashed a long, loving lick across hir cheek. "My tail is at your disposal, whenever you wish."

"I don't want you."

Callder drew back, azure eyes widening with panic. "What?"

That was a priceless sight. Halyn sweetened the joke with a lick along his whiskers. "I want you both, Callder. Not just you."

"Well then, that can certainly be arranged, given your unique nature."

Halyn flushed. It was true. If shi took Keaira, Callder was free to take hir! "Not...not now."

"Even if the lust is giving you the dreaded shivers?" Callder joked.

"No," Halyn answered curtly. "We'll do it another time."

"I hope another time means soon!"

"Call me Iskan and take me like a fox, but I find myself in agreement with Callder."

"Fabulous Callder to you, dear lady," he licked one of Keaira's ears. She liked that. She liked it so much she pressed herself against him, demanding even more attention. Halyn couldn't take it. Seeing them nuzzle and touch themselves so softly sent hir lust soaring. Shi stifled her rebellious yelp and squirted, unleashing four gushes from her vulva and two spurts of pre from each of hir heads.

"You came?" Callder asked. Both he and Keaira looked at hir, ears twined, heads pressed against one another.

"Not yet, but if you keep rubbing each other like that, I just might."

The two feisty lorcas shared a glance, grinning mischievously. Halyn face-pawed and closed hir eyes, whimpering hir rising elation. They came on each of hir sides, nuzzling and licking from shoulders to ears.

"It is a good idea, but we won't do it," Keaira said.

"Not until you agree with it," Callder agreed.

Halyn yelped hir gratitude as another glob of hot liquescence left hir drenched lips. Shi wanted to take them both here and now, but it did not feel proper. The reason, whatever it was, eluded hir, so the three remained cuddled in the back of the den and waited for the storm to pass.

That took the whole day and the night. Morning found the sky coated with fluffy white clouds on an azure background and Halyn as aroused as the day before. Callder went fishing as soon as the storm stopped. He knew the best places of fishing in the cold. The lack of his warmth stung Halyn's heart, but supplies were exhausted, and all of them were starving.

Halyn remained inside the den, grooming Keaira's fur until she greeted hir with a warm morning kiss.

"Bright morning, dear mate."

"Rise well," Halyn replied.

Keaira looked around, yawned, then cuddled closer into her mate. "Where is Callder?"

"He left fishing," Halyn licked her chin. "We have the den for ourselves, but..."

"It's not the same," she continued, softly nibbling on Halyn's right ear.

Shi trilled softly, enjoying the caressing warmth and the gentle pinch. "Exactly. Callder and I...we were close, Keaira. He might seem a bit too full of himself at a glance, but you've seen how he is."

"Annoyingly lovely? Selfishly considerate?"

Halyn kissed hir mate with a wet lick. "Yes! He is caring and loving. I chose you as my mate, but at the same time..."

"You want him as well."

"Not after I left his den and betrayed his affection," Halyn rested his chin on Keaira's shoulder and sighed. Shi felt aroused just by thinking about what would have happened if shi remained that night with Callder.

"But you returned!" Keaira pulled Halyn closer, treating hir with wet, lovely grooming. "He's happy now, and so are we!"

"In..indeed..." Halyn trilled blissfully, losing hirself in the warm caress of that devious tongue. "I wanted to mate you both yesterday."

"What kept you back, my feisty mate?"

"Regret," Halyn answered. "Fear. Uncertainty. I left Callder, and-"

"I don't think he cares," Keaira interrupted with a quick nip that made Halyn yelp. "He is happy you came back Halyn, and he loves you. I know that because I love you too!"

Halyn rolled on hir back to stare her in the eyes. "Do you really think so?"

"Of course!" she said with a happy lick. "Those taunts and jokes had a point, you know."

Halyn wrapped hir forepaws around her neck and pulled Keaira into another long, passionate kiss. She was right. Callder wanted hir. The night of their mounting flared his lust as much as it flared Halyn's. How could shi not see that? Halyn swirled hir tongue around Keaira's and tasted every one of her fangs before she pulled away. Halyn pushed for another kiss, but Keaira covered hir nose with a paw, smiling mischievously.

"I have something better," she said, working her tongue down Halyn's chest just like last time.

