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Finding Peace 1

"My Lord you can't be serious!" the wolfess growled "she is a Princess! She is not a negotiator! You can't possibly expect*"

"Iris!" the vixen snapped. She looked at her guardian with a mix of annoyance and shock. The wolfess' ears immediately folded back and she stepped back, remembering her place. The vixen took a breathe and turned her teal gaze upon the tall and proud form of the King... her father. "While it is an honor to receive such a request father... might I ask why you're choosing me and not someone more experienced with these matters?"

The King stiffened, a tall silver fox, his coat long grayed. He would blame his daughter and her Guardian for most of it. He narrowed his eyes on her for her insolence in questioning his orders but he took a breathe to remain calm. "Every military envoy I send is met with distrust, the negotiations end in disaster, and we end up losing men and making no progress. I've sent food, silks, whores, everything short of weaponry. Their... Chief... demands I speak with him personally. But with his history I'm not about to risk myself to this savage. I would sooner*"

"Risk your daughter..." Iris growled. River shot her a look but she turned back to the King awaiting his response. In this regard she actually agreed with Iris.

The King glared at the armored wolfess and growled softly "you'd think by now... you would've learned to hold your tongue Iris. One could consider such abrasive insolence as insubordination, punishable by a public flogging." Iris glared right back but said nothing. It wouldn't be the first time her mouth had gotten her in trouble. But she served the Princess first and foremost. Ever since they were younger and she earned her place as her guardian. The tear in her left ear was a constant reminder of that day.

"Father" River interrupted his consideration of the punishment "Iris is doing what she's supposed to. She's protecting me. That is the oath she swore under your instructions is it not?" The king huffed a response and River continued "I will act as the Kingdom's envoy, but Iris will of course accompany me. I would also prefer to have a handful of guards of my choosing, disguised as attendants. I will not show force, but I will not be made a fool of for being so naive as to believe there is no danger."

"As you wish" the King replied "Just do whatever it takes to get these... savages to leave us alone. They raid our caravans, we kill their warriors, they raid outposts and villages, we kill more. But it's never enough! Make them see that we need peace. We cannot keep losing trade with our neighbors if we cannot control a pack of mangey beasts! They're making us look like fools!" He turned with a huff to resume looking over various reports. Crops lost, shipments destroyed or stolen. It was clear he was ready to march on the tribal territories in an attempt to wipe them out. But they way they fought, the way they moved, there was no chance his armies would win in the dense forests and mountains. No cavalry, no chariots, no siege weapons, just men on foot. And time and time again the savages had proven to be superior in that brutal form of combat.

"I will not fail you M'Lord." River replied. With that she bowed her head, keeping her long ears high and proud before she turned and marched off for her chambers. Iris didn't hesitate to follow after her, her armor clinking softly with every step. Once inside the safety of her chambers, away from prying eyes, the vixen immediately rounded on the wolfess "What the hell am I going to do?!" Iris blinked in surprise but River immediately began pacing, running her fingers through her hair and taking a rather sharp turn into a spiraling descent, heading straight for what appeared to be madness. "Is he INSANE?! I'm not a negotiator! I can't just... just... walk into a tribal camp and make peace with a CHIEF! Does he WANT me to be slaughtered and sent back in pieces?! Of course he does... he's an asshole... Iris what in Gods name am I going to-"

*SMACK*

The wolfess paw connected with the vixen's cheek and she froze. She was staring at the wall and slowly turned and looked back at the wolfess who huffed and said "M'Lady... with all due respect... get a hold of yourself."

River hesitated a moment, tenderly touching her cheek. "Ow..." she said after a moment "thank you Iris but... ow..."

"I apologize M'Lady..." she said gently. She gave her a small smile though and leaned down, kissing her cheek gently.

River blushed a little but smiled "I know you'll protect me..."

"I shall" replied the wolfess proudly.

"I just... I don't want to make things worse" the vixen sighed, sitting down on her bead and rubbing her face.

"M'Lady if I may..." Iris said quietly.

"I think you already know you may" River teased, rubbing her cheek again.

