FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Author's note: to my readers, I would like to inform you that while this may be mainly a pornographic story I still take pride in my work as an author and refuse to weaken the plot for sex. This story is more than just yiff its also meant to entertain those who care about more than just yiffing, so if your looking for a whole lot of sex then you might be disappointed, but I put my best foot forward on all of this, including the sex so please try and read through it.

standerd stuff, if your not 18, run away fast.

Chapter 1

In a small town called Faredrin there lived many animals of all different species, and all lived in peace here. Our story however is about two who did not.

Dratine was a young female of only twenty years. Now in dragon years that is only a child since dragons could live up to five hundred years, but none the less she was a beautiful girl who everyone loved. She was about five feet tall, which was about the most anyone in the village ever got. She had long red hair that she kept in a braid the hung between her wings to the base of her tail. Her eyes were deep red and had a reptilian look about them. She was very fit and athletic and tried her best to stay that way. She always envied the others in the villagers for their beautiful fur. She didn't think much of her own dark green scales but she kept them cleaned and polished all the time. The other females in the village envied her as much as she did them. Whenever she would walk down the street in midday the sun would reflect off her beautiful scales and it looked as if she were covered in jade and sapphire jewels.

At the moment Dratine was on her way to visit a good friend of hers; he was a skunk of a most peculiar nature. Dratine always loved visiting him because his home, which was a small burrow under a tree, always smelled of flowers and perfume. Daniel was a quiet chap who never ventured far from home. He was a very shy and lonely person and loved it when Dratine would visit as much as she did. He was never seen in town very much but was famous for the fragrances he made and sold to the local shops.

When Dratine entered Daniel was at a flower base watering some roses while brushing and grooming his tail, which was long and very velvety, Dratine wished that she had a tail like that; Daniel loved his tail a great deal and took very good care to keep it clean and as soft as silk.

"Good morning." Dratine called to him in her cheery tone.

Daniel turned and his face lit up when he saw his friend "Dratine, why you look lovely today." Daniel was always a flirt to her, even though he knew she had a boyfriend he still enjoyed it when she would laugh and blush just a smidgen, and at heart he was a hopeless romantic, though Dratine had never known him to have a mate, or even any friends outside of her and her beloved. "So what brings you to my little hole in the ground?" Daniel went on, "you don't usually show up here out of the blue, anything the matter?"

Dratine pulled up a stool and sat on the opposite side of the flowers then breathed deeply into them. "Well, I have a date tonight and I was wondering if-"

"Wait," Daniel cut her off mid sentience "wait, I have just the thing." he leaped off the stool and scurried up a stair case on all fours. Dratine couldn't help but giggle when he would do that, he often didn't act like a civilized fur. In moments he returned with a small red vile in his paw and held it out to her. "I think this will do the trick quite nicely." he said with smirk. Daniel always knew what she wanted, but that was the kind of thing that came from years of friendship.

Dratine removed the cap and inhaled deeply. It smelled of roses and crushed pine needles. Both of the scents were distinct and yet they blended wonderfully. "Its perfect!" she said and gave Daniel a kiss on the forehead. He blushed slightly and lowered his head to try and hide it.

Daniel was an alchemist by trade. He made scents for all types of occasions and reasons and sold them to shop keepers to make his way. He never charger Dratine though, and had made this one just for her. You see, he knew her boyfriend very well, he was a friend of his in fact, and knew this sent would drive him nuts; in fact he made sure of it.

Dratine thanked him and turned to leave when Daniel said "wait just a minute." She turned as Daniel picked up a pair of sheers and clipped one of the roses off and walked up to her with it. He placed the stem in her hair and adjusted the petals a bit. "There, now you look perfect." She smiled at him sweetly then left, she was in a hurry to see her love and he didn't want to keep her. "Have fun!" he called out to her as she left, a sly edge to his voice. Daniel returned to his flowers and took up his brush and thought how wonderful it must be to be in love like that, he greatly envied her and her lover, Arthur.