Shi gripped her form, claws finding purchase between the black stripes of her coat. Keaira growled softly, limbs bucking with weakness. A wet glob fell on Halyn's flank, trailing its warmth down the slick fur. Her scent vastly increased, and Halyn could not help inhaling it. Shi sought refuge around one of Keaira's paws, biting softly as arousal leaked out of hir shivering lips. They clenched and parted in remembrance of the last penetration. How Keaira's tongue separated them with that unexpected caress. How she pierced and slid inside, stimulating that sensitive, hidden passage...

Halyn could hardly take it. Shi grazed the muscular paw, whimpering weakly as both hir sexes moistened and pulsated more than they had the right to. Keaira slid her tongue down Halyn's member, prodding and licking around the flesh trapped underneath the protective pouch. Shi throbbed again and again, and Keaira pushed it back with her own, aggressive nudge until three quick squirts released the pent-up tension.

"Pl-please," Halyn said, teeth clattering with overwhelming lust. "Take...take me..."

"Soon," Keaira whispered. "I have something new planned for you."

Halyn wanted to ask questions, but yipped and snarled instead, trying to contain the pleasure burning within hir. Every touch was shockingly intense across hir overly stimulated sex, bringing Halyn closer to the edge of delight. Shi did not want to embarrass and relieve hirself so quickly, but it was hard...throbbingly hard. Keaira had a gift for teasing. She paired touches with grazes, and licked in all the right places. Halyn's claws tensed and gripped with expectation. Her tongue was close now. So close. Halyn pressed hir muzzle shut, expecting that long tongue to plunge in deeper than ever.

Shi only got a quick lick though, and a weak squirt to match it.

"Mmmrrrrr," Keaira trilled, pushing herself back.

"Aren't you-you going to..."

"Not yet," she kissed her desperate mate. The taste of hirself made Halyn thrust, pushing hir trapped member against its pouch. Keaira lowered her flanks to meet it.

"I took in your member inside me, Halyn..." she licked and nibbled around hir lower jaw. "But I have yet to taste your lips."

"But...didn't you just...?"

"Not until now," Keaira thrust. She joined her muzzle with Halyn's just as their vulvas pressed against one another. Halyn moaned with delight. Hir paws gripped into fur and hir flanks trembled, thrusting weakly against the oppressive weight. Keaira joined in with her own, blissful yowl. She rocked back and forth, grinding her sex against Halyn's. Their lips kissed and throbbed, sucking one another in a squelching display of overflowing arousal.

It felt...ecstatic. The warmth was delightfully intense, tingling amidst the soft sliding of flesh against flesh. Halyn bit Keaira's neck, squeezing softly. Release was throbbingly close now. Just a few more thrusts and-

"Whaaaa?"

Both females turned their heads towards a shocked Callder. The two fish he caught fell from his parted maw. He blinked once, twice, thrice, as if the scene before him was ripped from a perfect fantasy.

"I-I...I'm not interrupting or anything, am I?" Callder stuttered, tongue twisting inside his muzzle.

Halyn burst with laughter. Shi never saw Callder so shocked! A burst of liquescence warmth left hir lips, making hir regret the sudden outburst.

"N-not at all!" Halyn said eagerly. "You appeared just when we intended," shi shot Keaira a glance. The female nodded, licked Halyn's nose and turned back towards Callder. "Indeed. Why don't you make yourself comfortable?"

"Or join us?" Halyn added.

"Are you-"

"YES!" Both lorcas said. "Just come here and stop staring. We'll warm you up."

"You will, Halyn," Keaira said smugly. "I'll work both of you until you burst with desire."

"That remains to be seen," Callder brushed himself against both females, sharing his scent and warm, loving nuzzles.

The short break was a needed relief for Halyn. Hir lust slowly died down as Callder made acquaintance with their muzzles. They started slowly, with plenty of physical rubbing and gleeful trilling. Callder sniffed and licked the two lorcas, his breathing becoming more desperate the lower he went. Halyn kissed hir mate and thrust again, continuing that maddening rubbing.

As expected, Callder couldn't keep his tongue inside for long. He sniffed and licked the air around the squelching lips, taking in the fertile scents. Halyn slapped Callder's flank with hir tail. Shi wanted more than sniffs, and shi got it.

Callder pushed his tongue out, licking with greedy, messy slurps. He couldn't choose which hole to slide into, and that made for a very arousing and infuriating teasing. Halyn waited until his tongue kissed hir lips, then clenched. The sudden motion drew Callder inside, too quick and too deep.