Iris chuckled but said "Your father believes these people to be savages. His generals and negotiators all echo the same thoughts. They believe them to be flea-ridden mongrels... beastly animals even."

"Yes I know Iris..." River replied "what's your point?"

"My point is..." she said quietly "would you want to negotiate with someone who treated you like an idiotic animal? Or would you be willing to speak with someone who showed you respect and treated you like a person?" River blinked and looked at her. She hesitated a moment, chewing on her lip.

"You have a point... if I'm going to make this work I need to be careful and make sure I don't make the same mistakes." She said quietly "but things always end in bloodshed! I don't want to put you at risk either."

"Force is met with force M'Lady" she replied "you cannot intimidate these people... clearly. They meet challenges head on and they win. They also KNOW that they win. So why should they respond to intimidation with anything other then force?"

"But what about the gifts?" River asked "the food, the silks the..." she swallowed "y'know... women..."

"They can get those things from the caravans and villages they raid as well" she replied "such gifts are a vain attempt at appeasement. Things the King does not hold dear. Trash to be thrown at the savages. Most likely?... they're insulted."

River studied her for a long moment, thinking hard about her next choice of words. "You seem to be giving them a lot of credit" she said softly.

Iris nodded and replied "Just because they shit in the woods and don't go to school doesn't mean they haven't learned people... or pride. Not all useful skills are taught in school." She grinned and patted the hilt to her sword. River chuckled and shook her head, flopping back on the bed.

"Just promise me one thing..." she said quietly after a moment.

"Anything M'Lady" Iris replied with a smile, leaning over her.

River propped herself up on her elbows, her long ears folding back some as she gazed up at her loving companion. "Promise me that... if things go bad. You won't leave me there to be their slave or anything."

Iris blinked in surprise "River I won't let anything like that happen to you. You have my word."

River shook her head "that's not what I mean." She bit her lip and then looked at her with those big teal eyes. "I mean if things go bad... and we cannot escape, cannot win. Promise me... you will not let them have me... alive."

Iris flinched and paused. She hesitated and River could tell she was playing out how the conversation would go in her mind if she bothered objecting. She knew River would threaten to leave her behind if she didn't agree... and she was right. Rather then go through all of that, the wolfess nodded after a moment. "I give you my word M'Lady" she said quietly after a moment.

"Thank you" River replied and sank back again, staring up at the ceiling. This was a heavy burden placed upon her shoulders. And the weight of it felt like a stone in her stomach. But she knew she had to try. For the sake of her people, the people she loved so dearly, she had to try. She was still glad though, that she would have Iris with her.

"I'll let you get some rest" Iris said quietly as she turned for the door.

"Iris?..." River called softly, rolling to her side to face her.

"Yes?" she replied, turning back.

River bit her lip and said quietly "stay with me tonight? Please?..."

Iris smiled and moved to the corner where her armor stand stood and started to undress. River turned her back and slipped into her nightgown, curling up on her far-too-big of a bed. It always felt so lonely there. But as she felt the weight of the wolfess press behind her and her strong arms curl around her she felt the loneliness melt away. She felt loved, protected... she felt safe. Her worries melted away and she dreamed the dreams a girl her age should dream... of a handsome prince coming to whisk her away.

The next days seemed to blur together. River had fits of unease and nervousness. She requested Iris stay with her every evening. Though she knew the wolfess was missing out on the occasional female companionship by doing so. Iris knew that her little vixen needed her and wasn't about to turn her back on her right before such a monumental undertaking. Preparations were made quickly. She chose guards that she trusted not to disobey her and to keep their cool if the negotiations became heated. The last thing she needed was an "attendant" panicking and pulling a sword while she was trying to make peace. Iris of course would be in her usual attire. They would accept that she was her personal guard and that was that, she would accept nothing less.

The day finally came and they set out on horseback for the dense forests to the South. It took a couple of days to reach the Tribal territory. From there they had to proceed much slower. The forest was thick with towering ancient trees that surrounded the mountains. This was an old place and many still believed magic stirred in the air. People had just forgotten about it because it hadn't been seen or used in so long. But some swore they could still feel it.

