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The red furred warrior Tiger poked at the campfire with a small tree branch. The black wolf wondered why She had made such a large fire when the summer night's air was so warm.

"miLady, Come to bed." Her wolf beckoned.

Still poking the fire Shear replied "Not yet. Why don't you go to sleep if you're tired?"

Shear had been in a brooding foul mood all day. E'lan tried to figure out why, but she knew better than to probe too deeply when Shear was feeling like that.

They had been together as lovers since last fall. They had made love every night when they were able to be alone. E'lan couldn't sleep unless she felt the Warrior's caress. she questioned why Shear wouldn't want to love her tonight. Had she done something wrong? Was her Lover tired of her? Every question of insecurity ran through her mind.

"Please Shear, You know I can't sleep unless You're near me." pleaded the wolf.

Shear threw the branch into the fire causing sparks to rise upward into the air. She went to lie next to E'lan, lying on her side, facing away from the wolf.

E'lan was shaken. Leaning over, trying to see the Warrior's face she asked "Shear, what's wrong? Did i do something to upset You?"

"No. It's nothing you've done. I'm just tired. Go to sleep." Shear said in a flat tone.

"What do you mean go to sleep? Aren't you even gonna kiss me goodnight? the wolf whined. "I know something is wrong. Tell me. Please." she implored

Shear turned around to face the wolf. Her look was one of great concern. "I've got a bad feeling. I've been feeling it all day." the tiger explained.

"What kind of feeling?' E'lan asked "Is it about us? Are you in some danger? What's wrong?"

"It's about you." answered the Warrior. Judging by the look on Shear's face the wolf knew it was something very bad.

"I've got a terrible feeling something is going to happen to you and I can't stand the thought." Shear continued as she stroked the wolf's fur. "If anything ever happened to you I'd be lost. I couldn't go on."

"Nothing is going to happen to me as long as You're around. Besides i can take care of myself, You know that." the wolf stated trying to convince both Shear and herself. she knew that when Shear had a premonition something always did happen.

E'lan moved closer the Shear's face; reaching to kiss her lips. Shear could not resist. She needed to feel the wolf's love, needed to feel her warm body against Hers. Wanting to get lost in their private world.

The Warrior's tongue probed the wolf's lips. As she moved it through the wolf's soft lips, the wolf's teeth nipped at it, and then returned the kiss with her tongue. Both of them became more aroused as their kissing became more urgent.

The Tiger unclasped the wolf's vest and moved her paw to the now exposed soft breast. E'lan reached up to pull the leather strap from the Tiger's shoulder, allowing one of Shear's breasts to escape as well. She rubbed her palm over the center, causing the Tiger's nipple to harden. Shear followed suit, causing E'lan's to do the same.

"I can't get enough of you." Shear whispered "I love you, I can't bear the thought of losing you"

"Shear, don't worry so." the wolf said reassuringly, as she pulled her Lover closer. she lifted her leg over Shear's hip pushing her sex on to it, gyrating against the Warrior.

"Take your clothes off, I want all of you tonight." pleaded the Warrior.

The wolf quickly obeyed and lay back down on the bedding waiting for her Lover and Owner. Shear was naked in a split second. She settled herself between the wolf's legs, slowly thrusting her hips to push her mound onto the wolf's.

Their kisses became more demanding. The Tiger moved to the wolf's neck and then down to her breasts; kissing the wolf's nipples. Descending the wolf's body; tracing her tongue over the wolf's hard stomach muscles down to the darker patch of fur between her thighs.

E'lan moaned "Shear, Shear, I love you so...please, please......

The Warrior slid her rough tongue into the wolf's abyss. She could feel and taste the wolf's honey wetness. She loved the thought that she could cause Her wolf to get so wet. She knew she was all Hers.

Shear suddenly stopped and lifted her head, pricking her ears, listening in the night. She thought she had heard something in the woods, but all was quiet now "Probably just a rabbit or a deer" she thought, as she continued her task.