With a yip, Halyn released hir scalding lust. The gushes splashed against Callder's muzzle, wetting his nose with wave after wave of fertile nectar. He dropped on his belly, eyes closed, and sucked in as much of the fragrance as he could. Each twitch of lips sent another jolt across Halyn's form, and each wriggle inside hir wet sanctuary drew forth another squirt.

Halyn lost count of the gushes. They came too fast, oozed too quickly, and left hir panting for more.

"My mate looks rather spent," Keaira said, hopping off a shivering Halyn.

Callder retrieved his dripping tongue with a wet, messy slurp. "Looks can be deceiving. I bet you a mounting shi can take another one."

"So soon?" Keaira asked, sniffing around Halyn's concealed member.

"Indeed..." Callder tested Halyn's lips with a slow, tantalizing lick. "And I'm sure shi will not object to that."

"N-not at all," Halyn's voice crackled with desire. With Callder drooping his tongue just above hir trembling vulva and Keaira exposing hir member in all its throbbing glory, Halyn knew shi was in for the wildest orgasm of hir life.

It was just as expected, and more. Having hir sexes stimulated at the same time was unusually and shockingly delightful. Keaira worked her tongue around the member's heads with gentle expertise, while Callder slid his tongue across the edges of the puffy lips, cleaning any excess fluids. They seemed to have an unspoken accord to prolong and stretch Halyn's ecstasy far longer than shi could possibly bear.

For a lorcaelan gifted with both sexes, stimulation was brutally intense. Each throb sent shocks across hir respective sex, flaring hir fire more and more. The molten pressure made hir muscles as hard as hir member. Halyn hardly breathed properly with two tongues dashing and squeezing hir sensitive privates. Shi took quick, desperate gulps, wishing for the torrent to leak and disperse.

Both lorcaleans picked their pace, aiming at quicker, deeper stimulation. Halyn pressed hir muzzle shut. Shi wanted to cum and fill both those muzzles with righteous reward. Shi thrust, again and again, pressed by the dire urge to release. Callder picked up on that, as did Keaira. She maneuvered her tongue between each head, squeezing it every so often. She got a few good spurts of precum, tracing the warm liquid all the way into its den. Having hir holes violated pushed Halyn closer the edge, but not as much as the hungry tongue slithering inside her.

Callder probed deeper and deeper, filling Halyn's needy walls like a proper member. He even wriggled and slapped the tip inside, drawing out an exhausted yelp each time.

Halyn tensed. They both quickened their licks, and shi could take the stimulation no longer. With a feral cry, shi announced hir release. Keaira rubbed her tongue between the heads, one of the most sensitive places on any male. Callder squeezed his tongue deep, so that the muscles grabbed every inch of his long tongue.

The result was explosive. Halyn burst harder than ever before. Hir breath caught, and shi fought for awareness as the spiking pleasure flowed from its fetters. With one, mighty throb, shi unleashed hir lust with long, repetitive waves. Both holes exploded with the raging climax. The two lorcaelans licked and probed, catching as much fertile slime as they could. Keaira took the spewing member inside her maw, swallowing each spurt, while Callder pressed his muzzle against the overflowing lips.

The warmth was intense. Too intense. Halyn saw only stars before hir as she worked hir seed out with powerful, mind-numbing throbs. Each was more powerful than the last. Keiara yelped and choked. Her muzzle overflowed with dribbling seed, and her chin got pelted by the now-free member. Callder muffled a chirp of surprise. He was still tongue deep into Halyn, ramming his tongue inside and out like a proper male.

Halyn focused on the blissful sensations, feeling nothing but the strong throbs of release until the raging stream got reduced to a mere trickle.

With hir muscles finally relaxing, Halyn took a deep breath and went limp from all the exertion. Callder laughed, quickly joined in by Keaira.

"I told you shi's vigorous."

"Mhm," she said, cleaning her muzzle off the excess seed. "Can shi...do it again?"

Callder cleaned the still-twitching lips with a broad lick, savoring the rich taste of female cum. "Of course, after shi gets a bit of rest."

They both padded closer to Halyn's head, licking hir affectionately. Shi reciprocated with lazy licks, tasting both of hir fluids. Release took its toll, but Callder had the right of it. For a hermaphrodite, recovery was a lot quicker.

