Episode 054: Making Up
Author Note: This is #1 for the 12th month of 06. I plan to have two more to end the year and my resolution for the year with a bang. I hope you enjoy this chapter, I like the results. :)
Forgotten Instincts
Episode 054
"Making Up"
By Darfix
"Boss?" one of the nameless Mightyena soldiers calls to his leader, Tardro, the Mightyena fanatic who no holds several lives in his paws depending on the decision he decides to make this day in his quest for power.
"What do you want?" he responds, turning his unamused face to the one who spoke out to him.
This catches Darfix' interest in particular. It appears the conversation had taken the turn he wanted it to. Tardro's leadership was now being questioned.
"I propose we return and let our chief decide what to do," the soldier comments, "It is not your decision if they live or die...this is too complicated for us to control."
"Oh?" Tardro replies with a quirked brow. He proceeds to turn his gaze to all of his soldiers who are surrounding Niktsu and Darfix, "Does anyone else feel this way?" he asks them all in a cocky manner.
Some exchanged mumbling is heard but very little of it is coherent. Even as Darfix and Niktsu perk up and align their ears correctly, the whispering between some of the soldiers isn't easy to decode.
After a moment, there is a few who apparently agree with the questioning soldier.
"Chief Xauzo should know about this," one Mightyena speaks.
"This is his daughter we're talking about, he will want to knowâ�"and administer punishment himself," another insists. Apparently, these words result in a few more of the Mightyenas to "switch sides".
"So be it then..." Tardro responds coldly, as if not expecting such a response. He may be a self-absorbed, hotheaded fanatic, but he was not an idiot. One does not gain as much support as he had this day by being an idiot. "We will return Skylia and the prisoners, and let chief Xauzo decide the fates of these two. Make sure they do not try to escape and escort them back," he insists, silently turning to gaze down at Skylia as he gives the order.
With his soldiers busy carrying out their new orders, Tardro exchanged glances with Skylia yet again. He feels he still needs to attempt to get her not to rat on him to her father.
"And if you say anything to your old 'yena, I will slit your throat in your sleep, capeesh?" Tardro threatens the young princess, even going so far as to run one of his claws along his neck line for her to digest visually.
The Poochyena cringes and nods her head rapidly, "Yâ�"yes, Tardro..."
"Good girl," he replies, taking point and leading the convoy of canines back towards the Mightyena encampment with Darfix and Niktsu as prisoners.
Back on the shore of the white water rapids, Kyotsu remains at rest above the Zigzagoon's body, hoping that his body which was now warming up again, would help revive her from her out, though breathing state.
Before long, he is kicked "awake" from a form of "day-sleeping" when he feels her tail twitch lightly between his hind legs. Such motion did revive him and he jolts a little, looking down at the Zigzagoon in curiosity, "Hmm? Miss? Are you okay?" he asks in a concerned manner.
"Mmm..." the Zigzagoon murrs softly, intuitively the feeling of a warm Vulpix body feels nice on top of you, like being covered in a warm blanket wrapped all the way around your body.
Kyotsu smiles and finds himself giving the top of her head a light lick, "Glad to hear it..." he comments, partially joking in his demeanor.
"What?" the Zigzagoon suddenly questions as she is ejected from the sleepy condition by his even warmer tongue. "Where am I?" she asks, moving one of her fore paws to her face to rub at her eyes a little.
"Well, we're about a mile or so down stream of where you pushed me into the water, both of us are injured, and I woke up with you passed out next to meâ�"so I decided to..."
"Take advantage of me?" Edge questions quickly, cutting Kyotsu off in a surprised manner. Based on how she found him positioned over her, she had tangibly jumped to conclusions. Interestingly enough, she did not seem the least bit upset, "...and you didn't have the kindness to wake me during?"
"Woah, I...!" he exclaims suddenly.