River would've probably been one of them if it weren't for her focus on the task at hand. She was concerned for the safety of her people, not the strange sensation floating through her as she walked among the oldest trees in the world. She brushed it off as nerves and skipping breakfast. It was hours into their progress, when they were afraid they were lost, that Iris suddenly stopped her horse.

"Iris?" River asked, stopping beside her. Then she heard it. Her long ears twitched and perked up, swiveling about. She held up her hand and the others slowed and then stopped. She just sat there and waited. "Don't react, just remain calm" she said gently. They didn't have to wait long however.

Within moments, they came. They seemed to melt right out of the trees. Marked with mud and warpaint, wearing tribal wraps around their chests and waists. She was surprised to see a good half of them were female. They were armed with bows and arrows, spears, daggers, axes, they didn't have them drawn though. They seemed to just be observing. Finally River decided to take the initiative. "I am Princess River Rayne... Daughter to King Ral of the Northern Kingdoms. I come seeking a meeting with your Chief."

The tribals surrounding them turned and murmured to one another. Finally a tall white wolfess stepped forward. She wore a black wrap around her breasts and another around her hips and carried a bow adorned with feathers, matching the ones in her soft-looking hair. She shot Iris a look who stiffened for a moment but she then turned her icey blue gaze on River. She was quiet, studying her... sizing her up. Finally she said "you are daughter to the Chief?"

River nodded after a moment "I am." She held her ears high, proud, she refused to show weakness. She knew they would pounce on it the moment they saw it.

The wolfess glanced at Iris again and then said "who's that? She looks like a warrior. Do you bring war?"

"She is my Guardian" River replied sternly "she protects me no matter where I go. She swore an oath." Iris didn't falter, she just gazed right back at the wolfess. Though surprisingly enough... the silver female actually stood just a tad taller then Iris. Not something she was used to. But she would not back down.

"Follow, do not get lost" the silver female replied with the faintest hint of a smirk. She turned and set off further into the trees and the group followed, flanked by all sides by the tribals. It took some time, and it seemed they were intentionally changing directions frequently in order to hide their final destination. Truth be told it was working. By the time they heard others ahead they could only tell that they'd gotten closer to the mountains. Much closer.

Finally they emerged from a cave tunnel into a vast open area and even Iris had to admit... she was a bit in awe. There were small home huts all around, and not just on the ground. Using the ancient and strong trees they had made their homes even in the trees, building them right into the sides of the massive trunks. They had built bridges that connected different homes and platforms on each tree, creating a network of pathways to move around up above. And as they looked higher and higher... they realized that these pathways continued on out into the forest at greater heights. They could move through the trees high above and be almost invisible. You'd have no idea they were there unless you knew where to look.

Many tribals emerged from their homes to watch the newcomers. They all murmured to each other, pointing and whispering. Some laughed, others glared. It seemed there were mixed feelings about the newcomers. They were lead towards a rather large hut however, some kind of meeting hall. The tent flaps that served as the entrance were pulled back and the wolfess glanced back and said "leave your horses, they will not be harmed." She didn't bother requesting they leave their weapons. It seemed she didn't really care. Iris slid off her horse and then helped River down and started inside.

There was a warm hearth of coals and small fires along the center. A long trough that had various places to cook meals over it and tables around the outer edge. There were several more tribals lounging, eating, drinking. They seemed... scarred... battle worn. Clearly warriors. Even the wolfess had scars if one looked closely enough beneath her silky fur. She marched around the trough and motioned for them to follow. On the far side they saw who River could only guess was the chief. And as she approached... she suddenly felt a lot less confident.

He was an incredibly imposing figure. Tall, muscular, several scars of his own. His jet black fur made him difficult to see through the smoke of the fire but now that she stood before him she could see him clear as day. He was of feline descent, panther she guessed based on the coloration. But he bore brilliant crimson eyes that watched her every move as she approached. She felt like she might just melt under his gaze right then and there, becoming a puddle of mush with two ears that would still be too big. She suddenly felt self-conscious about them again. And she hadn't in years, not since she was little and they were nearly as long as she was tall. He wore a waistwrap just like the other males but the most incredible feature he bore as he sat upon his "throne"... were the two great wings protruding from his back. They rested comfortably on either side of them but their sheer size was apparent. She'd never seen anything like it before. And the sheer size of the male. She imagined if he stood up she might just be able to reach his belly.