Callder and Keaira cleaned Halyn thoroughly, then proceeded to clean themselves, starting with the muzzles. The mere sight of those tongues dancing around each other tickled Halyn's lust. Shi watched, mouth agape, how the two lorcaelans inspected each other, only that this time, inspection meant lewd, direct licks across their sex. Callder caught a good taste of Keaira, making her moan with irritation. In revenge, she rolled on her back and steadied Callder's erect member between her forepaws. Before Callder could react, she split his sensitive heads with her tongue, unleashing a feral cry from the male. Halyn felt the throbs as hir own. Callder pulsated once, twice, then unleashed four waves of successful squirts across Keaira's face. She enjoyed that, savoring the quick flavor before rolling on her paws. As soon as she was up, Callder bribed her with another lick. She lifted her tail, sex fully exposed. Slapping his muzzle with lust, Callder mounted her. The way he brushed his flared member against Keaira's wet lips did it for Halyn. Shi yelped quietly, rubbing a paw over hir squirting lips.

Callder dismounted and rushed towards hir.

"Don't do that, you aroused little kit," he brushed Halyn's paw away and allowed his tongue to take its place.

"You have us, dear mate," Keaira joined in with a delightful kiss.

Halyn enjoyed it thoroughly. "I...I didn't want to interrupt," shi said, slightly embarrassed. "The way you took each other was...it was..." shi licked hir muzzle, still searching for the proper word.

"Unexciting and bland," Callder said. "It's a proper mounting. Anyone can expect that."

"But what they don't expect..." Keaira trailed off suggestively.

"Is a union between all three of us!" Callder said proudly and gave Halyn a quick, lust filled lick across his sexes. "After all, you promised."

Halyn trilled hir excitement and shot on hir paws faster than shi could throb. Shi tasted Keaira, bringing her on the verge of release before filling her needy lips with something meatier. Keaira yelped. She squeezed around the intrusion, pushing back into Halyn's flanks. She wanted more. A lot more.

Halyn thrust deeper, rubbing hir length across her delicate folds. Sharing the warmth and the touch of hir mate was delightful. Unique. Fulfilling. Just like the first time. Shi closed hir eyes, basking in every thrust until Callder joined in. Taking one mate was exciting, but being taken by another was something else entirely.

Callder pressed his warm chest against Halyn's back and embraced hir with his forepaws. Halyn trilled excitedly. Shi loved Callder's tongue between hir ears as much as Keaira's squeezing insides. Shi thrust again, feeling hirself slipping against Callder's pull. The stronger male had a bit of trouble adjusting himself. Mounting a mounting female was no easy feat. His bulging member bobbed, rubbing between Halyn's legs as it sought passage inside. Halyn felt the warmth and pulled back, encouraging Callder with a soft tail slap. Callder thrust, again and again, each time missing his mark. He did not care just for himself though. For every missed thrust, he licked and nibbled Halyn's nape until shi yipped with affection.

Then, just before Halyn mounted another thrust, Callder slid in with his own, snarling yelp. Halyn's ear stung inside the embrace of his teeth, but it felt good. So good and so warm. When pushed to this level of arousal, each scratch or bite turned into blissful elation. Halyn gripped Keaira tighter and thrust quicker, feeling hir climax quickly approaching. The female looked back, panting. Every time Callder thrust shi squeezed, and with every squeeze shi thrust. The pleasure soon became overwhelming, and Halyn traded licks for soft bites and grazes. They were both so warm, so wet...Keaira's fluids surrounded Halyn and squelched with every thrust. Excitement got the best of Callder too. He filled Halyn with warm, sudden squirts, spiking hir pleasure to new heights.

Halyn was again brought on the verge of bursting with love and lust. Shi clenched and throbbed, struggling to keep the uncaged bliss in its fetters.

Shi failed. A riptide of fluids followed hir cry, spilling into Keaira's slick depths. The release sent her over the edge too. Her walls convulsed around Halyn, milking hir spurting seed with hungry gulps. Halyn pushed deeper, and deeper, but strength left hir. Callder too loosened himself inside hir, splashing his scalding essence deep into Halyn's weeping sanctuary. Shi welcomed the warm seed with another feral cry, suckling it for all its worth. Each throb did not fill hir only with fertile semen, but with the love and affection of a loving mate. For Halyn, that was all it took to break loose. Shi filled and squirted, sharing both of hir essences with hir beloved companions.