Jax stood frozen behind a large elm tree. He had been searching for them when he saw the campfire. As he approached he heard E'lan cry out. Proceeding cautiously, he could see two figures on the ground. The fox knelt behind the tree listening.

"OH! Shear, i love You." E'lan cried out

He could not believe his ears. Sure the women were best friends, but he never imagined this. He could not get a clear view of them, but by the glow of the fire he could see movement. One of the women was on top of the other. He could not move. Not only from the shock of his discovery, but he knew if Shear found him watching she might kill him, or at least hurt him. As for E'lan, he was heartbroken. "What a fool I've been. I should have known the way those two carried on about each other. They were lovers." But he continued to listen.

"Oh yes. Right there. Yes! Yes!" exclaimed the wolf.

Shear was flicking her tongue over the wolf's little button; moving her tongue as fast as she could. She parted the wolf's folds with Her fingers; forcing the pink swollenness to protrude as she continued to flick her tongue. The wolf was in heaven. She thrashed her head about, lifting her hips to get more of herself into the Tiger's mouth.

"Now.....Now.......Yes....... Shear...... Shear!!" the girl cried out as she climaxed.

Jax was both brokenhearted and aroused at the same time. He felt himself harden in his sheath.

The Warrior moved to the wolf's lips. Kissing her hard, wanting more. E'lan moved swiftly, rolling Shear onto her back. Their lips were still locked together; neither wanting to let go. The wolf reached down to the Warrior's mound. She could feel the wetness on Her silky pussy fur and slid her fingers into it. The wolf moaned. she loved the way her Warrior felt, relishing in the thought that she had caused so much sopping.

The girl entered Shear's opening, using her index and middle fingers, keeping her thumb free. She rubbed her thumb on the Tiger's hard clit, while she continued to enter and withdraw her fingers from the Warrior.

Shear groaned "E'lan..... E'lan....Please...faster.....mmmmm...Yes! Yes!"

Jax couldn't contain himself. He needed release. Using his paw, he began to rub himself, fantasizing of E'lan. Grasping his knot, it didn't take long before it was over for both him and Shear.

The clamor at the campsite quieted. Jax quickly fell asleep behind the tree.

"I love you so." The Tiger murmured as she held the wolf in her strong arms "I want to stay like this forever. I want to keep you safe"

The wolf did feel safe in her Lover's arms. She was home no matter where they traveled. She snuggled closer resting her head on Shear's chest, finally able to sleep.

Jax awoke. It was still dark and he assumed he had been asleep for an hour or so. He wanted to leave. He didn't want the women to know he had seen them, but he needed to get Shear's help.

He jumped to his feet, making all the noise he could.

Shear jumped up, sword in hand; Ready to defend Her wolf and Herself.

"Jax, is that you?" she asked as she tried to make out his shadowy figure.

"Yes it's me Shear" he yelled out. "I've been searching for you two all day" he continued as he noisily got closer. He could see E'lan was still on the ground, under the blankets. He could tell she was naked, and diverted his eyes back to Shear. He almost choked as he saw the beautiful Tiger was standing there naked too. The fire was casting a reddish glow through Her fur; She looked like She was surrounded by a halo. He didn't know where to look and felt a quickening in his pants again.

E'lan was a bit embarrassed. Although she was covered, she was still felt naked. She wasn't sure how she was going to dress and not let on to Jax she and Shear were sleeping together. She also wondered how long Jax was near their campsite, and if he had seen any of their lovemaking.

"What's wrong?" Shear asked of Jax as she slipped on her leathers, totally un-bothered by her nakedness.

"I've just come from a village about five miles to the west of here. Some Warlord came through and killed all of the men, old and young. I did what I could, but I thought you would be better equipped to help them."

"Do you know which Warlord?" Shear questioned

"No one in the village knew his name. All they saw was someone dressed in black leather from head to toe, riding a black stallion. His helmet had two large elk horns protruding from the top and he seemed to disappear before their eyes into the dark night.