She didn't realize she had been staring at him for a few moments and the silver wolfess had already introduced her. Iris had to nudge her to bring her out of her stupor and she swallowed and inclined her head slightly "Greetings Chieftain. It is an honor."

The panther blinked some and sat up a bit more. He nodded after a moment and said "my Trusted tells me you are the King's daughter... a... Princess?"

River swallowed but she nodded "that is correct Chieftain."

He was quiet for a moment, looking her over and then he nodded "well, say what you've come to say." He replied, leaning back once again but clearly seeming more interested.

River took a breathe to calm her nerves and finally said "I've come to negotiate a peace between our people. The losses suffered on both sides are becoming great and... truth be told... meaningless. Our people do not need to die over such a quarrel."

"And what's wrong with death?" replied the Chief "my people do not fear it. Why should yours?"

River blinked and bit her lip. She was quiet for a long moment and then finally said "because it causes pain to those of us left behind..." She remembered when she lost her mother. The ache in her chest for weeks and weeks. Just thinking about it now brought back whispers of that pain. "Even if they die happy and honorably. Those of us left behind still miss them and wish they were still here" she said quietly, looking him right in the eyes.

He gazed right back and he nodded after a moment "I think only those who have never loved a thing in their life... could deny that truth" he said quietly. He hesitated and then he straightened up again "so what? What is it you wish? That my people stop taking what is so boldly thrown in our faces?"

"Excuse me?" River replied.

"Your people. Your caravans. Gods even your farms." the chief replied "you wander through our lands with your shiny wagons and weapons thinking you are invincible. You cut down our trees to build your villages, your farms. You hunt our game and expect us to just watch? This is not the way of things. You take from us, you insult us by passing through our territory, challenging someone to try to take what you have... and you expect us to just be quiet and afraid? We are not afraid."

"I... I didn't know I..." River started to say.

"No... of course you didn't" the Chieftain cut her off "your people's royalty are so... isolated from the world. You live in your palace. You almost never come out. You know nothing of hardship. Of loss. Of war. You haven't had to fight just to survive. You especially... you have not had the weight of your people upon your shoulders. Not until this moment if I had to guess."

"N... Now that's not fa*" River tried to say but she was faltering. His words were sharp, like his blade. But that didn't make them untrue.

"You haven't even asked my name" the Chieftain growled "Why? Why should I show respect or listen to a little girl who has never seen what my people go through? What we endure at the hands of yours and others? You came here wanting peace but you haven't talked. You only listened to what YOUR people told you about us. Why should I give you respect when you haven't earned it?"

River's fur was bristling by now. This... this jerk! She opened her maw again but he narrowed his eyes. She blinked and slowly closed it. She watched him for a moment and she could tell... he was baiting her. Testing her. The others probably got more and more indignant at this point. Refusing to be scolded like a child by some... savage. She took a slow breathe... and then she looked him in the eyes and said quietly "you're right."

The Chief actually did a very subtle double take hearing those words. He leaned forward again slowly and River continued "I came here requesting peace without asking your side. Even your name. And for that I apologize. I came for the sake of my people. I want them to feel safe... I want them to BE safe. And so it is for them that I am concerned. And I apologize that I did not extend the same courtesy to you and your people. I'm sure... as someone in your position. You could understand that error."

The Chief was quiet for a long moment and then nodded "I can. But I am not so naïve as to believe you with just your carefully chosen words. Your people are prideful. You believe us savages. You believe us beneath you. Why then should I believe that you might now see us as equals?"

River was quiet for a long moment and then said "may I have your name Chieftain?"

He nodded and said "I am called Feugen."

"Feugen..." she replied "my name is River." She was doing away with formalities. With titles. She was addressing him as an equal. As a person. And providing him the opportunity to do the same. "How may I prove to you that I come here with pure intentions? That I am devoted to the cause of peace. And that I do not see you the way my father does?"