The orgasm was long and exhausting. Halyn lost hir grip, but Callder's muscular form kept hir steady until shi finished. Once Callder dismounted, Halyn dropped with a drawn out moan. Shi fell on hir side, catching the overflow of seed and female arousal with a front paw. The warm liquid dribbled between hir webbed toes like honey, wetting the dry grass with lust and fertility.

"That was..."

"Unique."

"Amazing."

"Again," Callder said, licking his two females. "We have to do it again."

Halyn smiled. Keaira dropped on top of hir, soon followed by Callder. All three lorcaelans dropped in a pile of love and sexual fluids, cleaning each other with delightful tongue strokes. Halyn savored the taste of seed thoroughly. Shi ate hir own, but Callder's had a stronger fragrance. Shi followed the retreating member all the way into the pouch, meeting the owner's head at the entrance. Callder licked hir happily, stealing his own milky essence from Halyn's whiskers while sharing Keaira's.

Halyn cleaned Callder, then traced the taste back to its source. Keaira lay on her back, as any female did to encourage insemination. A long line of milky ooze dribbled from her squelching lips, savory and untouched. Halyn slurped everything before seeking refuge into her lips. Keaira gripped hir head with her forepaws, encouraging that tongue to slide deeper and deeper until she threatened to release.

"W-wait," she pushed Halyn away. "I owe him a favor."

Callder perked his head, licking his nose clean of Halyn's fluids.

"Yes!" He leaped on all fours. "Yes you do."

"And you owe me a favor too," Halyn interrupted with a quick lick under Callder's pouch.

"That one?" the male smiled, hinting at the past mounting.

"That one," Halyn prodded his tail hole with a quick lick.

"Well then!" Callder lifted his tail, presenting himself in all his glory. "Have me whenever you're ready."

Halyn sniffed and licked around his flexing tailhole. It squeezed when hir tongue slid inside the ring of flesh to probe its insides. Callder swished his tail, lifting it higher. He obviously enjoyed Halyn's treatment, panting like a fox in heat. Halyn licked a dozen times. Saliva was a good lubricant, but nowhere as effective as a female's soaking fluids. Shi dropped on the ground and rubbed a paw over hir spurting vulva. Shi collected the slimy fluids on the pads of hir paw and rubbed it around Callder's tailhole, sliding a finger inside turn by turn.

"That feels...feels so good!" the male growled, hardly containing his rising lust.

"Then relax. You will get your reward soon enough."

He was too aroused to do tha, but Halyn still managed to lubricate his tail hole quite well. She rubbed the heads of hir member with a quick rub, then mounted Callder.

With a plunge, Halyn sunk hirself into the needy male. He buckled and growled, fighting for balance. He was unreasonably tight, clenching around Halyn with wild, powerful grip. Shi squeezed hir maw shut, stifling the moan escaping hir throat. He was not as wet nor as comforting as a properly aroused female, but the power behind that grip flared Halyn's lust. Shi thrust deeper, and deeper, seeking proper shelter inside the overly tight confines. The lubrication paid off. Halyn sank more than half of hir length. Shi was squeezed and prodded from all sides, and the warm pulsations were relentless.

Halyn and Callder moaned at the same time. The sound of splashing followed the twin howl, along with several powerful throbs. Seed? Could have very well been. Shi bit Callder's nape, then licked it, encouraging him to mount his own female. Like any selfless lorca, Callder waited. He warmed up Keaira's lust with several tongue strokes then jumped her, piercing her folds on the first try. Blissful trills filled the den, descending into moans with every thrust or caress.

Halyn focused on hirself. Weariness took its toll, and the peak was slightly harder to reach. Shi gripped Callder properly and thrust in and out, rubbing hir flared heads against the tight muscles. They clenched, trembled, then clenched again, until unsteady tremors gripped them.

Halyn was deep inside Callder when the male yowled his orgasm. He squeezed harder than ever before, pumping out waves of fertile semen inside a screaming Keiara. Halyn bit harder on Callder's brown neck and sank a little deeper into that quivering passage. These throbs were so healthy. So powerful. The mere thought of being inseminated through these glorious pulsations sent hir own member into uncontrollable spasms. Halyn gripped and steadied hirself as best as shi could, feeling weak and unsteady. Then, the first spurt came, tensing hir muscles all over. Shi unleashed, cumming into Callder's tight tailhole. A riptide of seed followed. Hir legs trembled and buckled with every spurt shi shot. The trapped seed created a cloud of slick warmth, spiking Halyn's pleasure even higher. Shi kept rubbing and moving, working hir oversensitive heads until they loosened their entire burden.

