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Cundari looked out through the thick forest. There it was; the city of Lepusopolis. The young cougar could feel his blood boil as the thought of the upcoming battle drew nearer and nearer. It was what he lived for, for he was a Marauder. Cundari had no memory of parents, siblings or any other family members for that matter, as he was taken from his parents when he was very young to train in the Empire's elite strike force. His earliest memories were that of the brutal treatment he received from his trainers. Many of the young beasts died during training, but not Cundari; he had determined long ago to make it through the harsh training.

The young cougar, lean, muscular, and dressed only in a scant loin cloth that covered the front of his genitals and the crack of his rear end, like all the Marauders, turned his attention backwards, seeing what was going on in the forest. The Marauders had captured an entire village of squirrels only a few days prior to this, and they wasted no time in putting their captives to work. Like all creatures captured by the Empire's elite strike force, the squirrels were stripped completely naked, this served to both humiliate them and let them show that they now owned nothing in this world. Cundari watched several naked squirrels came up out of a large hole that had been dug in the middle of a forest clearing. The squirrels carried buckets of dirt that they threw on the ground before returning to the hole for more.

"I heard the Captain say that General Hanzler told him it would be only a few more hours before they've dug under the west wall," a loincloth wearing fox said to Cundari.

"Falkar," Cundari said to the fox, a long time friend of his. "Do you know what the actual plan is."

"I do," said the fox, still watching the squirrels to make sure they staid on task. "After the mine is complete, they'll torch it so all the buttresses will collapse, that will certainly make such a large stone wall fall under it's own weight."

"Indeed," said Cundari. He also knew that trying to scale the walls would be nothing short of a suicide mission for himself and his fellow Marauders. They had to rely on a very large breach before they could charge into the city and conquer it for the Emperor.

"Those idiots don't have any idea what's about to hit them," cackled Falkar.

"They should have paid the Emperor his tribute, then we would have left them alone," said Cundari.

"More fun for us that they don't," said Falkar.

A tall panther and tall wolf now dragged a squirrel over to where Cundari and Falkar stood. The squirrel, naked and dirty, tried standing up, put the panther kicked him in stomach, knocking him to the ground once more.

"What's his problem?" asked Cundari, eying the squirrel viciously.

"He claims he can't work anymore, Sergeant," said the panther.

"We thought it best that you deal with him," said the wolf.

"What's your name, squirrel?" asked Cundari.

"Soggle," said the squirrel, barely able to say his name.

"You know that if you don't work, you'll have to be punished, right?" asked Cundari.

"Please, sir," begged the squirrel pathetically. "I can't go on."

"Then you don't have to," said Cundari. "Petki, Wegu," he said to the panther and wolf. "Tie him up by his feet on that tree over there."

The panther and wolf did as they were told, Soggle tried to protest his treatment, but it was all in vain. The wolf and panther tied the helpless squirrel up by his feet, letting him hang there swinging on the tree. Cundari looked at the squirrel, seeing the look of terror on his face. The muscular cougar smiled devilishly at his victim. "Well, Soggle, since you can't work in the mine, you can serve another purpose." Cundari reached a paw inside his loincloth, retrieving his cock and pulling it out. "It looks like you're going to get soggy, Soggle."

Several other Marauders watched as the cougar began spraying Soggle in the face with a stream of urine. The sight delighted the cougar's fellow combatants, who were eager to show their vanquished enemies just who was in charge of them now. Soggle tried closing his mouth, but the foul smelling liquid managed to get in his mouth, nose and ears, making him cough loudly and repeatedly. Cundari emptied his bladder on the squirrel, but the poor creature got no rest as more Marauders came up to urinate all over him. Soggle was reduced to whimpering and crying from the treatment.

"Oh, shut up," Cundari snarled at the squirrel. "Be glad that you stink of piss now. Otherwise I'd be tempted to cut your head off and have you for lunch."

Soggle, covered in various beasts urine, shuddered at the thought of being killed and served up for one of the Marauders meals. While Marauders continued pissing on the hanging squirrel, a stocky wolverine walked into the camp.

"Captain Welger," said Cundari, bowing to his superior officer. "What news?"

"First," said the wolverine, seeing the squirrel hanging by his feet. "What is that all about?"

"He refused to work anymore," said Cundari. "So, I decided to punish him by letting the entire company piss on him."

The wolverine cracked a wicked smile. "Very creative, Sergeant," said Welger. "He'll serve as an example to the others."

"That was my intention, sir," said Cundari, walking over to the piss-soaked Soggle. "And after the battle, he'll be honored to pleasure me and some of my friends."

Soggle, still hanging naked and reeking of urine, looked more horrified than ever at the mention of being passed around for sexual purposes. Captain Welger nodded his approval.

"Young male squirrels have nice, tight asses," said the wolverine. "I fucked plenty of them in my time."

"And he'll be happy to take me with his mouth," said Cundari, getting right in the squirrels face. "Because if I feel so much as a scrape from any of his teeth, I'll put him to a slow, painful death."

"Very good," said Welger. "Anyway, General Hanzler has ordered our company to be in the first wave of the attack, so get your squad ready."

"Yes, sir," said Cundari. The cougar had those under his command stop what they were doing so that they could check their weapons and apply their war paint. It was a long held custom among The Marauders that each warrior paint himself as he wanted. The large predatory animals were already frightening to the tamer, more civilized prey animals that inhabited villages and cities, but seeing the large, muscular, almost naked animals with weapons and bright war paint would play a large part in causing the defenders to lose their desire to fight back.

Cundari had removed the leather baldric that held his sword on his back and applied the bright blue war paint that he always wore in battle. The young cougar lived for this; for the fury of battle, the spilling of his enemies' blood, and for the plunder that took place once a city had submitted to The Marauders. Cundari applied the blue paint quickly, as he had done on many other occasions before battle, but this would be like no other battle that he had ever fought in before. This was Lepusopolis, the richest city in the land of the rabbits. The young cougar could only think of the booty that awaited him and his comrades when the battle was over. It was more than he could imagine.

Just as Cundari had finished with his paint, and had checked all those under his command, he felt a terrible shaking in the ground. Looking past the threes at the edge of the forest, he watched as a large section of Lepusopolis' west wall came tumbling down, leaving a large breach for The Marauders to come through. He could also see that the remaining wall guards that hadn't perished during the collapse, were busy trying to get down and away from the scene.

"No body there to stop us now," said the cougar to several beasts around him. Then, he heard Captain Welger give the order that he had been waiting for for days.

"CHARGE!!!"

To be continued . . .