Feugen was quiet for a long moment and then said quietly "there is a tradition among the tribes. It's old... outdated. Rarely used anymore. The trial of submission. Prove your devotion. Prove your pride has no place in these negotiations."

River hesitated and swallowed but said softly "W... what is the trial?"

He looked her in the eyes and he slowly shifted his waistwrap to the side, revealing a soft, but thick and exotic shaft hiding underneath. His people didn't bat an eye. Iris stiffened and a few of her attendants gasped. He looked River right in the eye and said "submit yourself as a female to me as a male. Here... now... in front of your people. Remove your pride and prove your dedication."

River stared in awe and shock. She almost screamed at him. She started to tremble though. This was going too far... but... for the sake of her people. If this... if this is what it took to find peace. Could she really turn it down? She hated him in that moment. And yet... part of her understood. While she wished he could've come up with another way... she wasn't about to risk asking. She hesitated though and said quietly "Ch... Chieftain I am..." she faltered and then said "I haven't been touched... before..."

"You can use your hands and mouth..." he replied. She blinked and she hesitated. She glanced at Iris who looked back at her and shook her head just a little bit. She knew Iris wouldn't like it... not one little bit. But she took another breathe and stepped towards the male before her. She knelt down without hesitation and reached out, running her hand over his flesh. She was committed. She wouldn't back down. Wouldn't falter. She looked up at him as she felt his cock throb in her grasp, starting to lift and harden.

"I've never done this before" she whispered softly to him. She didn't want to hurt him accidentally. Didn't want him upset with her performance.

"Cover your teeth, and use your tongue" he whispered back so the others wouldn't hear. She was grateful for his discretion at least. "use your hand for what won't fit. Don't choke yourself." She swallowed but she nodded just a little bit. Her face burned with shame and humiliation at what she was about to do. She could just imagine her father's words. How dare she defile herself to a savage beast. She would be a whore... a disgusting wretch. A disgrace to the royal line. And yet... with that her people might be safe. A price she was willing to pay.

As she stroked him and felt him harden even more she realized just how big he was and was grateful he didn't expect her to take him all. She also felt the spines and ridges along his length pressing against her fingers as they passed over the hot flesh. She bit her lip but refused to look around. She knew everyone was watching... staring even. She pushed it from her mind. She would not... back... down.

As she slowly leaned forward to lick at his flesh she suddenly heard a snarl from somewhere behind her. "That's ENOUGH!" Iris roared. She stepped forward and reached for her blade.

"Iris no!" River gasped but the silver wolfess was already moving. She kicked Iris' hand, sending her blade back into it's scabbard and then stepped forward, ducking the black wolfess' swing of her shield and grabbing her by the throat. She pinned her back against a post and held a blade to her throat. "Please!" River begged "don't hurt her... sh... she's sworn to protect me..." She turned back to the Chieftain who hadn't moved an inch "I'll do it, I promise."

He hesitated but he nodded to Silver who kept the blade at Iris' throat but removed her of her shield and sword. She then turned to watch with the others but she whispered softly to Iris "don't look in disgust. Look in respect. She does this for you, for your people." Iris trembled and tried to look away... but like the others she was entranced by the scene as the vixen's soft pink tongue slipped out from her maw and trailed up along the length of the panther's exotic shaft.

River closed her eyes as she ran her tongue up along his length. She was grateful she didn't taste any foul stench of unwashed flesh. He tasted clean... though as she passed her tongue over the tip she got a taste of something surprising. Something... sweet. It was like a spicey honey almost. She blinked and looked at his tip and found it beading with fluid. She continued stroking him slowly but before she could stop herself she leaned forward and licked up another bead, curious at the rich taste. When she realized what she'd done she looked up at him and flushed furiously. But he didn't mock her, didn't smile and laugh. He seemed to enjoy it... so she did it again... slower this time. She watched his reactions as she licked across that fat swollen tip. The skin there felt so tight. Like it was under so much pressure it might burst. She watched his breath catch just a little bit as she rolled her tongue around nice and slow and then flicked it up over the slit in the center again. She bit her lip but leaned down and licked slowly up along the side of his shaft, passing her tongue over those thick ridges along it's length and then back down again, making sure his cock was nice and wet. She realized the wetter it was the easier she could stroke with her hand and the more he seemed to enjoy it. Maybe... maybe this wouldn't be so bad...