A cascade of dripping semen followed Halyn's dismount. Shi dropped on hir side, watching the gooey streams while shi panted. Callder remained inside Keaira a bit longer, licking her neck with long strokes of his tongue. She arched her own black-furred head to return the affection. Once they broke apart, the two lorcas nuzzled happily and joined Halyn on either side.

"You peaked quickly," Halyn nibbled one of Callder's paws.

"Right back at you, dear," he picked a fish and swung it in Halyn's face. "Lasting long is not one of your virtues."

"Nor is yours."

"Silly males," Keaira said, wrapping her tail around both. "I peaked after the second thrust."

They both stared at her with their fish still in their mouths.

"Being filled feels too good! You have to admit that since you both took yourselves in turns!"

They both nodded their agreement and returned to their meals, completely exhausted. Halyn shared hirs with Keaira, and Callder gave bits of his own to everyone. He was so considerate, dear Callder, and for that he got a well-deserved cuddle. All three lorcaelans fell asleep into a pile, spent and filled with more than just fish.

Unlike the day before, Callder was not absent from the morning grooming. He woke Halyn with a soft nibble around an ear -they were annoyingly sensitive- and invited hir to a round of fur licking. Halyn gleefully accepted. Shi didn't get as much Callder as shi did in the past. They started with their muzzles, bumping and licking them at every opportunity.

Keaira awoke when they just finished their flanks and joined in. Tail grooming took more time due to the exotic nature of the feathers. They were every lorcaelan's pride, and required considerable attention. When the two were done, they turned to Keaira, submitting her to a throughout cleaning. It took a bit long to clean all those dried fluids, but the taste made up for it. They shared few words in between the licks, letting pleasure and instincts take over.

Once that was done, they went outside the den and stretched their limbs. Halyn and Keaira picked up the scraps and threw them in a small, earthen dug hole while Callder took out his shiny rocks. Sunlight quickened their recharge, and nights were a lot more pleasant with a source of light.

With the day's tasks done, the three lorcaelans turned to more enjoyable activities. Hunting prey took too much energy, but hunting each other was a different game. The tackling was exciting, the bites and scratches soft enough to slide harmlessly along the fur, and the defeated always got more licks than the victors. Halyn was just getting hir well deserved reward for besting hir mate when a resounding bellow boomed beyond the hill.

Keaira yelped and buried her head into Halyn. "It's-That's him!" she said, panicking. "We have to run. Have to flee. Have to-"

"Calm down," Halyn hugged her fiercely. "He's not going to hurt you."

"Who is this he?" Callder approached.

"Keaira's-"

"My mate," Keaira interrupted with a fierce snarl. "He's the brute that raped and-and-"

"He's not going to do any of that here," Callder curled around her protectively. "This is my territory, and that despicable brute will find out how I deal with the likes of him."

"He's big, and strong. Too strong..."

"And we're three, Keaira" Callder said. "He can't take all of us on."

"He-he can," Keaira mumbled, shivering. "He's strong. So strong..."

"We'll defeat him. We did it once, and can do it again," Halyn soothed Keaira with another lick and pusher hirself closer to Callder. "Keaira is scared, but she's right. That...thing is unlike anything I've seen."

"Good," Callder bared his fangs. "He'll bleed more then, and suffer for every thrust and scratch he inflicted upon your mate."

Halyn's eyes widened. Shi never saw Callder so tense and determined before. "Are you planning to kill him?"

"I have every intention to," he softened his snarl and nuzzled into Keaira's neck. "Better he perishes now before inflicting any more harm upon other females."

"I'll help," Halyn said. "Just tell me what to do."

Keaira rose. She was still shaking, but her eyes burned with determination and vengeance. "If you fight, I won't stay behind, cowering. Not this time."

"You don't have to. Me and Callder can-"

"No," Keaira snarled. "I allowed him to torment my body and my memories for too long. That ends now."

"Perfect. Now, we have to..." Callder started explaining his tactics. He dealt with more intruders than anyone, and had the experience to prove it. Most males preferred to avoid fighting, but there were the rare few that lusted for combat. The brute was no exception.

He showed his scarred face quicker than they all expected. He leaped in with a roar, huffing like the angry beast he was.

"There you are," he looked at Keaira. "I told you what happens if you flee, little wretch."

