BallPark2O
#16 of Life of Rande
BallPark2O.Txt - M/M/F - August 2, 2003
Chapter 16 - Mark Meets Dom and his Daughters
By SwampRat
(cl) 2003 - Gay Furry Association
Version 1.1 - Small additions and corrections
[This is another one that hits close to Home]
Mark pulled up to the mine. A hole in the ground, tracks, ore cars.. He waited a while and males came out.. He gasped - Sooty, dirt-covered, they were the Biggest furs he had ever seen. These males made the GymJocks look like weaklings. This was Stud paradise!
"Excuse Me.. I am looking for Dom."
Got some stairs but that was it.
"Dom - Heather's Father?"
The looks got less hostile. Instead of ripping him to pieces Now, they were going to wait a few minutes - Then Rip him to pieces.
"Heather.. Who Knows Jack who Knows My Bond-Mate.. Oh Hell."
A paw clapped his shoulder and damn near broke it.
"Why didn't you say So Laddie.. After the Lads have had a drink, onna us will show ye the way.."
"Thanks.. I think.. You know a beer would do me wonders."
He followed the trail to a bar. Not a neon-lit, watered down whiskey Bar. A bar built from Logs and had tables where one could Sit and talk. No Mirror, just bottles.. Some of them without labels. Sat and looked out of place as a silver needle in a coal-scuttle.
"So what brings you up?"
"It's a little complicated.."
Mugs got handed around.. Stories were always welcome - As long as one had something to wet one's mouth. One got put in front of the wolf and he Gasped..
"I can't.."
"Don't like Beer?"
"No - I mean I like Beer, but A bottle at a time, Not by the keg!"
That made them laugh..
"Drink what ya can.. The first one's on the House."
He took a sip.. Then a Glug, wiping the foam on his Arm..
"Damn, That's the best beer I have had Since My Grandmother WinterGrass' Leavetaking Ceremony.."
Everything got quiet.. Then all the miners stood.
"GrandMother WinterGrass."
Thundered through the bar. And everybody to a deep drink. Then sat down. The wolf, who almost jumped out of his skin, settled down too.
"It about Family Laddie.." One of the miners, a Bear who made Mark pant a little, said. "We lose Males in the Mines, Females to Cub birth, Cubs to everything from sickness to stupidity. No matter what, We have Family. My kin is His, His kin is Mine. Not all kin are by marriage - Some are asked, Some are taken.. No such thing as an abandoned cub."
He smiled and took another swig.. This was Really good beer.
"Rande, My Bond-Mate has been declared Family By Dom. Now I know he must be a Good male because He sure raised up a Daughter to be proud of. Damn - I tell you if I wasn't Gay, I would Definitely be wanting to get Closer to her..."
Then he stopped and put a paw over his mouth. That got a tremendous Laugh..
"Beer a little strong for ye Laddie? No Worries - None of us are Gay, or Homo as We call it. None of us are Straight either - We go to bed with whoever loves us and who we love. Gender, species, Bah.. I seen ya making eyes at me.. Tell ya what - You stick around till the weekend and I will show ya how to make Foxes Yiff."
From the end of the bar a Fox built more like a Bull, yiffed.. Then stuck his tongue out. That got another round of laughs.. Mark took another swig.. Something told him he was drunk on the way to smashed, but he didn't care..
"There may be some problems with the parents.. Parents!"
Down came the paw hard enough to make the bar shake a little..
"Problem Laddie?"
A big paw slid across his shoulder - More was said at that bar than at Confession..
"I.. I tutor Special Cubs. Most are bright, they just need some extra help.. But how the Hell do you tell a 3 year cub Her daddy still loves her - Even after he hit her so hard she won't be able to write her name again.. I don't mean correctly, I mean Ever. Yes, Mommy Still cares - Even if all she does is either yell or ignore the cub. I had one that said 'Fuck.' Just dumped it out, no warning, no reason. Mommy and Daddy used it a Lot, so it Must be a Special Word. And of course he wanted to share his special word.."
Dead silence.. Not even a match was lit.
"I have a special time where I drop my pants and show my sheath.. You know How many cubs are afraid to touch themselves because Mommy or Daddy said it was Bad? Gods.. But I get them touching mine, then theirs, and I give the usual - Talk about being special.. an Individual who the Gods have blessed to be here."
Another sip of Beer.