At least, that's what she thought, until he seemed to grow bored. She tried swirling her tongue over his tip again but something just wasn't right. She didn't want to upset him, she did really want to pass the trial. She wanted to prove she was better then her father, that she truly desired peace and the safety of her people. That's when his hand moved... it slowly reached out and she stiffened in fear. Was he going to hurt her?... she glanced over at Iris out of reflex and her eyes widened some.

Iris was trembling, her cheeks flushing and her eyes fluttering. The silver wolfess had her legguards off, leaving her in just her leather leggings underneath. She still rid herself of the blade to her throat but instead had her hands bound to the post above her head. While the silver wolfess' paw worked in the front of her leggings. She nibbled gently on Iris' neck, making the poor Guardian squirm and whimper with desire. She was trying to hold it together... but the paw felt so damn good. It had been weeks since she'd been able to find a companion. She'd spent all her nights with River leading up to the trip... and now she was finally being given release... through force. Her eyes opened and she caught the Princess' gaze for just a moment. Her cheeks flushed even deeper and she turned her head sharply, biting her lip as she started to buck her hips, staining her leggings as she came... watching the Princess, her beloved River, service the Chief.

River watched as Iris quivered in the silver wolfess' grasp. She could see her whispering something but couldn't make it out. Then she was brought back to the task at hand by the sensation of the Chief's massive hand sliding over her head. She looked up at him in surprise at first, like she'd forgotten what she was supposed to be doing. She felt his fingers slide through her hair and blushed some. It actually felt... nice. Then she felt the pressure... she blinked and looked down but she didn't fight him as he guided her head down slowly. She just remembered what he'd told her. She covered her teeth with her lips and tongue and let him guide her mouth over his thick shaft. More of that sweet honey drooled along the length of her tongue as it passed deeper into her mouth. She felt the pressure of his hand lessen once his tip was securely inside her warm maw. She got the hint though and slowly started to work her mouth up and down, pushing his length towards her throat but backing off when she felt herself starting to gag. She watched his reaction and saw his eyes close and his head roll back some. A sigh of what she knew to be pleasure escaped him as his cock throbbed harder in her maw. It was working... what she was doing, he was certainly enjoying. So she kept at it, working herself up and down his length, trying to take him a little deeper each time. She glanced over at Iris again but remembered to keep going, she just... wanted to make sure she was okay. What she saw almost made her pull off with a gasp.

Iris was now sitting, her hands freed. She was stroking herself this time, her paw working feverishly up and down the amber length of her shaft, her leggings off and forgotten. And the wolfess was standing above her, gripping her ear with one paw while the other gripped the post the guardian had recently been tied to. She was gasping and moaning softly as Iris' tongue worked feverishly over her soft nether lips. That amber muscle slid over and between those glistening petals, eliciting more and more groans of bliss from the silver female. Neither seemed aware that anyone was watching anymore. And as River watched the wolfess pulled Iris' head back from between her thighs and immediately dropped down into her lap, spearing herself on the wolfess' throbbing shaft and shoving her hand away. She immediately began to ride her, nice and slow, taking her to the hilt every time without hesitation. Iris shuddered and whined and the wolfess pulled her head against her chest gently, cradling her. She could feel the poor shemale's desire for release... need... for release. And she was happy to provide it to her. To grant her that pleasure at her touch.

River turned her attention back to the Chief with another guiding nudge from his hand and looked up. His breathing was coming heavier and more labored now. And she realized why. She could feel him drooling that sweet honey into her maw even more now. She shifted on her knees some to be able to work faster over his shaft and as she did she flushed furiously. She realized how sticky and wet her own thighs had become without her knowing. She was so lost in all of this. She wondered if the others could smell her arousal... but she kept going. She worked faster and faster over his length, taking him even deeper and swallowing his sweet sticky offering.