"What about his men? Was there anything unusual?" Shear probed further

"Yeah, they told me the solders all seemed like they were in a trance. One of the villagers cut through the arm of one and the guy didn't flinch. He just kept going." Jax recalled.

Shear's face darkened, "Veronika" Shear hissed. "What was she doing this far south?"

"Who's Veronika?' asked E'lan

"She's an elk warlord from one of the Norse countries. I've heard tales of her horrible deeds, but she usually attacks in the northern regions. I've also heard she has powers. Special powers." Shear emphasized.

"So, he's a she, huh. What kind of special powers are we talking about anyway?" Jax asked

"Powers of Dream Walking. She has the ability to get into any furs' dreams when they sleep and make them do whatever she wishes. All she needs is a personal object belonging to you. Then she casts her spell." Shear continued. "Once under it, no one can wake you except for her. You'll die if someone else does."

Both women looked at each, both remembering Shear's premonition. "I'd better scout the area; maybe I can find some sign of where she's holding up. E'lan, put out the fire and pack up our things, I'll be back as soon as I can" Shear ordered.

The bard was still laying in her bedroll, naked. Getting the Warrior's attention, she made reminding expressions with her eyes to Shear, trying to tell her she couldn't get up because Jax was there. Shear realized her dilemma and asked Jax to saddle Her horse for her. He was happy to do so, he was embarrassed enough just thinking about what he had witnessed earlier.

Shear mounted her horse "E'lan, stay here with Jax. Just be ready to leave when I return" She hated to leave the wolf, but she had no choice, it was too dangerous. At least she wasn't leaving her alone this time.

E'lan watched the Warrior ride away. She hated it when Shear didn't take her along.

Shear had been gone for an hour or so. E'lan and Jax packed up their bedrolls and doused the fire. They sat on a log patiently waiting for Shear's return.

Jax was clearly jittery. He didn't know what to say to the young wolf.

"Jax is something wrong?" asked E'lan with some concern.

"Uh...No...Not really. I guess I'm nervous about that Veronika furson." he answered anxiously

"Are you sure it's nothing more?" E'lan probed. She needed to know if he had seen them, she wanted to get her relationship with the Warrior out in the open, didn't want to hide it anymore.

Suddenly they heard a horse approaching; they stood up expecting to see Shear. Instead they saw a black stallion, it's rider in black leather. As the rider approached, E'lan grabbed her staff. Jax pulled his sword.

The stallion snorted and whinnied. The rider stood quietly staring at the pair. She moved closer toward E'lan, sniffing the air. Jax charged the rider attempting to protect the young wolf, but was stopped by a heavy boot to his chest. He fell on the ground, gasping for air and passed out.

The wolf readied her stance as the hooded warrior stopped before her. E'lan could not make out the rider's eyes behind the black leather mask. The rider reached up and pulled off the helmet. E'lan's eyes widened. The elk's hair was as white as the snow on Mount Olympus and very short. Her face had chiseled features, much like those of a Grecian statue. She wasn't beautiful, she was handsome, and her eyes were piercing and blue, as blue as the wolf's Warrior, except they lacked life.

"My, aren't we the brave one." mocked the rider. "Are you planning on defeating me with that little stick, girl?"

E'lan stepped back, getting prepared to run. Shear had taught her if she was out numbered or overwhelmed her first instinct should be to run away from the danger.

But the rider was too fast. She reached down and snatched the wolf's staff right out of her hands, causing the wolf to fall onto the ground.

"You certainly are a beauty little one. How come there's no one to protect such an extraordinary creature?" Veronika sneered.

"I can take care of myself." E'lan said bravely. "Besides, I have a friend who'll wipe that grin off your face."

"You mean that piss-ant of a fox lying in a heap?' Veronika hissed

"NO. My friend's name is Shear" E'lan said proudly

"The Warrior Tiger? She's your protector?" the rider laughed.

Leaning down from her steed she murmured to the wolf, "I bet She's more than your protector. Tell me, does She make you wet? Does She make you scream Her name?"

The young wolf blushed. Jax pretended he was still unconscious.

