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Magi: Hounded in the Mountains

Sometimes even those who follow the law to the letter and live beneath its protection and rule need the help of an occultist and their forbidden magic; necessity and danger usually the causes. Monster hunters out in the mountains were a rare thing, and the Court were slow to respond far out in Eefrin, so Olea found herself in a small village where the only heat came from the various flowers holding a powerful fire magic planted around the small village, but still the snow came down and covered the ground around the heated flowers. Even with the warmth produced by the flowers, she felt her fur standing on end as she listened to the request of an old, caprine, strong backed man. There were elemental hounds resting their bloodied claws in the caves near the village that had been attacking traders and travelers along with anyone from the village who wandered too far by themselves. The village magi could only keep them at bay for so long, and the chief had described the beasts as oddly clever. The result of the cleverness seemed to come from a pack alpha, a great and mean elemental wolf with a great mane and a notched ear. Both the chief and the magi of the village had seen the wolf leading the pack, occasionally attacking the village directly in short bursts that left the village magi dazed and without a way to quickly respond, even their traps had been eventually figured out and dispelled. To Olea, the wolf sounded like a very old elemental and if that were the case that meant it had a mind of its own by now, at the very least it was smart enough to command its lesser brothers and sisters with ease and harass a small village without losing too much of its pack. Olea agreed to the price and accepted the coin now, thankful that the old man at the very least was reasonable and decided to pay her now rather than afterward when the job was done and if they decided to. Hopefully, Olea would get something extra out of this hunt of hounds. A shiny new creature to add to her collection, a powerful elemental at her beck and call, if she could tame it.

With the rise of the warm morning sun the next day, Olea moved along the path leading out of the mountain village to find the cave where the hounds had made their den. She drew her cloak close against her body and let out a misty breath as she stepped past the threshold of the heated flowers. The frigid cold only urged her to move quickly, to keep her body in motion and warm. If it weren't for her fur and the heavy clothes she wore, she would swear she would have already frozen in place.

She wasn't sure why she was complaining so much. Olea had been born in this region and all of her life her gray fur had been speckled with a constant snow that never seemed to stop. It didn't prevent the lives of the people of the region from flourishing either, in fact for the most part, anyone who lived in Eefrin was accustomed and loving towards the cold. Perhaps it had been that month she spent in Countres. The warm region had made her soft, but soon enough she would adjust to the cold again, maybe her coat of fur would grow thicker as well.

Following the sun over the mountain, she made her way up and around a winding path with snow covered trees. As she ventured further and further from the village she thought of her plan of action. If the creatures were truly as smart as the villagers said they were, then she would need to prepare something to get the pack away from the alpha. Perhaps a spell prepared outside of the den to smoke them out would be sufficient, she could confuse the lot of them and gauge how well the alpha commanded when the hounds were in a state of disarray; or, or she could enrage the beasts and see how well they organized under primal fury. It would be dangerous, but they would come at her recklessly and she could use that to her advantage.

At some point, she became aware that the only noise around her was the sound of the wind and her steps crunching in the snowy path. As she paused she looked to the side of the path where the trees were plenty and thick. There in the darkness, she saw glowing green eyes that flashed as they saw her looking at them. With wide eyes she brought her paw up to quickly draw a symbol in the air, lightning arcing from the symbol and into the shadows, but those eyes were far gone before the lightning struck. A howl sounded off, followed by many more, her head turning as she looked around for the source of the howling, a scout had seen her. The fact that the alpha had been smart enough to use scouts was a frightening thing. How old did an elemental need to be to grow an understanding of tactics? Regardless, she would press on through the path. Bringing her sparking paw back to her side she began to walk again, her ears raised high, her body on full alert, an ambush was certainly waiting for her.

The howls continued on and on through her trek, occasionally they grew louder and sounded as if they were coming from every direction, but she remained calm as she moved along the mountain path. If they were trying to intimidate her, she wondered just how many there were, or perhaps this was simply meant to rattle her, to distract her from what was really important, either way, she would need to be on her toes. Would they even let her get close to their den before they sprung their first assault?

Olea's answer came by sound of snarl and a heavy body flying through the air. She turned just in time to see a hound made of stone and flesh hurdling towards her. As she ducked and rolled to the side the creature turned and rather than pounce upon her it ran past her, her eyes focused on the rocky hound before suddenly she was sent rolling over the snow by large stones that struck her from places unknown. Unsure of what had hit her she rose to her feet as quickly as she could manage, shaking the dizziness from her head before looking to see two of those stone elemental hounds staring her down with bright green eyes. They howled together and leaped into the shadows of the wooded area behind them, was it over?

Olea doubted that she would have time to breath. Her paws came up to prepare a spell should they show themselves again, her eyes focused on the thicket of trees before her, but nothing came. The howls had ceased, but her heart still raced from the attack. Perhaps she should have taken some back up on this little job of hers, or at the very least charged more for it.

