FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Thank you all for those who have waited on this next installment. Work's been kinda rough as well as school, but better late than never! Warning, this chapter contains acts of sexual nature as well as homosexuality, do not read if you are a minor...or Alliance...jk, you can read if you are the latter.

Dalaran Lessons: Judgment

Swiftclaw had to close his eyes because it hurt too much to stare at Cain. As he wiped his tears away, he felt the light fade off slightly, and turned to look at his mate. The human laid on the bed his own eyes shut, breathing hard as something astonishing had just happened. "Cain..." Swiftclaw started as he could see once more. He pulled the human onto his furry lap and wiped the sweat from his brow. Seconds later, Damella popped in and closed the curtains behind her.

"What in the light's name is going on?!" she asked as she walked over to Cain.

"I don't know, Cain and I were...laying here and he just exploded with light."

"I...I...I saw it, I saw everything," Cain said as his body shivered slightly. The Draenei placed her hand on his head and drew back. She looked like she had burned herself as she held her hand in up.

"The light...it flows through you," she said.

"What, what does it mean?" Swiftclaw said as he pushed Cain's hair from his eyes and held him tenderly.

"It means Cain her can wield the light like a priest or paladin would,"

"But, I thought mages channeled their magics from the elemental planes, light is no such realm is it?"

"You are correct, it is not, but he is different, he does not bend it to his will like the Sin'dori. It is drawn to him, attracted to him like bees to flowers. I think the holy grounds we stand on began to surge through him."

A sudden commotion was heard outside as people began to gather. A loud voice silenced them as a human female walked into the tent. "Confessor! What brings you here?" Da said as she stepped to block her view.

"Young priest, I came to see about the commotion, what has happened here?" said the human.

"Umm, it was...a miracle of the light?" Da started.

"Priestess...you dare not lie to Confessor Paletress, do you?" said the human priest in a soft voice. Technically Damella did not lie at all.

"No, I do not, see for yourself," she said, stepping aside.

"A human, with a Tauren?" she said looking at the two, "Be you a priest?"

"No Confessor, I am not," Cain replied as he felt Swiftclaw hug him a bit tighter. "It's alright, I believe we can trust her," he said to his mate before standing up, allowing his cloths to slide on to him.

"Ah a mage, where did that light come from?"

"Me," Cain said as his cloths finished dressing him.

"What is this madness you speak of?"

"Has the Confessor failed to realize the truth? Tell me that Dalaran is no longer flying!" Cain exclaimed.

"Your eyes, no...it couldn't be, how?"

"Your guess is just as good as mine, but if you don't mind I would like you to pretend you never saw me, or any of my friends," Cain said as he stood next to the bull.

"Cain, what..." Da started before she stopped herself seeing that he was smiling at her.

"Wait...Cain, is that you?!" she started before she ran up to the mage, giving him a big hug.

"Paletress, I have not seen you since you were barely taller than a silverleaf bush," Cain said as he hugged her back.

"Oh Cain, I've missed you, but ever since I demonstrated at talent with the light, I was taken by Fordring and his knights to begin my training,"

"Ah, shortly after my talents for the arcane arts became apparent, I was taken in by the Kirin Tor."

"Ah I see, and well still, what about the light?"

"I...I don't know but...I'm in a bit of trouble, I'm on the run from the Kirin Tor,"

"Cain...why?"

"I don't know, but I seriously pissed off Terroh, please, you must keep my presence here a secret,"

"Of course, you know I will, please I have a private tent you can stay in," she said grabbing his hand, before suddenly stopping. She ran forward as she felt the surge of light inside Cain pass to her, and she walked out of the tent, looking for a wagon full of hay and raising her hands. Suddenly the wagon exploded as a pillar of holy fire struck it. The crowd that remained stopped and looked at the Confessor before dispersing rather quickly. "W..what was that?"

"I felt it too, please, let's hurry to your tent while it's clear," Da said before leading the others to the larger tent.

Inside, the confessor waved off her guards as she lead the others into her tent. The inside was rather large, and held all the comforts of a small house. Her rooms were decorated by flowers of all sorts from various admirers. "I don't know what's going on, but it seems I can wield the light," Cain said as they all took a seat.