"One fine day a little cub - Couldn't have been more than 2 years - I thought she was a little young to be in My class.. Came up and touched me. Looked up at me and I nodded. Maybe someone who is ok with males and females.. She stroked it, kissed it - Pulled it back and licked my dick.. I should have Known something was wrong - They are pretty shy about touching my 'thing'. And I am Sure would have sucked on Me if I had let her.."
" 'Honey...' I said, and she looked up at me with sadness. 'I'm not Special.' I patted her head, hoping she would let go - Not weaned? She licked on me like a starving cubling. 'Of course you are..' She shook her head.. Kissed the tip. 'I used to do this to Daddy. Sometimes I got to drink his Milk. Sometimes he would push it in my pee hole - Put it under my tail.. It hurt a lot but Daddy said it would make me a Grown-Up. But now I am not his Special Girl.. I have a baby Sister. Daddy says she howls louder than I do.' "
He took another swig, stared at the glass. A big paw rubbed his back..
"I asked about Mommy. 'Mommy stares at the Wall. We have to feed her because she can't feed herself.' Then pushed down until my knobs popped out. Looked up at me.. Gods, I couldn't say No to her."
Took another long sip.
Looked up at the bruin next to him.. For some reason he was getting blurry. A big paw slid under his chin. Lips kissed his and he giggled.. Yep, he was officially Potted.
"If she had asked, I would have laid her on the desk and taken her, consequences be Damnded. Her eyes were Dead.. We call them Walking Ghosts - The Body moves but the Spirit is gone."
Got another warm kiss.. Gods, it felt good to talk Freely. A paw rubbing his ears made him giggle again. Digging into his pocket, he pulled out his keys and put them on the bar. He was going to be lucky to walk crooked.. No way he was driving.
Mmmmmmmmm.. Kiss me like that Again and I will take You into the back room.
"Go on Laddie.."
He sipped his beer.
"So once a week I got blown by a waif of a cub. At least it got the others curious. I probably have more bite marks on my dick than a dozen mothers nipples.."
It was Funny. But it was Sad too.
"Maybe it was wishful thinking, but I believed I actually saw a spark in her eyes.. Then she was transferred. Found out later they all died in a House Fire. Gods Help me but I can't shake the feeling Mommy decided to put an end to it all. I still wake up sweating over her - My paw stretching out to grab hers as she falls into darkness."
Mark shivered, lifted the glass and poured.. What didn't go down his throat, went on his shoulders, the stool, the floor.. Turned and with all his might threw it at the fireplace.. It didn't so much shatter as explode.
"The Gods make us Work, Slave, Plead for cubs. Stingily give one here and there.. And bastards like that have them by the basketful! By My Father's Ears there are days I think of packing everything up and going back to the Grasslands.. Better yet, find those males, stake them out and drip sweetwater on their balls so the ants can feast."
He sighed, head bowed..
"But then what - Leave those kits to the System, where they are a number, to be stamped and passed on down the line? I may hate myself for not being able to do anything, my job because it tears me apart every time I see a new cub come in - But I will Not abandon them!"
Knew he was blabbing but didn't care.. Sat on the stool, put his head in his paws and elbows on the bar. He didn't know if he wanted to cry, throw up, or hit his fist on the bar again. Well - he was already crying on someone's shoulder. He wasn't drunk enough to throw up - yet. His paw was rubbing the crotch of the bear beside him.. The wolf wondered if his friend would mind him leaning over and kissing the big bulge.. Soft brown eyes told him if he wanted to undo the snaps, pull it out and lay his head on the fat balls it was alright.
Something was put in front of him. A small glass.. Clear liquid. Water? Hangover cure?
"Drink It Son."
The barkeep winked at him and he shivered, wondering if That male was a well built.. Stud Heaven Indeed!
A paw helped him grip it, opened his muzzle and gulped it down.. Pretty mild. Must be water after al.. A nuclear explosion went off in his stomach, blasted up his spine and kicked his brain through the roof! What the..?
"Local homebrew.. Looked like you needed it."
Mark yipped, swayed, twirled around on the stool.. Leaned over and Kissed that hot crotch, promising it when he was awake again he would lay his face on them for as long as he was allowed to. And slid off the stool, still nuzzling those so wonderful balls. A paw that swung 200 lb sledges all day gripped his shirt.
"Yer not supposed ta pass out until After I screwed yer sexy ass."