*****

High atop Mount Crag was the cave of Count Draken, a dragon of about two hundred years. He stood about nine feet and was covered in jet black scales that reflected no light, making him seem almost like solid, living darkness. Upon his head were a massive rack of horns that spiraled and arced back on his brow. He was a miserable fellow and did very little. With him in the mountain hideout were his two nephews, Dormow and Bormow, both had brown scales that saw little attention. Bormow was the elder of about ten years but neither one was much brighter than a firefly. They were currently in the middle of a tug-of-war match over a piece of meat. The Count stood at the window and looked down at the valley. His evolved eye sight allowed him to see for dozens of miles away.

"Be quiet, you damnable fools!" he shouted.

The two brothers froze in place and eyed him cautiously. Draken returned to his window and peered down. His subject of interest was a young female dragon. He had watched her for months now if not years, waiting for the right time to come. "Today is the day, my boys. Tonight I shall make that girl my mate." he said. The two brothers looked at each other and grinned maliciously. "At sundown," the Count continued "you will go into the valley and bring me the girl, unharmed, you got that?" Bormow and Dormow nodded their heads but Draken didn't turn to look at them. He didn't care much for the two dimwits but kept then around to do his bidding. It was he who had killed there parents when they were hatchlings, they had defied him and paid for it with there lives. Draken was not a cruel man, no that word could never do him justice, he was evil on a level most could not fathom.

As of late he had discovered a young dragoness was living near. He hadn't had a mate in decades and he would savor every last bit of her flesh. He was waiting for her to come into season and now that tie was nearing. He turned from the window and sat in his favorite chare before the fire. 'Soon,' he thought to himself, 'soon I will have my prize, and if she doesn't like it then too bad'. Draken threw his head back and laughed loudly as thoughts of what he would do to that supple young flesh crossed his mind.

The two brothers had succeeded to ripping the meat in half and were feeding when the chilling sound of there masters laugh snaked into there ears. They both shivered at the horribly sadistic and perhaps even insane sound of it. Now they were by no means angels them selves, but they feared Draken above all things.

"So brother," Dormow asked in his almost dopey tune of voice "what do you think our new mistress will be like?"

"From the looks of her, she's probably a fighter," he said. Bormow's voice always sounded like a sneer and he had gotten his fair share of beatings from Draken because of it. "I can almost hear her screams now when master punishes her for her insolence." Both brothers chuckled at the thought of it.

"Do you think we might be allowed to mate her, once she's broken?" Neither one of them had ever been allowed to take mates, mostly because females were so rare. As a matter of fact this particular one was the first they had ever seen.

"What the boss don't know won't hurt him." Bormow said back with a wink.

Sundown was not for hours yet, so they had plenty of time to enjoy their meal. Soon they would have a female to captor to all their sick and twisted pleasures, and if she didn't then they would enjoy her pain just as much.

*****

Allow me to introduce Sara, a young, slim female feline of five years, a prime age for the species. On this particular afternoon Sara was on her way to meet up with the man on her dreams. She had loved him ever since they were children, even if he never returned her affections. She still tried to bring him around and show him that they were meant to be together, but he only had eyes for Dratine.

She and Dratine were good friends despite both being in love with the same person. Sara didn't hate Dratine, maybe she resented her, just a little, but they were civil with one another. They often met for tea on Sundays and chat about this and that. They had met shortly after Dratine came to the village; her parents were very afraid for her and had left her in the care of the mayor.

The sun was at its highest point right now that there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Sara's beautiful golden fur shown in the light as if made of sun rays, her beep blue eyes were full of pride for her fur. She was wearing a small Sunday dress adorned with images of sunflowers ageist a red back drop. Her tale swished back and forth in anticipation of seeing her true love. Her plan was to try and show him that they were meant for each other, she did this often and never succeeded but sooner or latter he would see the truth and when he did she would be there.

As she walked her eye caught upon a small flower pot, she leaned down to sniff as it when a voice rang out from behind her.

"Well good morning Sara," came the familiar voice of Dratine from behind her. "What cha' doin'?" she was using her cereous child voice and Sara couldn't help but giggle.

"Beautiful, aren't they?" she said while straitening up, "the flowers I mean, I hear some weird old hermit grows them out in the woods."

Dratine smiled, Sara had never met Daniel and she knew very little about him. "He is definitely.... unique. Did you know he made the perfume you're wearing right now?"