Then she felt it. She felt his breathing suddenly start hitching more and more. Felt his cock throb harder and harder. She looked up and his eyes closed again. His face grimaced in sudden intensity and she felt the surge of his climax rise up through his shaft. She felt his knot suddenly swell under her grasp. Her eyes widened some as an instinct inside of her was kicked into over drive. The canine in her squeezed that knot mercilessly to simulate a tie. And then... he came... hard. That sweet rich treat exploded over her tongue and by sheer reflex, to keep from choking, she swallowed. She whimpered just a tiny bit, rubbing her legs together and trying to get any kind of stimulation to herself but it was no use. All she could do was hold onto the shaft in her hand and maw and keep gulping down his cum as he filled her maw again and again. She could hear him groaning above her. See the muscles in his belly tightening over and over again with every spurt as the pleasure ravished him.

And finally... it was over... She felt his spurts slow and then stop and she slowly pulled free of his shaft. She swallowed one last time and looked up at him. He nodded to her and she released his spire from her grasp. She eased back some, looking around her. Iris sat panting softly with the silver wolfess still in her lap, licking her cheek gently. She then climbed up off of her and simply... walked away... even with Iris' mess drooling down her thighs. The Guardian was left trembling and feeling smaller and weaker then she had in a long time. River stood up slowly. She looked around at the other tribals. A few of the males were smirking at her. A few of the females actually looked impressed. She turned back to the Chief and then unceremoniously wiped her maw on her wrist and said "did I pass your trial Feugen?"

"You did..." he replied quietly "and for that you can make a request of me before we truly begin the negotiations."

River hesitated, thinking for a moment and then said "my people and I have traveled far to get here. I would like for them to be able to eat and rest..." she glanced over at Iris and then looked back and said "and to bathe. Privately..."

Feugen nodded and said "I will have arrangements made."

"I would also like..." she said. Feugen blinked. He had said one request. He was impressed by her boldness "to have future negotiations performed away from an audience. We each bring 1. Is that satisfactory?"

Feugen hesitated and looked around the room. He nodded after a moment and then said "that is acceptable."

"Thank you" River replied. She turned to Iris who had straightened up and fit her leggings back on. She looked utterly ashamed of herself. For giving in like that. River stepped forward to her and touched her cheek and then said quietly "take me for a bath. Now." Iris didn't hesitate. She nodded and followed the Chief's attendants as they were lead out to where her people could stay. Food was brought to them and they were then shown to a private spring for a bath. River stripped down with Iris and slid into the water and then suddenly turned and hugged her.

"I... I'm s*" Iris started to say.

"Don't..." River replied quietly "Don't regret it. It was for the good of the people and..." She blushed and looked up at her. She bit her lip and then said "it wasn't that bad... and you seemed like you enjoyed yourself."

Iris looked away, blushing a bit herself "I did..." she finally admitted. She shook her head and just hugged the little vixen. "I've already told everyone if they speak a word of it I'll cut them in half over the course of a week."

"Thanks..." River giggled softly. She felt... strange about what had just happened. She felt like she'd been taken advantage of in a sense. But it hadn't been an... entirely unpleasant experience. She found herself more concerned about what people would say... what people would think... what her father would think. Even now... her only concern seemed to be her pride. The strange part? It felt almost... silly. To be concerned about it. So she just tried not to think about it. She was here now, with her trusted friend, in a nice spring. She might as well enjoy it.

"M'Lady..." Iris said softly. River eased back and gazed up at her. Iris blushed some and bit her lip "would you like some... relief?..."

River flushed furiously. The damn dog could smell it... she should've known. But she couldn't bring herself to protest as the wolfess slid a hand down her belly and between her thighs. Expert fingers danced across the soft puffy lips between. She felt her pleasure spike immediately, her need outweighing any rationale her mind could come up with. She trusted Iris, and the wolfess stayed clear of her purity. But that little nub of a pleasure button, was at her mercy. The little vixen gave in to her primal... more savage desires... and let the pleasure wash over her like the water that lapped at her hips. Her soft cries of bliss filled the air as her trusted Guardian gave her the relief her body so craved. She blocked out her shame and pride and just... enjoyed the tender touch of someone she trusted. And truthfully? It felt incredible...