"I'll make some tea," Da said as she walked to the kitchen.

"I'll help," the druid said as he walked off too, wanting to give the two some time to catch up.

" Indeed, it flows though you strong like the greatest of paladins and preist."

"I don't know how or why, but I think this has something to do with a prophecy,"

"Oh please, you don't believe in those do you?"

"Paletress, really? You of all people should believe in those,"

"I stopped that when I wasn't a little girl anymore,"

"Well then, you can take it how you wish, but it says 'The Kirin Tor's greatest champion will bring be the key to the greatest cataclysm,"

"Psh, you, the Kirin Tor's champion? Last time I saw you, you still could not tie a package together,"

"Still can't but that's why I use magic," he said smiling as they were served tea and cakes Da had prepared quickly.

"So, how did you know the Confessor?" Da asked.

"Oh she and I grew up in the same village before they came to take us,"

"Yes, we played very much as children, his mother was great friends with mine, he was such a cute little thing back then," she said winking as Cain began to blush. The druid laid a hand on his shoulder, patting gently.

"That he is," Swiftclaw said as he ruffled Cain's hair with his other hand.

"So who is this fine specimen of druid?"

"I am Swiftclaw," he said proudly.

"Well it seems you are in good hands, but there is something I would like to dicuss with you and Da," she said as she stood up.

"Yes?"

"I want to test you, with the light, please come with me, we're going to the tournament's stadium, its closed this time of day so everyone should be preoccupied at the fairgrounds,"

"Alright, let's do this," Cain said as he blinked behind the Confessor. And the four left to the stadium. The druid flew to the benches as he watched the magic uses below. He could feel it in the air as they all began to channel energies. The priest and mage faced off against the Confessor.

"Well then, let us begin," Paletress said as she waved, and a pillar of holy fires struck Cain. The mage winced as his body was surrounded by a soft golden light. Da had shielded him from the blast as she began to run around the Confessor, staying behind her. The Argent Champion began to cast another spell, but Cain quickly countered her and threw forth a frost bolt. The ice hit her, freezing her staff to her hand as she winced. Da cast smite, knocking her forward as Cain attempted using the light, and a flare of holy energy surged forward, but missed his mark. She turned to cast smite on Da, but she had already threw up her barriers. Cain hit the Confessor with a wave of arcane missiles before she cried out and shielded herself with a pillar of solid looking light. She locked her eyes on Cain as she channeled her spell.

Cain cried out as he fell to his knees as his mind felt like it was ripped in half as something tore its way out from the center. Suddenly there was a dark shade in the room, and a great black dragon surged forward. Da pushed Cain out of the way as it crushed down with a front claw, her fresh barrier held back the weight of the beast before bouncing it off. Cain's head stung but he focused his energies and unlocked a portion of his mind into the realm of the arcane. Surging with raw power, his body began to freeze the air around him as his veins became frigid and growing ice on his arms and face. He reached forward, and called out the words. Spells shot out from his open hands in rapid session as the dark dragon readied another strike. Pieces of the beast shattered and faded as Cain unleashed a fury of missles and blast, destroying the beast. It wave its tail and Cain ducked just as the tip clipped his temple. He head cracked to the side but moved back in place as if it was a piece of paper that struck him. Damella quickly healed him with the light as he made quick work of the dragon.

"Even the darkest memory fades when confronted," Paletress said as she dropped her shields, "Excellent!" she said as she gave Cain another hug.

"What was that?" Da asked as she wiped away the sweat from Cain's brow.

"I...I don't know, that was no memory of mine, I've never faced a dragon," Cain said as he caught his breath.

"Oh dear, I believe we should head out of here, I hear someone coming," she said, quickly leading them to the exit, the Tauren flew down and followed them. "Oh, this is not good," she said as she saw some members of the Kirin Tor asking about a mage. "Cain, you must flee, the Kirin Tor are here, I will keep my word about your secret, but you must go,"

"But, I they'll see us," Cain said as they were a little ways from the front of the entrance, not much room to poke out before being seen.