"Really?" she asked, more out of amazement them surprise. The fragrance she was wearing was a blend of vanilla mixed with hunny; it had cost her a pretty penny and would only wear it when visiting her lover to be. To think that some savage made something so lovely was hard. "I hear he don't even wear clothes and he smells foul. Are you saying you have actually met that wild beast?"

Dratine burst out laughing "you, (HA! HA!) really shouldn't believe (HA! HA!) all you hear Sara, he's really a sweet person." she was holding her stomach and her sides ached. Sara only giggled at her amusement.

They talked some more about gossip and idle chit chat. After a few minutes Dratine excused her self saying she had to freshen up before her big night. Sara of course knew she had a date tonight, very little happened that everyone didn't know about. She sighed as she continued on her way. it didn't make her mad that she had a date with her prospective mate, quite the opposite in fact she was happy for Dratine. it was just a shame she had given her heart to a man that would eventually leave her and see he was meant to be with herself and not Dratine, poor girl.

****

Arthur was a blacksmith and the love of Dratine's life. He was only seven years old but out of an average life span of only twenty years he was as mature as Dratine. He was a few inches taller then her and sported a coat of red fur with white on his underbelly and paws with a long and luxurious tail with a white tip. He wore a pair of white cotton wants and a leather vest that left his arms and furry chest exposed. At the moment he had his thick leather apron on since was working at his forge. He and Dratine had met one day when she had come in to have a stove fixed and it was love at first sight. Ever since then they had gone on a few dates and Arthur knew he was head over heels for her. In all there time together Arthur never took things too far, he could tell she wasn't ready yet. But tonight was to be the night and his heart was racing.

He was working on a pair of shoes for a regular costumer, a horse who owned and worked a farm. he was nervous of his impending date with Dratine, and was fumbling with it a bit as he hammered out the shape. Sara had already stopped by earlier but he was far too nervous to talk and too busy as well, so he hadn't even answered the door when she had knocked. He didn't like giving his best friend the cold shoulder but felt it was necessary this night. After a while she gave up, she knew he was there but would never barge in unwelcome, so with a cheery "well maybe tomorrow then." she had gone home.

Dratine walked into the shop wearing a bright pink dress. She stood in the doorway with her hands clasped at the small her back and her face turned shyly away from his. The light of the forge gleamed off her body and made her seem to glow like pure molten beauty.

"So... how do I look?" anxiety laced her voice but Arthur was too stunned to noticed, he was so stunned in fact that the hammer slipped from his hand and clanged on the floor with out him noticing. Dratine giggled and smiled at him "clumsy." she teased.

Arthur snapped back to reality and quickly picked the hammer up and put it on the table. "You look... remarkable!" he said in breathless tunes. Dratine's face turned beet red and Arthur laughed, god she was cute. Every time he saw her it took his breath away, never in his life had he ever met anyone as beautiful or as witty as her.

"Are you ready to go?" she asked sheepishly.

"Just a sec, ok." he said and ran into the backroom and hung up the leather apron on his way. Dratine looked around his shop and at his work. The smell of this place always reminded her of there first meeting and she cherished the bitter sweet scent of it. Arthur had immerged with a picnic basket in his arm. At the sight of the basket Dratine clapped her hands together and bounced on her heels with excitement. He could barley contain himself when she did that, it just filled his heart with such love to see her ruby eyes filled with joy and to see that sweet, tender smile. Arthur stepped to her side and took her arm in his. They looked at each other for an instant and peered into the others eyes. Dratine's glowed faintly as if lit by a fire from within. Arthur's deep green ones were alight with excitement and seemed to sparkle and shimmer like water.

They walked arm in arm down the road on the small village town. The sun was starting to go down but there was still plenty of light to show there way. As they walked the wind picked up and Dratine crossed her arms and shook a bit. Arthur removed his vest and placed it around her, as he got closer to her he caught a whiff of her scent. Something in that scent caused a wave of hot desire to rush through him, it burned within him to an almost irresistible level. He restrained himself though, not wanting to ruin there moment together.

As they walked the town faded in the distance and the woods around them grew more dense and unfamiliar to Dratine. They finally came to a shrub and Arthur pushed it aside and motioned for Dratine to enter, she did and came out on a clearing that left her speechless. There was a small meadow surrounded by shrubbery, a red and white cloth was placed in the grass at the center of the clearing. The trees and bushes made the perfect shelter and she could hear the brook in the distance. The sun had fully set now and the only illumination was from the moon above. The soft light made the leaves of the plants seen to glow a faint blue and the tree branches threw scattered shadows that made for a fainter amount of light in the area.

