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Hey everyone sorry i havn't updated on my series for a bit, but now im finally free to do so. Would looove comments ^_^

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"How many times do I have to tell you Rachel!? It was an accident !" Krista growled to her partner.

"Seemed like a pretty intimate position to just be an accident." replied Rachel smugly, "Just what I think. Now if you'll excuse me I think I hear Jared with the emergency supplies we ordered." The bear girl then walked towards the door, her hip swaying side to side.

Krista simply threw her hands up in frustration and continued chopping up the venison furiously. Smiling Rachel went outside.They were preparing for the trip quickly, if their information was correct this human would be worth all this trouble and more. Still she was having trouble with Rachel, the damn women couldn't get her mind off of the 'incident'.

Muttering darkly to herself about her partner she finished her chopping and stowed the venison in a leather a bag, which she slung around her back, right next to her bow. Checking to make sure she had all the food and only her good arrows packed she went to go check on Rachel and the water pouches Jared was delivering.

"Probably having a hard time with him...though she never seems to have a time like I do with him. He's still going to give her rough time, he never makes these trips for anyone else and we took him off his usual trade route for this. Not to mention he already came by not to long ago," thought Krista.

When she came out however Rachel didn't seem to preoccupied with bartering. Neither was Jared. They were in fact rather busy with something else.

"Rachel!" Krista screeched.

Rachel had the muscular jackal pinned against the side of the cabin already. His pants were down to his knees, hurriedly ripped off by her eager paws, and his shirt was on the ground next to him. His organ was already fully erect and out of its sheath, brushing against Rachel's outer lips as she began unstringing her top.

"What?" Rachel asked, busy with her current task

"What the hell are you doing?"

"What does it look like? I'm getting laid."

"The human...Reward...Trip?"

"That can wait an hour or two can't it? Ahhhhh" Rachel began moaning as Jared took a nipple in his mouth and suckled.

"We need to get a move on!" Krista snapped. Looking at her warily Rachel said, "C'mon Krista, we're getting the supplies for free, I get to work out a few frustrations, everyone wins. Now if you'll excuse me." Rachel then went back to Jared who was now gently kneading her breast and put her paws on either side of his head.

"Time to stop playing little man!" said Rachel playfully, impaling herself with load moan on the jackal's nine inches of thick, pink cock. She pushed him up more against the wall and began to pump her hips, and Krista shook her head in exasperation. "Fine! We're going double time when it's to time to go though!"

Rachel waved her off and roughly pounded her hips against Jared's, their moans echoing together through-out the encampment.

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"Yes! Finally I'm almost out of bloody Loren Forest" Grumbled Ven as he passed a wooden sign that had been poorly hammered into the ground. According to it he was only a few miles until he passed the forest territory and got on the trails of the Thuron Mountains.

As he passed a thick Oak tree however a knife whistled by his ear, embedding in the trunk with a loud THUNK. With a yelp he turned around, glancing every where for his attacker, but he could see no one.

Then a high-pitched giggling came out of the blueberry bushes next to the tree. "Yittle has you little human, Yittle has you now," a voice said from the bushes. It was male, but was as high-pitched as the giggle. Then the bushes rustled as a four foot hyena came out from them.

Ven could only stare, for this was the oddest looking fur he had ever seen. One of the hyena's ears were bent, while the other stood straight up. He was missing an eye with a red scar torn across the socket. He was dressed in a bright blue tunic and he wore no shoes. He was slightly chubby but his small arms looked extremely powerful, and he had a belt with more knives attached then Ven could count. As he came into the light Ven saw he wore a goofy looking grin, showing off rotten, yellow canines.

"Would this be Jimmy? Yittle thinks it is! Time to call piggiewiggie Stanson it is!," cackled the Hyena.

No other words could make Ven more terrified then those. "You work for Stan!?" Ven roared and he turned around, beginning to run. Before he could get two feet though he feel a tugging around his legs and feel over.

Looking behind he saw Yittle fingering a length of fishing twine, smiling at him. "Yittle no like it when people run from him. Always set up a few traps when he goes to meet them," the hyena said with a smirk.

Then he dipped his paw into a pocket on his tunic and brought a bright red whistle. He took a deep breath and blew, a hideous sound echoed from it and went out through the forest.

As it finished its horrible echo Yittle put the whistle into his pocket, and seem to be listening for something. Ven began listening to, wondering what Yittle was trying to hear. Then he heard it.

Horses, sprinting towards were they were right now... Shit.

The hyena turned around and smiled at him. "Stanson coming...Yittle is going to get praised greatly," Yittle giggled as he said this.