"Just hurry, I'll distract them, farewell Cain, I will miss you," she said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Cain blushed she rounded the corner and spoke to the Kirin Tor, saying she saw someone meeting his description on the other side of the fairgrounds. Cain summoned his mount, and flew to the skies with Da and Swift behind him, to obscure ground view of him. They flew away, fleeing to somewhere where they shouldn't be noticed. Da took the lead and led them across the lands of Northrend. Eventually they group flew down to a steamy jungle. "This is the Sholazar Basin, to the River's heart, there a small camp there we can rest for a while, too many visitors to notice three new faces."

They landed and wandered around, a lot of people were fishing. Da wandered around and waved the others to come towards her. "Come you two, over here," she said waving her hands, and they all found that they began to float off the ground. She walked over the waters towards the other side of the basin. They found a nice shady spot and set up a small camp. Cain took the time to strip and go for a swim in the nice cool waters of the basin. Da walked to a log and sat, gently soaking her hooves as she took her time and fished up dinner. Swiftclaw disappeared somewhere beneath the waters, hiding under Cain as he floated in the waves till something bumped into his rump. He looked, hoping he had not attracted the attention of another Thresher, he had already slain 4 of them just getting stepping foot in the water. Suddenly something large wrapped around Cain's chest, pinning his arms to his sides and dragged him other the waters. He yelped at the sudden grab and sunk under the waters. He instinctively snapped the ring of frozen energy around his waist, freezing his captor in place. He turned to see that he had frozen him and Swiftclaw in place near the bottom of the water.

Cain was relieved to see that it was only the bull, but realized he had yelped and his lungs were void of oxygen as he was dragged down. He struggled to swim up, but he had frozen Swiftclaws arms around him, trapping him in the waters, he couldn't think about anything other than getting free. Swiftclaw looked in alarm as he realized his mate was drowning; he shifted and broke out of the ice and quickly grabbed Cain swimming upwards. They were deep, so the bull did what he had to, to keep Cain breathing. Cain's eyes opened wide as he felt the bull kiss him, and blow air into his lungs. The larger lungs of the bull easily filled the humans as they kissed and breathed life into each other. They kissed and floated up in each other's arms till the broke the water's surface. They heard Damella cursing at them for scaring away her fish, but stopped when she saw the two kissing in the waters. She smiled and sat there, watching the two.

She smiled, and casted her rod elsewhere. Cain and Swiftclaw laid in the sands of the shore, holding each other as they stared deeply into each other's eyes. The bull smiled and pressed his lips against Cain's once more, and they sat there naked, feeling the waves drag lazily against their legs. Swiftclaw's thick tongue filled Cain's mouth as he licked over his smaller tongue. Cain let out a soft moan before sliding down, and rubbed his crotch against the bull's sheath. His hand slid down and gently gripped his mate's shaft, giving it a long stroke, milking out a sweet moan from the bull. Swiftclaw continued to moan gently as Cain's soft hands worked his growing shaft. The Tauren spread his legs as he growled in ectacy. The human slid lower and licked the tip of his swollen member. The mage's hard length pressed between the smooth mounds of muscular cheeks of the Tauren as he ground against his hole, sending a shiver through the bull.

"Sweet Earth Mother, I've dreamt about this day," Swiftclaw said as he gently slid his hands across Cain's chest. The human blushed as he felt his slick tip begin to catch at the Tauren's tailhole.

"Ready love?" Cain asked as he gently pushed his tip against the bull's ring. Slowly the druid relaxed and nodded to his mate as he slipped in. Cain let out a deep moan in sync with Swiftclaw as he felt the hot insides of the druid's hole engulf his pulsing member. Slowly, inch after inch sunk deeply into the Tauren who laid on his back panting hard from sheer pleasure. The human, though smaller than the Tauren was still thick enough for his virgin hole to be stretched a bit. Swiftclaw panted with his eyes shut as Cain looked down with a warm smile and slowly stroked the druid's thick, dripping member. Hilted inside the bull, Cain laid on top of him, his strong arms wrapped around his mate. Cain hugged the bull and began to gently thrust into him. They held each other and moaned sweetly into each other's ears.