Arthur walked past her and placed the basket in the center of the cloth. He sat and held out a hand to her. Once she had recovered her senses she took the offer and sat down with him. He lit a candle and started to bring food and drink out from the basket, smoked meat, cheese, bread, and milk.

They began eating, and talking. They didn't talk about anything of much interest to them. They talked simply for the sound of the others voice. It always seen to be enough just to be in the others presence to make them happy, talking was just a formality. Soon the food was gone and they had laid back starring at the stars, pointing out constellations to one another. Then for a while they just laid there in silence as they held hands and felt the warmth of the other next to them.

After a long time Dratine finally spoke. "Its getting cold, and late, don't you think we should head back?" She sat up and looked down at him. He looked up at her with a kind of hazy stupor on his face. "What?" she said as she started to laugh.

"It's nothing; you just look so lovely in the moon light." he said to her. With the moon high in the sky she seemed to glow white like an angel to him. He watched her smile and sat up himself and began to rummage through the basket. "Before we go, I have something special." He pulled from the basket a bottle of red wine, from a very good year. "I've have bad this saved for a long time you know. I was beginning to think I might never find an occasion for it." he removed two glasses form the basket as well and poured a glass for the both of them.

Dratine accepted the glass when he handed it to her and they sat there for a time and talked some more. Soon the bottle was half empty and both were high in spirits. Dratine was tipping the glass to finish it off when Arthur said something that made her laugh. The glass jerked and a few drops spilled against her face. Arthur laughed and Dratine looked puzzled at him.

"What?" she asked with a laugh. She could tell she had done something funny or stupid but didn't know what it was.

"You got something on your face." he said once he stopped laughing so hard. Dratine wiped her face on the wrong side and looked down at her hand. Arthur laughed again, "here, let me." he said, still laughing. He leaned forward to wipe the mess from her face, but in that instant something happened to him. Without ever realizing it he licked her face where the wine had spilled before reason took hold and he jerked back, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-".

Dratine's eyes were filled with shock, wide like a frightened animal, and her breath had caught in her throat. Arthur was a bit panicked and he thought that he had ruined their perfect night, but the look subtlety changed to one more of love and want. Slowly she leaned closer to him, staring deeply into his eyes as he starred back. Arthur's body leaned into her seemingly beyond his control. Their eyes closed and their lips came together. They held completely still for a long moment. after what seemed like and eternity neither wanted to end they broke off and looked at one another once more.

Arthur could feel his heart racing and a million words coming to him that he yearned to tell her: "Dratine, I love you. Dratine, there's no other person I have ever loved as much as you. Dratine, I want to spend my life with you." but when he opened his mouth all that to talk nothing came out. She put a finger to his lips and said "no more words." and she kissed him again with all that there was in her heart. He had never felt passion so strong before in his life. The feel of her soft lips on his, the rough and yet soft feel of her tong sliding over his. Even the smell of her breath, all filled him with love and contentment and a want, no, a need to hold her in his arms and to never let go. Dratine wrapped her arms around his back and drew him down with her and she laid back on the cool grass.

Dratine lay flat on her back in the dead silence of the meadow. Arthur was on top of her kissing her neck. He could tell there was something about her tonight that would not allow him to stop. He kissed up her neck and to her lips. Their tongues danced in each others mouths until neither one could stand much more. Arthur slipped a hand up Dratine's dress and took hold of her firm breast. He squeezed it and pinched the nipple between his thumb and finger. The hair on his palm tickled and aroused her.

Dratine gasped at his touch, "oh god, that feels so good!" Dratine moaned in his ear. He ran her hands over his soft furry back and up to his head.

Arthur could smell her musk in the still air and could feel her dampness under him. He slowly ran a hand down her smooth scales; even with the intense heat her body was giving off they still felt cool to his touch. As his fingers slid over her belly button and over her thigh the heat of her sex became evident. Gently he slid one finger over her clit and marveled at how her body felt like it was on fire. He felt her shudder under him at his touch and took it as a good sign. He added a second finger to the caress then gently inserted them inside her.