From the depths of the forest they heard "Grrrrr Wrrooolllll" Shear had returned. She was in full gallop heading for the campsite.

The black leathered warrior hissed at the young girl "This isn't over my lovely. You'll be seeing more of me and I know I'll be seeing more of you." She turned her horse and rode into the darkness of the forest, disappearing.

Shear skidded Her horse to a halt and did a backward flip out of the saddle landing upright next to E'lan, Her tail lashing from side to side. "Are you all right?' She asked breathless with deep concern.

The wolf reassured Her she was unhurt. They went to check on Jax. He was still groggy, but had no serious injuries.

"What happened? What did she say to you?" the Warrior questioned.

"Shear, she took my staff." E'lan sighed; Fright showing in her eyes; her tail curling up between her legs, as she flattened her ears to her skull.

The Warrior's eyes widened. Trying not to frighten the wolf anymore than necessary, and said reassuringly "It's OK. E'lan, everything is going to be all right. I promise"

They looked into each others eyes, both wanting to kiss and comfort the other; holding back because Jax was standing there with them.

All the Tiger could do was hold the shivering wolf in her arms, pressing the wolf's face against her breasts. Shear's face reflected the pain and torment in Her heart at the thought that Her love was in danger. Danger She may not be able to save her from.

"Let's get out of here. We should get to someplace safe" suggested the Warrior.

They headed for the desolated village, knowing Veronika would not return there. Shear and E'lan rode on the horse's back while Jax followed by foot.

As they rode, Shear could feel E'lan's soft cheek pressed against her back. She felt a longing deep inside herself for her lover. Wanting to hold and kiss the girl. E'lan moved her lips to Shear's flesh, kissing her between the shoulder blades.

The Warrior moaned as she felt the thrill of the kiss, causing her body to loose control. She could not stand it anymore. She had to have her. Had to have her, Now!

She waited for Jax to catch up to them "Jax, do me a favor; run on ahead to the village, I want to scout around some more before we get there."

E'lan squeezed the Warrior tighter around the waist, nuzzling her muzzle into the Tiger's fur, knowing Shear had a different purpose in mind.

As they watched Jax disappear over the ridge, Shear turned her body so she could meet the girl's lips. Their kiss was intense. Their longing to comfort one another was powerful.

Shear moved them further into the forest. The wolf dismounted and was quickly followed by the Tiger. The urgency and passion of their kisses brought both women cascading to the ground.

Tongues searching, hands groping, bodies gyrating, both of them breathless; pulling at their clothing removing them as best they could.

E'lan moved to straddle the Warrior, continuing to rotate her hips; her wetness against Shear's mound. She began inching her body upward, moving her treasure closer and closer to the Warriors face. Her legs now straddled the Warrior's neck. Shear moaned as her lips met with the wolf's crevice. The wolf arched her back as she felt Shear's tongue enter her. The Warrior hungrily lapped at the wolf's hot, wet flesh.

"Shear. Wait!" the girl whimpered as she moved herself away from Shear's lips. "I want to please you too." she continued.

E'lan repositioned herself so that she could reach the Warrior's mound, kissing it as it came within reach; E'lan's tail wagged slowly. Shear knew what the girl wanted. Laying head to toe, the Warrior continued her task, while the wolf began hers.

Each of them moving their mouths and tongues in unison; whatever the wolf did, the Tiger followed. First circling their clits with their tongues, then flicking at the elongated hardened nub, and finally entering each other.

Shear held back her release, waiting for a sign that the wolf was about to end. As She felt the wolf's passion about to explode; She allowed Herself to finally feel the waves of pleasure; both of them climaxing together.

Dislodging Herself, Shear moved so She could cuddle the wolf in Her arms. They laid quietly in each others arms while the swells of pleasure subsided.

"Shear? What's going to happen? She took my staff. I can't stay awake forever. She'll get into my dreams. How are we going to fight this?" the wolf ran all the questions into one.

But Shear had no answers for the young wolf. She had questions of Her own.