There was laughter but also a darkness around the eyes. The bear lifted the male.
"Family."
Kissed him deep and hard. Handed him to the next minor as he drained his beer and tossed the glass into the fire. Down the row, each male kissed him, handed him over, drank his beer, and tossed the glass into the fireplace. The last fondled his crotch and grinned. Then put him into Dom's paws. The lion had been in his usual spot.. and heard every word. His eyes were dark and his teeth were showing.. Every day, They faced Death. Every day, He faced Hell. The Mountain Furs obeyed the Law.. As long as the CityFurs kept the Treaty. Now the Grassland tribes sent a runner to his house with a message saying they were Gathering.
"Family - Old as the Mountains, Deep as Tree Roots."
But even trees sometimes need cutting - and Cubs were Never abandoned.
He carried the wolf outside, who despite it all, didn't get sick. The miners followed, knowing their cubs would get less swats and more hugs. Too bad the lad was Homo.. Him and Heather would make a Great couple.. The barkeep, who was the same bruin Eden promised to marry, went his wife and kissed her. She looked over at their two daughters.
"They will still wean on My dick.. And they will grow up Proper. But By the Gods, Let someone Hurt them.." He took the switch down from the wall and broke it over his leg. "Swats and words will do from now on." The tigress nodded..
He Locked the door, turned the lights off. Sweeping could wait until tomorrow. If some fur knocked, he would turn the lights on again. Took his wife to the back room.
"Maybe we will get a Third cub to bounce on my knee.."
* * * *
Dom hadn't driven something this Hot since before he married his Wife.. One paw on the wolf, one on the wheel he ripped up the road to his House.. He knew what one of his presents was going to be.. a 469 blown hemi, and some tweaking to the suspension. Tuned right it could be faster than some flyers.. As it was he blasted past the local constable and was gone before the poor fur could figure out what happened.. A roar, a flash of paint, a dust cloud - That was all the Patrol saw. He would make it up to Farre - Gods Almighty This was Fun! He snapped the wheel, doing a power slide into his driveway, turned the engine off and let it slip into a spot.
"Daughters, I brought a Present."
Out they came, giggling and oooing over the wolf.
"He wasn't used to the local stuff.. Get him washed and in bed Please.. With a bucket, just in case. Yes that means you get to take turns with him.."
They slid him out and up the porch. Katrine came out and looked at the car, and her husband.
"Does Murry still have that 469? And she needs a new roof.."
The cheetah grinned and kissed her husband. But as he walked in, and got another drink, her smile faded.. Dom only drank After coming home when some thing was Bad Wrong..
He sat, motioned his wife over, and sat her down. Repeated verbatim what Mark had said. Katrine wept softly holding her Husband, who swallowed his drink, put the glass down so he wouldn't shatter it..
"Jande.."
The cheetah came in, ears down.
"You heard. You know who we have as a Guest. Treat him well. One of the Old religions says that Winged Angels fight the Demons of Hell.. He doesn't have wings, but he Fights, just the same."
She nodded and ran back to the room where her sisters sat, trying hard not to cry. There were no secrets in that house.. It wheezed, groaned, and echoed everything said.
They all Hugged before Jande left to see about the handsome wolf. And see if he was as Hung as her father.
* * * *
Dom kissed his Wife. Held her until she could kiss him back. Carried her to bed. The Mountain Clan had an Oral tradition deep as the mountains. Every Miner told his wife, friends, Kin. Who told their wives, friends, Kin. There was no such thing as disbelief.. A tale was told as it was heard - To embellish was to cheapen. Many a wife held her mate, lovers held each other..
Clan Law went back to the Days of Pain. When mammal ate mammal. When Brother killed Brother. To be Kin Outcast was bad.. But you were still Clan. To be Clan Outcast was Worse then death. The offender's name was erased from The Book of Names. His belongings were carried to the Border and dropped. It was as if the offender had never been born.
Clan healers found themselves with Serious Authority - Cubs had been removed from parents before. They could be again.
* * * *
The next morning Mark woke to an aching head and something soft, warm and Feminine lying against him. He tried to move..
"Morning, Sugar.. You were a Lot of fun last night in the bath.. Wish I could lick your Hot Doggy again but Mom made me promise to tell her when you woke."
So she kissed it instead.. One hot, hungry smooch that damn near made him pop.. So That is where Heather got it. Dom came in and patted his leg.