Dratine arched her back at the intense feeling of his probing. She could feel his fingers thrusting into her as his thumb massaged her clit. She let out a throaty moan that was almost a growl. Her insides quivered around him as her orgasm built

Dratine reached down and pulled her dress over her head, exposing her full and beautiful tits. Arthur removed his mouth from hers as the garment passed between them. He looked at her for a minute and her body was basked in moon light. He bent down and kissed her chest. He began to circle one nipple with his tongue, teasing and flicking it with his lips and tongue.

"Don't tease me like that." she wined and squirmed under him as he worked her tit.

Her cunt was oozing with juice from his finger taunting it and he decided to relieve her just a bit. Very slowly he inserted another finger into her. Dratine raised her ass into the air, trying to force the thing into her but Arthur moved with her and continued at his own pace. Slowly he slid his fingers in and when it was all the way inside her he began to tickle her on the inside. Dratine continued to squirm under him and it turned him on even more. He had stopped teasing her breast and was sucking it greedily. Dratine moaned loudly and stroked his head while her other hand clawed at his back, then she moved further down and ran a hand into his pants and over his furry sack and up his sheath, she was rewarded with a shaky gasp from Arthur. She felt along his shaft and felt him fully erect as she stroked him. Though she couldn't see his length or girth she could guess by the feel, it had to be at least two inches thick and seven long. 'This thing will tare me in half,' she thought, but at this point didn't care anymore.

Arthur's probing fingers hit a spot and Dratine groaned heavily as he worked her g-spot. He grinned and increased his focus there. Dratine was almost screaming with pleasure and bucking beneath him. Her hands were still massaging his cock and he felt himself building to his own orgasm

"I can't wait any longer." she moaned and Arthur climbed off her, allowing his own readiness to subside slightly. He striped off his own garments and tossed them aside then knelt at her feet for a minute and looked down at her. She had her legs spread wide and was looking up at him with love and desire burning in her eyes. Arthur's heart beat so hard in his chest he thought it might bust out. There were no words to describe how much he loved her in that moment to illustrate her beauty as she lay nude, bathed in moon light. She almost seemed to glow.

Arthur moved between her legs and placed his hands next to her head the starred down into her eyes. She looked up at him with fire and lust in her gaze. "Are you ready?" Arthur asked hesitantly.

Dratine closed her eyes and whispered, "yes, god yes."

Arthur lowered himself until the tip of his cock touched at the lips of her sex. He ran his head up and down her folds, he loved to tease her. Dratine's tail rose up between his legs and wrapped around his waist. She whispered up at him without opening her eyes, "don't make me have to do it for you." her tone was playful and a twinge inpatient. Arthur smiled and laughed. Her tail loosened but did not let him go. He slid his dick in a few inches and Dratine tensed and cried out as the head entered her, clutching grass in either hand.

Arthur halted immediately, "do you want me to stop?" he was afraid he might hurt her and began to pull out.

"No, don't stop! I want this so bad. oh, please keep going." her tail tightened a bit and pulled him back into her as she through her legs around his hips.

Arthur nodded and slowly inserted the rest of his shaft into her. He stopped as he met resistance and Dratine whimpered in pain. He knew he would hurt her if he broke the hymen and didn't know if it was in him to knowingly cause her pain.

"How should I go, all at once or slow?" he asked her

"Do it fast, it will hurt but the pain will fade faster." she screwed her eyes shut and prepared herself as Arthur grabbed her shoulders. She hugged his back and kissed him deeply and pulled back inside her. "I love you." she whispered up to him a second before he tore through her maidenhood. Dratine screamed in pain and dug her nails into his back. Arthur winced as she drew blood at the same time he did, never in his life would he forget that scream as the only pain he would ever inflict on her.

Dratine arched her back and lifted her ass, trying to take every last morsel of him inside her, pulling him with her tail as her legs locked around waist and her wings folded around them both. She cried out in pain and Arthur tried to pull out but Dratine's tail held him fast.

"Keep going, don't stop! For the love of god, don't stop!" Dratine declared after she had her breath back again. Arthur was still for a moment as she adjusted to him being inside her. When her breathing had calmed he continued.