"And I did it anyway. How does that make you feel?" Keaira spat, growling.

"Grrrah!" The brute roared, tail thrashing. "You dare speak against ME?!"

"I will dare hurting you, monster, just like you hurt me!"

The beast seethed. He clawed the earth, tearing chunks as he huffed and snarled and growled. "No, little whelp," he approached. "I will hurt you, rake your flesh, then ram myself inside your bleeding hole," he snarled viciously. "When I'm done, you will wish you had stayed."

"Try that, Scars," Callder chirped, giving the signal for the first phase of the attack. "Maybe for once I'll have proper contest."

"Arf! Raaaaaaargh!" The brute charged.

He lost his composure, just as Callder predicted. Halyn leaped after him, heart thrumming in hir chest. The brute jumped towards Callder, aiming to finish the greater resistance with one decisive strike. But Callder was no easy prey. He sidestepped the charge and ripped the grass with the following leap. The brute turned towards him, failing to see the black female charging from his left. Keaira grabbed one of his frontpaws and clamped as hard as she could. A sickening roar followed, filled with pain and misery.

The beast slapped his tail towards the pest. Halyn caught it mid swing and bit into the soft flesh. That caught his attention. The grizzled male turned, showing his humongous fangs. He was out of reach, and Halyn took the opportunity to sink hir fangs into the tail tip and claw the tail feathers to shreds. The beast pushed the ground. He turned faster than expected, head butting Halyn into the ground. He stared his quarry with killing intent, but the two other lorcaelans were upon his back before he knew it.

They fell, a tangle of limbs and tails. Halyn collected hirself and joined the scuffle. Shi found a hind paw and trapped it between hir jaws, while Callder and Keaira subdued the beast's head. They trapped his neck and muzzle in a vice grip, allowing only a muffle cry to escape. He was quite pathetic, squirming and moaning like that. Halyn twisted the bone for good measure, robbing the beast of its balance. The muffled roar that followed was horrible. Unearthly, unlike anything lorcaelans produced.

"He is defeated, Callder," Halyn released the bloody mess from his maw. "You don't have to kill him."

Callder looked at Halyn, a savage growl reverberating from his throat. He had a deep, seething hatred for abusive males. They were against everything he believed to be right, and with a merciless rapist trapped inside his grip, he undoubtedly aimed for the kill.

Keaira too growled, probably agreeing with Callder. She too had a good reason to end the male and bury her pain for good.

"I don't blame either of you for seeking vengeance, but hatred changes us...I have hated too, and it hurt..." Halyn said. "I don't want you two walking the same path."

Only blinks answered hir. The brute's thrashing slowed. He was probably fading, just as he deserved.

"He'll limp for the rest of his life, and probably never hunt again. Let nature claim him. Robbing him of all the joys of life is a fit punishment. His death will not burden you nor bloody your paws. Please..."

Keaira released her grip. She licked her bloody muzzle and roared in the brute's face. "My real mate is right, you pitiful brute. You are not worth my time, nor the mercy of a quick death."

She padded towards Halyn, then crouched. "Release him. If he attacks, I'll end his squirming."

Callder complied. He jumped away from the broken beast, ready to attack at the earliest sign of aggression. He rose, stumbling upon his three unbroken limbs.

"You are weak. Three pitiful kits snuggled in a predator's den," he started limping away. "Bide your time. Lick your wounds, and know I will be back."

"We'll be delighted for another visit. Don't forget to bring berries!" Callder taunted.

The brute no longer had the fire to fight. He bounded towards the hills, with a broken leg and a tattered tail absent any feathers.

"He won't come back," Keaira said, snuggling closer to her two companions. "That tail was his life, and weakness his prey. Without those, he is nothing."

"Just a scared kit in my den," Callder laughed, licking the blood off his muzzle. Halyn groomed them both, pleased with their decision.

"Thank you for-"

"No," they said at the same time. "Thank you," Callder and Keaira licked hir in turns.

"Hatred and vengeance are slightly less entertaining than their opposites," Callder said. "But...I was about to let myself kill that beast."

"And taint your claws?" Keaira nuzzled him. "No. He got what he truly deserved."

"I don't know..." Callder said. "Hunting might be bothersome with a broken leg, but berries are still quite delicious!'

"We don't eat them," Keaira nipped his ear. "But you water lovers are odd like that!"

"We are!" Callder laughed. "And really? You did not even try berries."