"How is the Wolf with the Big Thirst?"
"Don't ask.. Just please tell me I didn't marry one of your daughters - Or one of those Sexy Minors while I was out.."
A laugh and a shake of the massive head. Gods, it hurt just to Think!
"Jande.. Bring a bag of ice when you get back."
The cheetah female came in and kissed her Father. Put it on the wolf's head.. Who eeped and arched as a paw bigger than his dick squeezed it.
"And finish what you start.. Just leave him in shape to eat. Or at last alive enough to Be fed.. If you need help, get your sisters."
She giggled and nodded.
"Yes Dad.."
The lion stood.
"If we don't see you at the Table, we will know you are busy. But we Will expect you at supper.. No excuses. Don't bite too hard Daughter.. You are already weaned."
Mark felt a Tongue and mouth slip down his cock. Paws grip his balls.. Oh Gods! Then saw a younger lioness sway in and kneel to lick on his nipples..
"I'm Myste. Do you Like Butts Sugar? I do.. When My sister gets done I would like to chew on yours.. Then we will get you a tray and feed you, while you Feed Us.."
OH GODS! He suddenly felt movement and a soft, warm rump wriggled itself in his face. It was feminine, and sexy and he buried his muzzle in it, squeezing it with his fingers. Kissing, biting, licking the clean buns, he moaned as his dick throbbed in the hot muzzle cumming hard enough to compound his headache.
As he lay back, that hot ass followed, rubbing his muzzle, his chest..
"Heather was Right - These Homo male Do know how to make ones butt feel special. Let's change places - You gotta feel his sexy muzzle nipping your rump."
*Groan*
The lioness had a rougher tongue but a smoother stroke. The cheetah's rump was more wiggly - More fun to play with.. Between them, he blasted off again.. Headache? His cock was raw, his balls screamed at him, he was on his belly while 2 female felines rasped and nipped his ass, taking care to tease his pucker every chance they got.. His headache was Way down the list..
Rolled him back over and played with his nuts, laying hot, heavy kisses on them, nuzzling his half-hard dick.
"You stay put Sugar.. We are going to get you something to Eat."
The hellions left and he gasped..
"They are something, are they not?"
The big lion was back, stroking him to erection. Leaned over and licked it. Oh Gods - Not Him Too! But he sat back up and moved a paw as big as some furs shoulders up to caress his chest.
"When My daughters are done with you we can shower together and discuss your business.. Ah - I hear them now. Don't let them stuff you too much.."
Left as the giggly females returned.. Only then it hit him they were as nude as he was! Sat the tray on his lap and settled on either side of him..
"I can't eat all that!"
The tray held a platter - Half a dozen cakes big around as a dinner plate. Mixed grains cooked as a porridge. Tomato slices, Real Cheese, Herb Dressing, Honey. A jug of Milk and another of Coffee.
He carefully put some vegetables on a cake, added the dressing, and dipped it into the porridge, eating it while fingers caressed his crotch. At least while the tray was in his lap they couldn't use their tongues.. But they Could kiss his cheeks - Both pair. Nibbled on his ears, his toes.. Caressed him with their tails.. He was beginning to wonder if he was a Closet Bi.. Or if it was just these 2 sex-Kittens who could make a limp piece of spaghetti pop erect. Maybe Both?
Somehow got a second one down then pushed the tray away. Gritted his teeth as they took turns on his cock. Stopped with lingering kisses..
"Much as we would Love to do this more, Dad wants to see you.. And We Do have to get dressed. See you later, Hot Dog."
The tray and both felines went out the door - With much butt waggling.. Somehow he had lost his headache. Which was Good. Called out for Dom and followed the sound of his voice to a back room.
"Shower's in there - Go ahead and start. Will be with you in a minute."
Katrine came in to see the Wolf's butt and whistled.. Red ran down the ears as he turned. Waved and almost ran into the stall.
"Cute, well-built. Didn't eat enough to keep a Bird alive.. Gonna have to stuff that young'en while he is here."
Then grinned and swatted her husband's naked butt as he stood. "And I don't mean with Just that. Although you Are generous when you cum.."
The Lion laughed.. Kissing his wife he patted her rear.
"Coffee Please."
Then went into the bathroom. Found the wolf trying his best to understand the controls. A big paw pulled the handle out then turned it so the water was warm coming out..