Arthur obliged her and started pumping his cock in and out of her. He went slowly at first, giving her time to adjust. Despite all the juice and blood lubricating her hole it was still very tight. He began moving faster and faster, all the while Dratine moaned and whined with every inward thrust. His body was hot and her scent filled his nostrils, making him even hotter. He was kneading her breasts now and his orgasm built and his knot formed. Dratine was likewise close to her peak, the feeling of him rubbing ageist the walls of her love tunnel and poking at her cervix was maddening.

"I'm... I'm gonna cum!" he grunted

"Me... too!" she said in barely more that a squeak.

Arthur gave few more hard thrusts and Dratine pulled him into her at the same time. Dratine cried out as his fully formed knot forced into her. She was impaled on him as far as he could go, the head forcing past her cervix and entering her womb. Arthur came harder then ever before in his life, the force of it against her inner most core pushed her over the edge as her climax hit. The walls of her cunt clamed down on him with such force it seemed to draw every last drop out of him while at the same time threatening to crush him inside of her. Dratine threw her head back and screamed at the top of her lungs with the most powerful orgasm she would ever have, a jet of fire erupted from her mouth as she did so and torched a bush to cinders in an instant.

Arthur fought for breath as he lovingly stroked Dratine's cheek. He could see she was as out of breath as well, as her body jerked violently under him and she had apparently passed out from the strain. He held her gently and rolled onto his back. He felt comfort in her weight on top of him and could already feel the thick mixture of cum, blood and juices as it pooled on his lap. Finally darkness crept over him and he passed into sleep.

*****

It was early in the morning when Daniel awoke. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and went to the window in the side of his tree home. The sun was high enough in the sky to brighten the area. He stretched and yawned and said his good morning to the day.

It was then he saw the two figures in the distance. They were hunched over and sniffing the ground. They were working their way to his tree and as they got closer he saw just what it was they were. "Dragons!" he said in barley more than a whisper. One of the dragons rose abruptly and Daniel clapped a hand over his mouth and crouched out of sight.

"What is it brother?" asked Dormow, puzzled.

Bormow stood there a moment longer with his head cocked and his ears perked. "Eh, ain't nothin' I guess." they had been tracking the cent of their prey for hours now. It had led them all over town and back. But it seemed they were hitting another dead end. "I can't smell it anymore, can you?"

"Nah, it stinks too much around here to smell a thing." he responded.

Daniel had to force himself not to move. 'Stinks!' he thought. He wanted to rush from his tree and clobber them for that, but luckily he wasn't feeling suicidal enough do entertain that thought for very long.

"Where the hell could the wench have gotten to?" snapped Bormow. "If we don't make it back with her soon the Count will have our hides!" He turned and started back up the trail. His brother falling behind and sniffing the ground now and then.

"I have to warn her!" Daniel said before he stop him self. He looked out the window once more. The shorter one in front had stopped walking and Daniel thought he might have heard him. After what felt like hours, it was in fact only a few seconds, he started moving on and disappeared behind the tree line.

As soon and they had left sight Daniel bolted out of his bedroom and down the stairs. He grabbed at the handle and froze. What if they found him, what if he got to her too late? He thought for a moment of what he could do. He was no fighter, he wasn't a coward but he wasn't stupid enough to take on two full sized dragons unarmed. He knew he had no weapons in the house. Then it dawned on him, he was one. He ran to his work table and started mixing things. With a few ingredients to amplify and his own chemical mixed just right in a ceramic jar, easily broken when needed, he rushed out the door and bounded through the wood.

Everyone knew of Arthur's date but he had told no one of where it was he was taking her. It didn't matter to Daniel though; all he had to do was follow Dratine. He may not have the sense of smell that some others did but her knew his own work. It wasn't hard to pick up on the rose and pine smell, deeply inlayed with fairamoans. He followed it deep into the woods and all the way prayed he would get to them first.

****

It was late in the day when Arthur opened his eyes. He immediately noticed the lack of warmth, and the lack of Dratine. He sat up and looked around but she was no where in sight. He stood and started walking towards the brook to get a drink and clean him self off. Dratine probably went home and didn't bother to wake him. He sighed, he missed her already. When he walked through the last bush separating him from the clearing to the water he stopped. Dratine hadn't left after all, there she was in the brook washing herself and relaxing.