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"Oh fuck!" Krista roared, bursting from the house. Cursing even more profanity she strode up to where Rachel.

Rachel was now mumbling sweetly to Jared, "C'mon little guy one more round...make it an even six huh?" While she rubbed his bare sides gently with her paws.

Jared however looked tired indeed, it seemed only Rachel's embrace was what was keeping him standing against the wall. He was sweating bucket loads and his legs were trembling. "Please Rach...my stamina ain't what it normally is girl...I was here a few days ago already, twice a month was hard enough." Sighing Rachel backed off gently and let him stagger to his cart, his pants half-way down.

"Rachel!" Krista yelped as she came behind her, making the bear girl jump.

"Dammit that scared me. What's the matter Kris?" Said Rachel.

Krista took a deep breath and explained, "You were probably to busy with Jared, but Yittle's whistle just sounded. The little prick's call has never been hard to distinguish. We know there's one bounty in this forest worth having and we also know Yittle may not be as good as us, but he prefers to attack from a distance. The slave seems to only have the power to escape when he can touch. Not to mention Yittle is also friends with Stanson, that fat pervert Shazeem hires, so we probably got an army coming after our meal ticket."

Rachel stared at her, then she growled, running into the cabin. Five second later she came out, her gauntlets already on her paws. They were spiked and judging from the gleam in her eye she wasn't going to let that feature go to waste. When Rachel got mad, she got serious.

She wasn't the only one though. From the time they first pick up their weapons, bounty hunters are taught to protect their targets from anyone but themselves viciously. To know the biggest bounty they ever had was almost slipping from their grips made this lesson kick in full force.

Krista wasn't as hardcore, but she still made sure all her arrows were dipped in a paralyzing poison. She was the light-hearted one of the two but she still kept a serious attitude when it came to hunting.

As soon as they were equipped they sprinted towards the spot the sound came from. Ven had gotten rather far, that was true, but they were much faster at sprints and with the anger they had now they could go all the way to the Thuron Mountains before they tired out.

However something was different about the two hunters. While Rachel only thought of the battle to come, and the reward she would get for winning, Krista thought of a beautiful human's angry face, telling her we would never go back to his old master.

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As Ven lay there with fishing twine around his legs he head the clip clop get nearer. Panicking he ripped away the twine and attempted run. However as he did a blade flashed by his head, embedding in another nearby oak.

"You will wait until Stanson gets here or Yittle will make sure he not to miss the next time." The little hyena's voice growled behind him. Swearing to himself he staid where he was, planning what he'd do to Yittle if he could get free.

Looking at the hyena Ven decided to see if he could convince him to let him go. "Yittle...Stan doesn't seem like a very good boss...Maybe you could help me out and get revenge on him? I know he doesn't treat employees well, he always finds a way to rip them off." Ven said hopefully.

Yittle simply growled again. "Yittle is Stanson's friend. Not employee. Stanson is not paying Yittle, Yittle does this as a friend. He is Yittle's only friend and Yittle cannot be convinced to betray him." He said in a low, threatening voice.

"Yittle...I could be your friend..."

"Yittle admits he is lacking in smarts, but even he knows not to accept friendship from a sneaky human. All humans bad, all humans evil."

"Not all. How can we all be evil? We are slaves, we have no power to be corrupted with."

The little hyena man looked at him strangely, as though trying to judge his character. Then he sighed and began to speak once more.

"Yittle knows what he was taught, and he knows he can trust Stanson. Stanson save Yittle's life once. Yittle was a warrior, the best warrior of Kulok City, capital of the kingdom. Even the anthro king himself bowed once to Yittle. Then one day Yittle faced a demon of a man. A human.

He was vicious and stronger, he showed no mercy. When Yittle was about to die though Stanson stopped the fight. He came in and stopped the human in his tracks. He slew it right then and there and ever since then Yittle has been Stanson's friend, and personal bounty hunter. Yittle lost the fight so he can never return to the kingdom's capital again, but as long as he with Stanson he no care."

The hyena then grunted and turned to the sound of the hooves and Ven knew he could never conivince him to betray Stan. It would be like trying to convince himself to betray Ariona when she was alive.

With a crash a large albino horse entered into the clearing, neighing loudly. On top of the non-anthro animal rode Stan, the hog that Shazeem employed. His face had thick stubble around the chin, and his bright pink flesh shined with the sunlight that got through the trees. He had long dark hair that came to his back and his large fat, yet still strong body quivered as the horse strode near Ven and Yittle.