"Thank..."
By All the Greater and Lesser Gods!
The lion snorted.. "I am only the third largest male on the Mountain."
A bear and someone from the Ice Coast were Numbers 2 and 1. He was furred, big and didn't say much. One time Don and Truk were kidding each other who could throw a rock the farthest.. The snow-white male walked up, picked up a grapefruit sized stone. And heaved it! It blasted out of sight like a shooting star, left the atmosphere and Hit the First Moon!
They were both trying to pick their jaws off the ground.. Watched the male shake his head.
"Was trying for the second one.. Oh Well."
Decided that getting Drunk was a Very Good Idea.
Mark didn't care. He ran his paws over the strong chest.. Screw the Gym - He was coming Here to exercise! Kissed a big nipple, sucked on it, bit it. Got a purr and a paw gripping his butt. City Furs.. First Jack and now This one - He was going to have to make a Trip to see what was wrong with these beings.
Washed the male's back, got his washed - with lots of kisses, licks and squeezes on his rump. Knelt to clean his gigantic nuts with a Hot muzzle, leaving them wet and sticky. Frigged the shaft, swallowing all he could of the lion-meat. Damn near got blasted off it. Somehow finished while sucking on that Hot slab of Maleness every chance he got.. Dried, followed the sexy ass to bed.
"You cubs are all alike - 'Can I suck it?' Of course you can.. Just don't bite too hard."
A soft swat on his butt and Mark was between the tawny legs, bobbing his head.. Then Stopped.
"I was there last night. Heard what you said. Heather has promised to get the Male out here at least. They are Family - Including your Bond-mate. That makes You Family."
He shivered as a finger touched his nose. Dom didn't use the 'Common' word, he was using the Old speech. When Clan law was The Law.
"So if you need to leave for a while, Want to relieve some frustrations, or just want to suck my cock.. You come here."
Look at those ears turn red. Katrine came in with the Coffee..
"Meanie.. Don't fill him up so much he can't eat lunch. Which is in half an hour. And I expect you to be Prompt."
Kissed her Husband. Nipped the Sexy Wolf's ass. He may be bigshot Outside, But She ran the House.
When she Left, a big paw lifted his head. "This is Serious - If you Ever decide a Cub should Not be with his Parents - Call. Healers have always had that Power.. And don't say you can't. Or Won't.. That Little Female deserved to be loved, not used as a sex-toy. While we don't use ants, we have Other Tools that do just as well."
Beside the bed was a knife the size of a machete - Dom used it to whittle wood into carvings. It could take out small trees in a single hard chop - Probably go through a neck with no trouble at all. Mark's mouth suddenly got dry. Took the cup of coffee and drank it black.
"So we sort out rabbits.. Add Cubs to the Clan. What would Your Clan do?"
Do? They would break the Pipe of Peace that had been handed down since the Days of Law. Enmasse rise up and remove the City from the Face of the Planet. One may strike a Cub, Spank a Cub, Even have sex with a Cub.. But one may Never. Ever. Abuse a Cub.
A paw took his cup and replaced it with a still hard cock.
"You were sucking my dick and I was thinking of chewing on your hot ass. Maybe your balls if I could get my muzzle on them. Then we eat lunch."
Pulled the startled wolf up to touch noses.
"Creation was done by the Will of the Gods. We must do the Rest."
Mark repeated his Tribal oath. Shuddered..
"How did.."
Felt a Fat, throbbing cock slide into his cheeks, forcing them to split wide. Sighed. No Way that would fit. Not even the Head.. Got kissed.
"Turn around so I will have something to bite on until Food is ready."
He did so, forgetting Everything but that Huge length of lion he was sucking on gently.. And forgot That when a raspy tongue impaled his hole..
* * * *
Lunch was sandwiches on home-made bread.. It had to be Home-made - You didn't buy Hubcap sizes loaves in the market. Couldn't eat half of one.. Shared it with The lioness whose paw was between his legs. He had forgotten to Dress again. Not that anybody cared. He was a Guest - Long as he didn't pee on the floor, break something, Die or Insult the Host's family, it was pretty much free rein..
Got to sleep more than he ever could at home - The tea was spiked. Dinner was plain but still more than he ate in a week. Got stuffed anyway by the three sisters.
"Just one More Bite.. You need some Meat on them Skinny Bones."