She looked at him lovingly and motioned for him to come over. He obeyed and slipped into the water himself. It was warm from the morning sun. They didn't say a thing since there was nothing left to be said. They washed, and helped the other wash where they could not. Arthur was scrubbing Dratine's back when the urge for mischief crept back into him. He slid his hand to her side and started to tickle her. Dratine screamed and started laughing. She tried to pull away but he held her by the hip and wouldn't let her. "Stop, you dastardly fox you." She said in-between laughs. She began splashing water in his face and he let go, only to splash her in much the same way. Soon the quiet brook was alive with the sound of laughing and splashing and ruckus.

****

Daniel burst out onto the remains of what looked like a picnic. He heard Dratine scream and his heart stopped in his chest. He ran to the bush and peered through it. He saw Arthur and Dratine playing in the water and let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. He made a move to greet them when a large shadow passed over them. Daniel retreated back into the bush just as the two dragons landed on either side of the stream. He decided to take a chance and followed the edge of the trees and bush and get as close to the brook as he could.

****

Dratine looked around from one dragon to the other, panic gripping her more with every second, the last thing her parents had ever told her was to stay far away from dragons, especially Count Draken. The shorter of the two came up behind her and locked her arm around her chest in a bare hug, pinning her arms to her sides. She squirmed and kicked wildly while screaming for help.

Arthur lunged at the brute in an attempted to maul him and free Dratine, but in mid leap a hand closed around the back of his neck and left him dangling in the air, helpless.

"What should I do with him?" Dormow asked as the rodent he held squirmed and beat at his claw.

"Kill the thing! Draken only wants the girl, he never mentioned bringing her pet rat." his brother responded.

Dormow grinned maliciously and turned Arthur around so he could look him in the eye. He brought up his other hand started chocking him.

Dratine screamed, "no, don't, please!" but her captors didn't listen. She struggled some more but it was no use; no matter how much she tried she could not break his grip on her. In a last ditch effort she brought her tail up to her chest and sent it whipping back with all her might. It had the desired effect, the bastard dropped her and fell to his knees, holding his crotch and crying out in pain. Dratine fell into the water and started to run to Arthur. Bormow scooped up a rock from the stream and through it at Dratine. The rock struck her squarely in the back of her head; her eyes exploded with stars and as darkness crept in. She watched as Arthur's clutch on the drakes hand slowly dropped to his side and his body went limp.

Daniel watch from his hiding spot as Dratine went down and Arthur went limp. He had his weapon in hand and knew he couldn't stall any more. He could only save one of his friends and he had to make a choice. It was apparent that it was Dratine they wanted and Arthur was gonna be dead meat in a second, he clutched the ball in his hand and took aim. With all his strength he threw the ball at the drake that was wringing Arthur's neck.

Dormow never even saw it coming; the thing shattered in his face and covered his head in green powder. He dropped Arthur and grabbed at his face screaming. He ran to the stream and submerged his head in the water.

"What is it?!" his brother screamed, "Are you hurt?"

Dormow raised his head from the water and cried out, "no, the stink!" It was then his brother caught a whiff and turned his head and covered his nose. As his brother tried desperately to remove whatever it was causing the foul odor Bormow searched for where it came from. He didn't see anything, not even the rodent that his brother had been playing with. He decided he didn't have time for this. He walked over to the girl and grabbed a fist full of her hair, lifted her up out of the water.

Dormow had his head out of the water now and had calmed down. He had managed to get a majority of the stink off him but he still smelled rank. He rubbed his eyes and when he opened them he saw Bormow staring back at him, the girl hung by her hair in his hand. He tossed the girl over to him and he caught her in his arms awkwardly.

"You take her, and keep a good distance on the way back, I don't want to be smelling you the whole way back." he told him before walking over to a rock and grabbing a pink cloth.

They opened their wings and jumped high into the air and flew off, back to Mount Crag. It wasn't until they were pinpoints in the distance that Daniel dared to come out. His heart pounded still from the whole event. When the skink bomb had struck and Daniel dashed out to pull Arthur back into the bushes he almost had a heart attack. Arthur wasn't moving and he looked bad. It wasn't until he put an ear to his mouth and felt the shallow breaths on his cheek that he relaxed a little. Daniel hooked an arm under his and dragged Arthur to his home in the tree.