"Nuh-uh," Keaira shook her head.

"We'll have to procure some for you," Halyn said.

"Do that, if you want your sensitive paws to be tickled."

Halyn leaped away from her ticklish tongue. Shi sought Callder's comfort, but the male took no sides. He walked back to his den, flanked by his brave defenders.

"We do make a pretty good team," Halyn said, swishing hir tail with contentment. "Maybe we should stay around for bit longer ... a lot longer."

Callder blinked. "Here? With me?"

"No, with my limping mate and his ravaged tail," Keaira nuzzled his neck. "Of course you!"

"But..." Callder twitched his ears. He looked left, then right, and then groomed one of his paws. He was so cute when indecision got the best of him! "Wait, wait, wait. You two are the mates. You mated! The coupling we had in the den was-"

"It was deep," Keaira said.

"And fulfilling, just like a proper mating." Halyn added.

"Yes, but you mean...I mean the three of us..." he trailed off, finding his muzzle a bit too preoccupied with two tongues trying to slide inside. Callder's blood rushed to his cheek as he opened his maw, accepting the wet, passionate kiss. Warmth and affection coursed through all of them, and they only broke the kiss when the need for air became dire.

"I love you, Callder," Halyn pushed into the brown male. "I don't think there's any need to express it through words."

"You're right. There are more ways. Better ways," Callder turned to Keaira. "And that applies to you too!"

She smiled and licked his chin. "I favor touch too, but words have a certain way of...pleasing you," she rubbed her cheek all the way to Callder's ears. "My reason to stay here and share you with my mate is simple."

"How simple?" Callder asked with a quick nip.

"Simpler than your question!"

"Well, let's hear It then!"

"Now that you put it that way..." Keaira slinked around his muzzle, then clamped it between her jaws. "I realized you are not a simple bastard, but a lovely, smart, and infuriatingly cute bastard! And you speak far too much."

Callder turned his hopeful eyes towards Halyn. Shi offered no support, rubbing against both of them.

Keaira loosened her grip, allowing Callder to shake off his head. "Ack, you're right," he said. "I am guilty of rambling about all kinds of nonsense, but you all have to admit you like it!'

"Suuuure."

"Yes. Yes we do," Halyn said with a chuckle.

"Good that's covered. Now, since you two can't seem to take care of yourselves, it would be my intense delight to have both of you in my den... and under my tail," he added softly.

"I heard that, my mate" Halyn said, snuggling into hir two lovers.

"Me too! And that idea of consolidating our new bond intrigues me." Keaira nuzzled them both.

"You...want to do it now?" Callder asked, dumbfounded.

"Why not?" She pressed.

"After all, what is better than a bit of mating after an ordinary day of scuffling with brutes?"

Callder bowed to Halyn's argument. He leaped ahead, leading the way for a few steps before his two mates caught up. They said something about equality, and Callder had to agree with them. Again! Living with two mates had certain disadvantages, but another round of snuggling and mating was not one of them.

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How was that for a story? Please share any thoughts or questions you might have in the comments below. Until then, here's a few more tidbits about Lorcaelans:

-->Lorcaelans, or Lorcas for short, are a dog sized marsupial found in Scotland. The names of each subspecies give away their preferred habitats ... (Highlands in the Highlands, Loch Iskan in the Lochs(Lakes), Coastal Iskan on the Coasts, and Sylvans in the Trees/Forests). With wolves being extinct in the UK for hundreds of years, our Lorca have found a niche they can fill rather well.

--> What makes Lorcaelan most unique is the eleven feathers that make up the tail. This plume of feathers is located at the end of the tail and used for all types of body language and display. Four of the five Focus feathers are marked with eye spots just like a peacock. The tail of Males, also called Boomers or Todds, are more brightly marked than the Females, also called Flyers or Vixens. The Vixen's eye spots are more of a pastel color. Both genders have a thick tuft of fur running down their necks and back which can be fluffed to make them look larger to a possible threat or more attractive to the opposite sex.

--> Slit Pupils

-->5 Toes on the front paws, 4 on the back

--> Two sets of lower fangs

Read more on the official website! http://lorca-chronicles.webs.com/

_Lorcaelans are a CLOSED species, meaning that you can't RP, write stories, or play around with them without getting the proper authorization. If you'd like to have one, please contact the creator at http://encounterethereal.deviantart.com/ or just send a PM to Xander Dragunov _