"Oh..Cain, I'm go..going," Swiftclaw panted between breaths, but closed his eyes tight as his back arched. Cain continued to pump his mate's bullhood, feeling it pulse wildly in his hand as his cock ground against the bull's prostate, driving him wild. With a loud moan followed by a grunt, Swiftclaw came. Large ropes of bull seed splattered across the broad, furry chest. Cain leaned back as he moaned loudly, his thrusting gaining more speed as he felt his hips jerk forward with one final slam, sending his torrent of seed deep into his mate. Gently grinding his hips, Cain laid on top of his love and gently stroked his strong arms. "I love you," Swift said as he closed his eyes, holding his mate tight.

"I love you too," Cain said as they giggled in each other's arms.

"HELP!" cried a shrill voice. The two shot up and waded through the pools towards the source of the scream. "Swift, Cain, someone!" Damella shouted desperately as she did her best to fend off her attackers. The druid and mage came from the shallows the waters in time to see Damella get knocked out by a hunter's arrow. She fell slowly to the ground.

"Wyvern sting, works like a charm," said the hunter that they saw at the Argent Tournament grounds.

"We must help her!" said swift claw as he shifted into his cat from and faded from sight. Cain did the same with invisibility. They crept up on the hunter, but were nearly hit by a volley of arrows.

"Fools, you think being invisible will stop me from seeing you?" the hunter said knocking back another arrow, sending his pet forward. Suddenly a large spirit bear came from nowhere and growled at Swiftclaw. He shifted to his dire bear form and took on the beast head on. Cain channeled his energies but a magical bolt shot forward from the hunter's bow hitting him in the chest, knocking the air out of him. Swiftclaw charged at the other bear, but suddenly felt his body frozen as it was encased in ice. Trapped by the hunter, he watched as he drew another arrow at Cain. The mage stood up, unable to channel any magics, he looked at the hunter as he drew back another arrow. He closed his eyes and waited for the familiar sting of steel into his flesh, but the shot never came. He opened his eyes when he felt he could speak once more and found that the hunter had suddenly started screaming, and running off.

The mage's skin started to shiver and crawl as he felt the fel magics strike the hunter. Corruption, a curse, and then immolation, all the dark magic worked by those who channel demonic powers came forth, smiting down the hunter. Then he stepped from the shadows, his body seemed completely normal, except for the deathly pale skin, and large gaping scar of a slit throat, he wore a blindfold, most likely to hide the empty, glowing spheres. He muttered another word, and suddenly a great felgaurd surged forward and cleaved the spirit bear into oblivion. He walked right past Cain as he sat next to Damella, watching over her sleeping form. He waved looked back up over at the hunter as he shook off the fear, and drew his arrows against the warlock. Before he could get his last shot off, he fell to his knees, his body unable to hold up against the unnatural flames the burned him. He fell into a pile of ashes and his pet faded back to where it once came.

Swiftclaw shifted out of the ice and ran towards Damella, his hands glowed with green magic as he channeled nature to heal her. She started to come to, and looked up, seeing a familiar face. Cain approached cautiously. "T..Thank you," he said to the undead warlock.

He nodded, apparently unable to speak, but Cain could feel him. His aura faded into a gentle one, he was telling the mage that he was a friend, not an enemy. Da started to come to, and looked up, seeing the warlock. "No...Randal?" she said gasping softly. He nodded.

"My god, you look well," she said scooting up, and standing on her own. With a flash of blazing light, her wounds disappeared and she glowed with health. "Guys, this is Randal, he used to be one of my partners in the arena, what in the light's name are you doing here,"

The warlock pointed a bony finger to Cain. "Me?" he asked. The undead just nodded. "What about me?" he said realizing he was naked, but sighed remembering that the undead was blindfolded, but that left the question of Damella, who didn't seem to be bothered at all. The warlock waved his arms and pointed to the skies. They looked and saw something in the distance, more of mercenaries of Dalaran coming for them. They all nodded and summoned their mounts, flying low in the jungle to avoid detection from above. They followed Randal, hoping that the blind warlock would not steer them into a mountain side. Questions raced through Cain's mind, but he would have to think later as he narrowly dodged a bolt of poison from an angry viper below.