"Just couldn't help yourselfâ�"had to get your jollies off with no regard for the female, hmm?" she asks, closing her eyes and stretching slightly, forcing more of her backside to run against his lower tummy and his loins. Her fur proves to be tantilizing on his groin region.
"No, no! You've got it all...!"
"No wonder I'm so warm...I heard the semen of a Fire type can melt even the thickest ice. Are you sure it's safe to be filling innocent females with that stuff?" she asks, her tail now curling around his hind legs as she proves to him how strong her own hind legs are, partially lifting him up into a standing position. Now, both of them are sloped, her hind quarters in the air with her chest to the ground, and his body matching her own position on top of her.
"Hey, now! That's...!"
She grins and without warning, ceases all of her teasing and lowers both of their bodies back to the ground, "I'm just messing with you, you do not have the daring nature of more foolish males..."
"Iâ�"can see you're feeling better..." Kyotsu replies, clearing his throat a bit, seeming in quite the need of a cold shower now after such treatment, "Youâ�"are quite skilled at what you do...you know that?"
Edge quirks a brow some and gazes up at him from her less dominate position beneath him, "What I do?" she asks, "I'm not a moll, if that is what you are implying..."
"I'mâ�"sorry, but you have caused me a great deal of trouble with your...temptress behavior..." he comments, adjusting his southern region a little to get more comfortable giving the effects of her previous bodily actions.
"You're just weak," she comments with a hint of a snicker, "Stronger than most, but definitely weak..."
"That's not funny," Kyotsu replies quickly, feeling his paws, which rested on her sides, slightly gripping her tighter, perhaps in frustration.
"I'm not a jester either, Vulpix," she shoots back, lightly lifting her head and pushing it back some so that the back of her neck runs along the front of his. This results in him rearing back from her a little.
"Than just what are you...?" he asks while grinding his teeth, his voice losing patience based on his tone.
"...thankful you felt a need to save my life?" she asks, remaining in the same pose, but drifting her eye sight over to his own. If she weren't beneath him, she'd be contacting noses with him as well, but despite this handicap, her gaze could be compared to having sex, without the penetration of course. She certainly knew how to "thank".
"Err, don't mention it..." he responds timidly, feeling a need to stand up off of her, but at the same time, not wanting to be terribly rude, resulting in him slowly elevating his body from hers.
"Don't mention it?" she asks with a hint of a giggle, "But I want to flaunt it to all, so all know the heroic deeds of my savior," she adds, seemingly taking this role playing game for one hell of a ride. In doing so, she gets up, and as gracefully as possible with a busted up right hind leg, begins to follow after him as he slightly retreats from her. "My rescuer of noble blood who, despite reticule from the rest of his kind, went out of his way to save my commoner soul," she chimes in a dramatic manner, as if she were on stage to a Broadway musical. She collapses at his hind legs and clings onto them in a idiosyncratic style.
"I wish to make sweet chemistry with the one who cares so much for me! I wish to grant him as many offspring as he may desire!"
By now, Kyotsu's face is plastered with a look of disbelieve and intense confusion. At the same time, she really wasn't that bad, despite going a little overboard. It was obvious her actions were meant in jest anyway.
"Just what is it that is meriting your odd behavior? You seem a tad bi-polar to me..." the Vulpix retorts, lightly kicking with his hind legs as she clings onto them.
"Whyâ�"my love for you merits all of my actions, Galahad!" she exclaims, releasing his hind legs and rolling onto her back behind him, resting in the sand and placing the back of her right hind paw on her forehead, forcing her head back like an overplayed actress, "Do not leave me a virgin, Galahad, I have made myself ready for you!" the Zigzagoon continues to tease.
"Heh," Kyotsu clears his throat some as he tries not to watch her strangely arousing body language, "I think the humor behind this is starting to wear off..."
The Zigzagoon suddenly begins to giggle, clutching her fluffy chest while going back out of character it would seem, "I'm sorry, but I cannot help myselfâ�"I get a little mischievous when dealing with someone who tries to act all proper and noble. But you have to admit, it was fun..."