After brushing herself off from the encounter, Olea was on edge at every step, at every noise. Even calming herself she found no peace on the path that continued growing more and more obscured by trees on either side. Again the howls began, almost as if to warn her to go no further, but she continued on, this time a spell already in mind should one of those beasts show themselves. Again as she was walking on the path a beast pounced from the shadows of the trees around her, this time from up above in the branches. She turned and flung a paw out, a symbol appearing, a bolt of purple lightning pierced through the stone hide of the hound pouncing at her. It dropped there and with a whimper faded away into pebble and dust. Her ear then twitched and she brought her paw up and turned to fire off another bolt of lightning at a snarling hound nearly at her face. The force of the spell slammed the hound against a tree and it laid in a crumpled heap before fading away as the other did. With a misty breath, she brought her cloak in and looked around once more, her ears alert as she searched for any more noise. That was when the furious howls began.

Mournful noise filled the air, snarls and howls from all around sounding off, but on she continued without concern. If they were nearby then they would attack, the howls were just a way of keeping her shaken after an encounter. Now that she had killed two of their kind she expected their attacks to grow more frequent, and certainly she was not wrong.

Throughout the rest of her journey to the cave, she had been assaulted by more hounds of stone and flesh. They came from the trees with fury and less thought than the other two. Their steps were heavy, their snarls were constant, and their anger could be felt through the earth. They each went down without a problem, Olea had no desire to take weak minions as her own and so she simply dispatched them rather than capture them. When she arrived at the mouth of the cave, the mountain had gone entirely quiet. Not even the wind howled, not even her steps could be heard as she approached the mouth of the cave. Darkness would be the friend of the creatures within, she couldn't enter without endangering herself and yet, she would not have to wait.

From the darkness of the maw of the cave, red eyes flared to life and came rushing at her. With wide eyes, she leaped out of the way just in time for the claws of a great wolf made of stone and ice to graze her cheek. There the maned wolf stood growling and scratching at the earth, its red eyes trained on her as she rose to her feet and as she did so it let out an ear piercing howl. Olea let out her own hiss and prepared to cast a spell, but for a moment she was stunned as she suddenly heard the wolf speak with a snarl, "My pack lie scattered in the wind. This mountain was to be ours. If I must die, then I will protect my place of creation."

That pause in her movements was enough for the wolf to charge at her, claws and fangs bared at her throat. Olea broke out of her sudden stupor and leaped away from the sudden strike. This elemental creature was smarter than she had realized, she couldn't simply capture it, she needed to bring its will in line with her own or risk it fighting her every day of her life. As the creature bounded past her, it continued running, panting as it did so, the icy spikes upon its back growing and firing at her. Olea raised her paws to bring a shield into existence, the icicles crashing against the shield. Again the wolf charged, but Olea made no movement to leap out of the way, instead she clawed a symbol into the air which grew in size. As the wolf pounced through the symbol she stepped aside and the symbol solidified and closed around the wolf.

The beast came crashing down, its eyes flaring with fury, its body thrashing even though it was bound in a powerful spell. Olea frowned as she knelt by the wolf, careful not to get too close to those fangs as it snapped at her, "Cat! I will gut you for this!"

Olea puffed out a breath, "You were going to do that anyway. Now mind telling me why you were harassing the villagers? You seem smart enough to reason with."

The beast snarled, "This mountain is mine. My territory. It is mine to do with as I please."

Olea smiled a bit, "Not as smart as I thought..."

"End me if all you plan to do is insult me!"

Olea brought a paw to feel over the cheek of the wolf, a smile upon her lips as a soft glow began to radiate from her form. The wolf snarled, but could not move to bite at her paw, "What are you doing?!"

The runes upon Olea's began to glow and vibrate as she whispered to the angered creature before her, "Quiet. Be still. There is no reason to fight anymore. Your turmoil is over, live in service of another now."

The wolf snarled, but its thrashing grew less violent, its red eyes taking on a hue of purple as it still combated her, "There is no reason I would serve another."

Olea purred as she stroked through the frigid fur on the furious elemental's cheek. She could feel every little bit of anger and rage pouring through her, and yet she soothed that anger within herself and mimicked that action within the beast. She could feel him struggling, feel his fury boiling over, and yet she could feel it giving way, "Such an aged and powerful creature. Serve me well and I will treat you right. I will give you the love that you desire, that you need."

Her words vibrated through the air as the struggles of the wolf slowly became less and less violent, his voice turning soft, "Love? What will that do for me?"

Olea whispered to his ear, "The lust accompanying it would warm your heart, if the affection I give you does not. Peace unending, succor from the rage that consumes you should you only follow and serve me."

At that the wolf shivered, letting out a whine as those red eyes turned a cool purple fully, Olea's control slowly taking place, the elemental succumbing to her will and control. As her binding lifted from the creature, she felt over his ears, purring as she leaned in to hug him, "That's it. Obey me, be with me, love me." At the same time her paw moved to his stomach, rubbing lower and lower until she was feeling between his hind legs. The wolf shivered and did nothing to stop her, only move himself to allow her easier access to the fuzzy sheath between his legs.