He wore silver armor, emblazoned with an ivory dagger on his chest plate, and he carried a blade, probably a claymore, strapped on his back. Behind him there was many other men, all wearing clothing with the same symbol. It was Shazeem's army. Stan grinned horribly at the two of them and heaved his immensely fat body off the horse, swaggering up to Ven.

He looked Ven's body up and down with, his sly look still about him. "Found ya Jimmy M'boy!" He said in a deep joyous voice, "Ya thought ye could get away from the palace, but we still caught ye! Shazeem is with us as well, she'll be coming up soon, a nice little reunion won't it be," Stan then broke off laughing raucously.

A dark stallion then came on the scene and a heavily robed figure rode towards them and lowered her hood. A cheetah girl with long, luscious dark hair undressed him with her blue, piercing eyes. Her fur was clean and silky, and was brushed perfectly. She then smiled, revealing sharp, white teeth and her tail brushed along her leg.

It was Shazeem.

"My little human." She said gently, her voice soft and seductive. She then got off her horse and threw the rest of her cloak off. Her body was beauty as well, a well endowed chest contained in a black leather bra, connected by golden clasps. Her long, shapely legs uncovered, except for her thighs dressed in a tight pair of shorts. She wore leather sandals and her nails were painted a blood red.

Her arms showed some muscle and in the belt of her panties a whip hung out. As she neared him she smiled again. "Its been a few months my furless lover." She whispered softly, her claws gently touching his chest as she gazed at him. "I must say I've been missing you...and the skill you bring to my bedroom."

Ven felt his body responding to her as the leather shorts he wore began to tent he focused on ridding himself of it. However Shazeem noticed it. "I see your just as happy to see me," she said, smirking as she drew her claws downward, "I wondered why you left...When Stan here mentioned you were pining for little Ariona I didn't believe him...However now...

She stopped then, and her beautiful face grew furious. She then raised her paw from the waist line of his shorts and with her claws streched out, scratched him across the face. He growled but didn't raise his hands to his face, letting blood flow gently down from the shallow slash she made. Then standing back she put a paw on his chest and pinned him against the tree.

"What did that little...Tramp...have that I didn't? Huh Jimmy boy?" She thundered as she held him, compressing his chest, "I gave you all the pleasure I thought you could take. Then it turns out your with that little stuck-up bitch of a maid I hired out of pity! I was forgiving though...

After Stan told me of your relationship, I simply asked for her to leave. That wasn't enough though! She came back again to help you escape and I had to kill her, but I decided not to punish you. I was merciful, I was kind, and you run away, just because I killed the cheap whore who didn't even have real sex with you! I know she didn't do anymore than suck your cock Jimmy boy, I could see she was terrified of pregnancy. What could she have done to make you want her more than me!?" She roared this loud, as though it had been burning on her mind ever since he was left.

For all he knew though, it probably was. His thoughts were getting disjointed though for her paw was compressing the air out of him. Noting this she backed off, and glared at him as he gulped down air. "Tell me Jim...Tell me you dirty slave." She demanded quietly.

Ven looked at her, fury in his eyes and said simply, "She loved me, and I loved her, I need no more reason." Shazeem screamed and threw herself at him but before she could an arrow came whizzing at her face and she backed away, letting it hit the ground.

Out from the shadows came out Rachel and Krista, Krista with her bow drawn with another arrow in the nook, Rachel with fists raised. "Yittle, you've taken our mark, this is against the hunter's rules." Said Rachel threateningly, "You and your friends can clear off now, we'll be turning him in."

Shazeem laughed shrewdly, and said, "I'm the one who put the bounty up my dears. Don't worry though, even if you had brought him to me, I wouldn't have paid. I'm afraid I'm rather sneaky like that." She then grabbed Ven, ignoring his feeble attempts to fend her off.

Rachel simply watched in shock and mumbled, "That scrawny little bitch was going to rip us off." Krista however was watching Ven, she saw him struggling, she saw the desprete look in his eye... Kind of like how Torn looked before he died.

Why she compared this human to the old wolf she loved and cared for she had no idea, but before she knew it she fired another arrow off towards Shazeem. It missed Shazeem by mere centimeters, and the cheetah women turned around and looked at them, daring them to try anything else.

"Lets kill that feline slut." Krista mumbled to Rachel. Rachel wasn't sure but she was ticked off already and Krista had pissed off Shazeem. No matter what she did they were probably fucked. "What the hell,"she thought and nodded.

"Give us that human!" They roared together.

"Stan," Shazeem said to the hog, "It seems they wish to challenge us, can your men handle this?"

"Of course." He said confidently.

"Give the order then."