"I won't forget it anytime soon," Kyotsu replies with a mere hint of amusement in his voice, "And I hate to interrupt your acting practice, but I think we should start back upstream. I have aâ�"girlfriend to get back to, and I'm sure you have "someones" to get back to..." he comments, hinting that perhaps he had no idea if she was monogamous or polygamous.
Professedly, his words seem to hurt her, though just a little bit. She moves off of her back and back into a sitting position and nods. Her voice shifts to a quieter, more serious tone, "I'll get you back up stream to your little vixen."
"Thank you," he responds quietly, "But are you sure you can walk on that hind leg?"
"Only one way to find out isn't there?" the Zigzagoon replies confidently with a grin as she begins to move out of her sitting position and onto all fours, preparing to take a few, serious steps forward.
Little do the two know, a Skarmory had been watching the two for a moment, perched up in a tree overlooking the water. As soon as the two begin moving back up stream, the large, steel bird stretches out his wings and retreats to an unknown location. It would appear that the little game Edge was playing with Kyotsu and her comrades, was now unraveled and consequences would soon be handed out like bowls at a soup kitchen.
Meanwhile, Yukoni's adventure had just begun. She had escaped her mother's sleeping grasp in attempt to locate her sister, father, and her sister's mate, the one who was kind and sweet to her, Darfix. Obviously young and naive, chalk full of innocence, the girl only managed to bring a small twig with berries attached with her on her journey. Going it alone was also on the list of unwise decisions she had made. She is no doubt, asking for trouble.
Before her quest is given much of a chance to begin, she suddenly hears a twig snap behind her. Alert like most foxes, her ears immediately pivot in the necessary direction to sense the disturbance. Her head soon follows, the motion causing the berries to dangle from the small twig held in her muzzle. She is unable to verbally call out to the intruder because of the twig in her maw, but she holds her ground, awaiting for the individual behind the noise to come into view. She can feel her heart racing, as fear as to what, or who this may be consumes her entire state of mind. She can even feel sweat begin to trickle down the side of her head.
To Be Continued...
Episode 054
"Making Up"
By Darfix
"Boss?" one of the nameless Mightyena soldiers calls to his leader, Tardro, the Mightyena fanatic who no holds several lives in his paws depending on the decision he decides to make this day in his quest for power.
"What do you want?" he responds, turning his unamused face to the one who spoke out to him.
This catches Darfix' interest in particular. It appears the conversation had taken the turn he wanted it to. Tardro's leadership was now being questioned.
"I propose we return and let our chief decide what to do," the soldier comments, "It is not your decision if they live or die...this is too complicated for us to control."
"Oh?" Tardro replies with a quirked brow. He proceeds to turn his gaze to all of his soldiers who are surrounding Niktsu and Darfix, "Does anyone else feel this way?" he asks them all in a cocky manner.
Some exchanged mumbling is heard but very little of it is coherent. Even as Darfix and Niktsu perk up and align their ears correctly, the whispering between some of the soldiers isn't easy to decode.
After a moment, there is a few who apparently agree with the questioning soldier.
"Chief Xauzo should know about this," one Mightyena speaks.
"This is his daughter we're talking about, he will want to knowâ�"and administer punishment himself," another insists. Apparently, these words result in a few more of the Mightyenas to "switch sides".
"So be it then..." Tardro responds coldly, as if not expecting such a response. He may be a self-absorbed, hotheaded fanatic, but he was not an idiot. One does not gain as much support as he had this day by being an idiot. "We will return Skylia and the prisoners, and let chief Xauzo decide the fates of these two. Make sure they do not try to escape and escort them back," he insists, silently turning to gaze down at Skylia as he gives the order.
With his soldiers busy carrying out their new orders, Tardro exchanged glances with Skylia yet again. He feels he still needs to attempt to get her not to rat on him to her father.