So much turmoil, so much anger deserved peace and the rewards that came with obedience. Though the mountains were cold, she freed herself of her clothes the wolf staring at her with some curiosity. When she was fully nude she knelt and brought her paws back to feel over his sheath, her digits easing his cock out of that fuzzy pouch before sliding up to grip it softly. As the elemental wolf laid upon his side, Olea moved her lips to plant a soft kiss upon the tip of his cock, one of her paws moving to stroke at his side while the other gripped and gently rubbed at his knotted member. She was softer than she would normally be with any other, purring and cooing to his cock, nuzzling at it lightly before bringing her mouth back over it to suckle and bring more of it against her tongue. Her eyes were closed as she bobbed her head back and forth, the wolf near her letting out a rumble of pleasure.

Olea was aware of the elemental's feelings, his rage and fury still boiling somewhere deep beneath the surface, but it was held back by the pleasure and promise of more should he do well for her. She encouraged his obedience by doubling her efforts, coiling her tongue around his cock and reaching to grip and squeeze at his balls gingerly. Every one of her movements was meant to soothe him, to calm him and bring him fully under her influence. She allowed him to thrust to her mouth, allowed his knot to kiss her lips, and purred as he did so to encourage him to continue on with what he desired. Olea could feel the swelling of his cock, the desire and warmth building apparent by the violent throbbing of the cock against her tongue.

Olea could force him to pull out of her mouth, force him to plant his seed where it belonged inside of her pussy, but instead, she continued to let him thrust and pound to her mouth, gagging a few times as his knot threatened to slip into her warm maw. With a howl, the wolf brought himself deep inside of her mouth one last time and let out a torrent of cool seed that hit her tongue and her throat. She shivered as she felt the cold travel from her tongue down to her stomach, her eyes shut as she purred and suckled upon his cock before pulling her lips away with a quiet, wet pop.

When Olea finished swallowing every drop and brought herself up, the wolf sat up to stare at her, his eyes a pretty sheen of purple still, his tail swishing back and forth. Olea smiled, her paw moving to feel through his rough mane, her head tilting as she purred, "You're not done after that alone are you? You can't be."

The wolf answered, his tone much more polite than before, "No. I still hunger for what praise you give me. Please, allow me to continue."

Rather than answer, she gave his nose a soft peck before turning tail to get on her paws and knees, her eyes shut as she shivered and tried to ignore the cold from the ground. It wasn't long before the wolf's paws were around her waist and his cock was brushing against her pussy. She could feel his hunger, his desire above all else as he began to thrust and grind against her like a common animal. Each thrust brought a shiver up her tail and spine as he missed the mark, his cock grinding against her crotch with every failed attempt. His breath was cool against her neck as he panted, his growls showing his impatience. Gingerly she moved a paw to give his cheek a soft touch, a reassuring and loving motion that calmed the beast for a moment as he brought his hips back to try again. This time around he managed to press inside of her, but his entrance was gentle, the tip of his cock pushing past her folds slowly rather than violently as she had expected. Olea shuddered and moved her paw to keep herself up, her body in a strange mix of heat and cold as her insides were filled with the feral cock of the beast she had captured.

Olea moaned aloud as she felt the wolf again grow impatient, a single thrust bringing him deep inside of her and hard enough to jolt her forward, her ears raised on high, her eyes growing wide. With a shaky moan, she nearly collapsed as his knot kissed at her pussy, her warm and wet insides clinging to that cock hungrily as she allowed the beast to ravage her now. Every thrust brought a pang of pain, a rise of pleasure, all at the same time with each sensation driving her to squeak, purr and moan aloud for more. With her moans, with her bucking back to him, she encouraged the beast to continue on, she would even allow him to knot her should it come to it and with his rapid, bestial pace she was sure he would be doing just that.

Olea found herself upon her elbows, no longer able to hold herself up by the paws, the beast on her using all of his strength to take her. Would it be any other situation she would have preferred to take control, but there was something so satisfying about giving pure pleasure to a beast that sought it, especially from a creature she had captured herself. It was in this that she found her own pleasure, her own pleasure which was quickly mounting, her insides tightening further, her breath growing short. With a violent shiver, she felt an orgasm take her, the wolf still pounding to her, his knot pushing inside of her and swelling tying them together. Olea shuddered and moaned aloud, trying her best to keep herself up against the force of the beast's entire cock inside of her. She nearly slipped when she felt the practical sea of cum flood her insides, her body shivering from the combined cold and warmth, her moans sounding aloud.

When the beast was done with his orgasm, Olea shivered and shut her eyes, the glyph on her back glowing, the wolf tilting his head as she spoke aloud, "Now then, it is time for you to sleep for a moment. Would you please obey me for now and forever?"

Already the wolf began to fade to purple mist, a mark appearing in the center of the circle on her back as the wolf uttered the words, "I agree and obey."

Once the elemental wolf was fully gone, she let out a breath and got up onto her feet, the cold suddenly hitting her fully. She shivered and huffed out moving quickly to get her clothes back on, glad that the job was done and that she had earned her pay, but how would she really prove that the beast was gone? Ah well, she'd just have to hope the villager's believed her, or at the very least checked for themselves. It wasn't exactly easy to keep a trophy when elementals simply faded to dust when they died, and well, she wasn't sure if calling her new friend back to this world would put them at ease. With a shrug, she began her trek back to the village satisfied with her job and satisfied with her new catch.