"Come On Sugar.. You are a Big Male - You can finish off this salad."
"Dessert is Raspberry Compote.. Picked fresh today."
In addition to a Overly full belly, All the sisters insisted in washing him. And did so in such a loving gentle erotic way he fell in love with Them as well.. Dried him, helped him to bed. And straddled him. Each was different but somehow the same. Each moved slowly, taking him to the knot. Letting him decide when to orgasm.. Holding him afterwards. In no hurry to let go of him. And when he was ready, another feline would take his dick into her vagina. Rocking on him until he was hard. Moving until with a groan he spasmed, giving them his seed. And did it all night long...
"Just so you know how a Female feels on you, in case you ever find one you want to take to bed."
Find one? Who could compare to you, except Heather.. Maria? Well - He had done the Father And the Son.. And he already admitted to himself if His mother was as Sexy as that Lioness.. He may not have left home.
His Mother - A SnowDrift Clan TimberWolf. Seduced his Father, spent a week in bed with him to make sure she was pregnant, gave him a Son. Left for her Home. He saw her when the tribes met.
* * * *
Woke alone. Used the pot, washed, dried.. Got kisses from the Family when he showed up at the Table - All on his cock-tip. Why bother with pants - They just got yanked down. Ate well - Not well Enough for the Females but he reminded them he had a Long drive ahead.. Got a cough from Dom.
"Why don't you fly back.. Get a friend to drive you for say - A Month."
His smile was Frightening..
"Dom - Not even You can't get an Alpine Spiderweb.. And even if you Did, I would be Afraid to Drive it!"
There were 6 Spiderwebs made - 4 were destroyed in spectacular crashes in Legendary races. 1 was in a Museum. The whereabouts of the Last one, a mystery. Priceless was an understatement.
Dom thought a minute.. Then shook his head. Not the Whole car - However 4 replacement wheels in Mint condition were sitting in a Warehouse - In a crate with a bunch of other wheels and rims. Still had the original hubs too..
"Was thinking of letting a cousin work the suspension over.. It's a bit stiff."
The wolf let out a breath.. It was a Bit stiff and nobody would touch something That old.. Without a Hefty deposit. He wasn't a pauper, but he wasn't Rich either.. The vehicle had been sitting in a barn when he got ahold of it. Rebuilt it with the help of friends.
"Was thinking of changing the paint job too.."
Mark was handed a photo that he cradled.. A car much like his - 2 numbers off - In Full racing trim - Dark Green with Silver metalflake. Silver interior. Black rollcage. Single white stripe across the length of the body.
"Right down to the frill on the Top. May have to do some work - Your hinges are getting old."
They Were original. "How Much?"
"You want a House?"
The wolf choked, gasped... Jande patted his back.
"We all have one.. Some, Like Eden's, will be vacant until a Family member takes it. Several were passed down when Kin died without having Cubs."
Dom smiled again.. Something was Definitely Up.
"No House? Then we fix up car.. Gift for Bond-Mates."
"Ok.. But you Promise."
Big paws went up.. "Just fix car."
"Dom, Why are you not Clan Chief?"
A laugh.. "Too much Work. Too many Yip-Yaps. Tried it once. Got mad and smashed desk. Had to buy a new one for New Clan Leader. Well worth it. Rest now - Daughters Will wake you when it is time to leave."
Oh Gods!
Woke with a muzzle on his nipples, one on his dick and one on his mouth. And they were All kissing him with a Fire that got him hard in seconds.. But all they did was Kiss.. And stroke him, Get him in the shower, Dressed and with a basket of food was off to the flyerport.
* * * *
"I gave him Rolle's Emergency Number. If he calls - For any reason. At Any Time - the Elders will gather. Just so you and the Daughters Know.."
Katrine nodded.. Just because they looked like Simple farmers and Miners, City furs thought them Slow. Backwards.. The militia was ready to move a single stone or shake the Entire Mountain with footfalls. A treaty that has lasted 400 years could be broken in a minute.. And They were ready.
Of course a little thing like rescuing a Cub and castrating an abusive Father, or Spiking an unfit Mother - Spiking meant driving a spike into the female, twisting it and pulling it out again. She would Live, just never have Cubs again. It was a very old and very Ugly form of punishment - wasn't covered in the Treaty. They would Need Hard Proof - But once they decided, be it one or the whole City, They would Move..
The End