"And if you say anything to your old 'yena, I will slit your throat in your sleep, capeesh?" Tardro threatens the young princess, even going so far as to run one of his claws along his neck line for her to digest visually.
The Poochyena cringes and nods her head rapidly, "Yâ�"yes, Tardro..."
"Good girl," he replies, taking point and leading the convoy of canines back towards the Mightyena encampment with Darfix and Niktsu as prisoners.
Back on the shore of the white water rapids, Kyotsu remains at rest above the Zigzagoon's body, hoping that his body which was now warming up again, would help revive her from her out, though breathing state.
Before long, he is kicked "awake" from a form of "day-sleeping" when he feels her tail twitch lightly between his hind legs. Such motion did revive him and he jolts a little, looking down at the Zigzagoon in curiosity, "Hmm? Miss? Are you okay?" he asks in a concerned manner.
"Mmm..." the Zigzagoon murrs softly, intuitively the feeling of a warm Vulpix body feels nice on top of you, like being covered in a warm blanket wrapped all the way around your body.
Kyotsu smiles and finds himself giving the top of her head a light lick, "Glad to hear it..." he comments, partially joking in his demeanor.
"What?" the Zigzagoon suddenly questions as she is ejected from the sleepy condition by his even warmer tongue. "Where am I?" she asks, moving one of her fore paws to her face to rub at her eyes a little.
"Well, we're about a mile or so down stream of where you pushed me into the water, both of us are injured, and I woke up with you passed out next to meâ�"so I decided to..."
"Take advantage of me?" Edge questions quickly, cutting Kyotsu off in a surprised manner. Based on how she found him positioned over her, she had tangibly jumped to conclusions. Interestingly enough, she did not seem the least bit upset, "...and you didn't have the kindness to wake me during?"
"Woah, I...!" he exclaims suddenly.
"Just couldn't help yourselfâ�"had to get your jollies off with no regard for the female, hmm?" she asks, closing her eyes and stretching slightly, forcing more of her backside to run against his lower tummy and his loins. Her fur proves to be tantilizing on his groin region.
"No, no! You've got it all...!"
"No wonder I'm so warm...I heard the semen of a Fire type can melt even the thickest ice. Are you sure it's safe to be filling innocent females with that stuff?" she asks, her tail now curling around his hind legs as she proves to him how strong her own hind legs are, partially lifting him up into a standing position. Now, both of them are sloped, her hind quarters in the air with her chest to the ground, and his body matching her own position on top of her.
"Hey, now! That's...!"
She grins and without warning, ceases all of her teasing and lowers both of their bodies back to the ground, "I'm just messing with you, you do not have the daring nature of more foolish males..."
"Iâ�"can see you're feeling better..." Kyotsu replies, clearing his throat a bit, seeming in quite the need of a cold shower now after such treatment, "Youâ�"are quite skilled at what you do...you know that?"
Edge quirks a brow some and gazes up at him from her less dominate position beneath him, "What I do?" she asks, "I'm not a moll, if that is what you are implying..."
"I'mâ�"sorry, but you have caused me a great deal of trouble with your...temptress behavior..." he comments, adjusting his southern region a little to get more comfortable giving the effects of her previous bodily actions.
"You're just weak," she comments with a hint of a snicker, "Stronger than most, but definitely weak..."
"That's not funny," Kyotsu replies quickly, feeling his paws, which rested on her sides, slightly gripping her tighter, perhaps in frustration.
"I'm not a jester either, Vulpix," she shoots back, lightly lifting her head and pushing it back some so that the back of her neck runs along the front of his. This results in him rearing back from her a little.
"Than just what are you...?" he asks while grinding his teeth, his voice losing patience based on his tone.
"...thankful you felt a need to save my life?" she asks, remaining in the same pose, but drifting her eye sight over to his own. If she weren't beneath him, she'd be contacting noses with him as well, but despite this handicap, her gaze could be compared to having sex, without the penetration of course. She certainly knew how to "thank".
"Err, don't mention it..." he responds timidly, feeling a need to stand up off of her, but at the same time, not wanting to be terribly rude, resulting in him slowly elevating his body from hers.
"Don't mention it?" she asks with a hint of a giggle, "But I want to flaunt it to all, so all know the heroic deeds of my savior," she adds, seemingly taking this role playing game for one hell of a ride. In doing so, she gets up, and as gracefully as possible with a busted up right hind leg, begins to follow after him as he slightly retreats from her. "My rescuer of noble blood who, despite reticule from the rest of his kind, went out of his way to save my commoner soul," she chimes in a dramatic manner, as if she were on stage to a Broadway musical. She collapses at his hind legs and clings onto them in a idiosyncratic style.
"I wish to make sweet chemistry with the one who cares so much for me! I wish to grant him as many offspring as he may desire!"
By now, Kyotsu's face is plastered with a look of disbelieve and intense confusion. At the same time, she really wasn't that bad, despite going a little overboard. It was obvious her actions were meant in jest anyway.
"Just what is it that is meriting your odd behavior? You seem a tad bi-polar to me..." the Vulpix retorts, lightly kicking with his hind legs as she clings onto them.
"Whyâ�"my love for you merits all of my actions, Galahad!" she exclaims, releasing his hind legs and rolling onto her back behind him, resting in the sand and placing the back of her right hind paw on her forehead, forcing her head back like an overplayed actress, "Do not leave me a virgin, Galahad, I have made myself ready for you!" the Zigzagoon continues to tease.
"Heh," Kyotsu clears his throat some as he tries not to watch her strangely arousing body language, "I think the humor behind this is starting to wear off..."
The Zigzagoon suddenly begins to giggle, clutching her fluffy chest while going back out of character it would seem, "I'm sorry, but I cannot help myselfâ�"I get a little mischievous when dealing with someone who tries to act all proper and noble. But you have to admit, it was fun..."
"I won't forget it anytime soon," Kyotsu replies with a mere hint of amusement in his voice, "And I hate to interrupt your acting practice, but I think we should start back upstream. I have aâ�"girlfriend to get back to, and I'm sure you have "someones" to get back to..." he comments, hinting that perhaps he had no idea if she was monogamous or polygamous.
Professedly, his words seem to hurt her, though just a little bit. She moves off of her back and back into a sitting position and nods. Her voice shifts to a quieter, more serious tone, "I'll get you back up stream to your little vixen."
"Thank you," he responds quietly, "But are you sure you can walk on that hind leg?"
"Only one way to find out isn't there?" the Zigzagoon replies confidently with a grin as she begins to move out of her sitting position and onto all fours, preparing to take a few, serious steps forward.
Little do the two know, a Skarmory had been watching the two for a moment, perched up in a tree overlooking the water. As soon as the two begin moving back up stream, the large, steel bird stretches out his wings and retreats to an unknown location. It would appear that the little game Edge was playing with Kyotsu and her comrades, was now unraveled and consequences would soon be handed out like bowls at a soup kitchen.
Meanwhile, Yukoni's adventure had just begun. She had escaped her mother's sleeping grasp in attempt to locate her sister, father, and her sister's mate, the one who was kind and sweet to her, Darfix. Obviously young and naive, chalk full of innocence, the girl only managed to bring a small twig with berries attached with her on her journey. Going it alone was also on the list of unwise decisions she had made. She is no doubt, asking for trouble.
Before her quest is given much of a chance to begin, she suddenly hears a twig snap behind her. Alert like most foxes, her ears immediately pivot in the necessary direction to sense the disturbance. Her head soon follows, the motion causing the berries to dangle from the small twig held in her muzzle. She is unable to verbally call out to the intruder because of the twig in her maw, but she holds her ground, awaiting for the individual behind the noise to come into view. She can feel her heart racing, as fear as to what, or who this may be consumes her entire state of mind. She can even feel sweat begin to trickle down the side of her head.
To Be Continued...