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The war was finally over and Deathwing lay at the bottom of the maelstrom. All of Azeroth was celebrating. Everyone that is except for Huttser. Huttser was a Worgen hunter from Gilneas. He sat petting his lion companion, Sambas, beside the fountain in cathedral square and watched the revelers dance celebration. It was he and a group of Azeroth's greatest warriors that had slain the dragon aspect. With the help of Thrall the former orc war chief and the other dragon aspects, they managed to prevent the world from being completely torn asunder by the rage of the destroyer. What a battle it had been.

For Huttser the nightmare had been over but there still remained one thing he longed for. He wanted to return home to Gilneas which had been attacked by the undead before he left. No one knows what happened after their flight from the unprovoked attack. The only thing he could do now was to find out for himself what remained.

A small human priest walked by and interrupt his thoughts. She had been there making sure no one would die during the final encounter with Deathwing.

"Why so sad?" She asked taking a seat beside him. Even though he still had on his armor from the battle, which had been scorched by a close call, it smelled of brimstone. The human wrinkled her nose trying not to smell the sulfur.

"Don't worry about me, my friend." He said looking at her trying to smile. "I know I should celebrate like everyone else but my heart is else ware at this moment." She giggled and took his furry hand in hers.

"I know you weren't here when we finally defeated Arthas but you need to understand that we haven't really had a reason to celebrate since the lich king was removed from power." the priest had been to Icecrown and saw Arthas's final moments herself. What she hadn't told anyone was the fact that there was a new lich king. A fallen soldier had taken Arthas's place so that the scourge wouldn't try and destroy the rest of Azeroth. If anyone were to find out there would be panic and that could be just as dangerous as anything.

"I'm sorry, Thesis." He said looking downcast. "I know I wouldn't be here with you had it not been for Tyrande and her followers. But there is something that I cannot get off my mind. I wish to return to my home in Gilneas. King Greymane has made no attempt to return and reclaim our lost city. I want to find out if it the city is still intact or if the undead has taken it over completely. I hope against hope they have not done the same thing to it that they did to Lordaeron." Lordaeron was now the undead capital called Undercity. It had once been a beautiful place where Arthas was supposed to rule as king. All that changed when he used Frostmourne to kill his father, Terenas Menethil II.

Thesis dropped her smile knowing how Huttser felt. Even her home had been pillaged first by bandits then again by Blackrock orcs. It seemed there was no real home left for anyone in Azeroth. The elves found peace among the forests no matter where they went. The dwarves made their home in the mountains despite the trogs invading their space. The gnome's, however, were still fighting for their lost city of Gnomeregan which had been taken over by Mekgineer thermaplugg, and then there were the Draenei. The Draenei had been forced to move from one world to the next and finally crashed on Azeroth in their ship the Exodar. After they had joined the Alliance they made where ever they could their home. Mostly the kept to the small remote places of Azuremyst and Bloodmyst isle not far from Teldrassil where the elven capital of Darnassus resides. Teldrassil was the elves failed attempt to recreate the world tree in order to selfishly regain immortality.

Huttser got up slowly from the bench and looked back at Thesis with saddened eyes. Before she could say anything more to him he bowed to her then turned to disappear among the throng. Thesis sighed watching the figure meld with the crowd. She hoped he would find what he was looking for. Shaking the thought from her mind she smiled once more and rejoined the festivities.

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The sun was setting over Elwynn forest as Huttser made his way through Goldshire to the Lion's Pride Inn. The warm glow from the windows was very inviting and he was getting tired. Who could blame him? Not more then several hours ago he had helped take down Deathwing and now a bed would be very welcome.

Huttster pushed his way through the hanging saloon-like doors and looked around for a moment trying to see where the Innkeeper was. The Innkeeper was sitting at the counter at the back of the lodge looking a little rosy in the cheeks like everyone else sitting around the Inn's tables. The hunter smiled to himself. This would go well in his favor. Usually, the Innkeeper didn't allow animals into his establishment but considering all things he might just be able to get away with it. Huttser could smell the mead both the bartender and Innkeeper were drinking. It had a sickly sweet smell meaning they pulled out the good stuff. The smell sent shivers down the Worgen's spine. Perhaps he should ask for some himself. It just might help him to sleep easy for once.

"Welcome to the Lion's Pride Inn, Hunter." The Innkeeper yelled joyously. "Are you looking to rent a room for the night?" Huttser smiled and nodded keeping his pet close to him yet still hidden from sight.

"I am, and I would like some of your finest stiffest drink you can spare." The Innkeeper laughed and looked to the bartender who pulled out a cask of Junglevine wine. Huttser knew how potent that stuff was. He tended to use it every now and then to clean his armor. Graciously he took the cask in his arms as well as a mug and carried it up the stairs turning back to make sure his pet was following him. He looked back to the Innkeeper and smiled once more seeing him turned to the bar and drinking another pint with the barkeeper. At last, he would get some private time with his trusty companion. The lion raced up the stairs and waited for his master to follow before entering the room caddied in the corner. After Huttser sat the cask down on the dresser by the window he closed the door and bolted it shut. Stretching he pulled off his armor bit by bit making sure to turn down the lamps keeping the place dim. When he had taken all his armor off he pulled out a small dish and taped the cask filling the tin with the sparkling pink fluid.

"Here you go, Sambas." He said setting the dish in front of his friend. The lion sniffed once at the liquid then started to lap it up thirstily. The hunter filled his mug with the wine and took a deep pull from it. It was quite a rush the second the fluid hit his stomach. His head started to spin and to keep the rest of the room from spinning he laid down on the bed grabbing a hold of one of the posters at the corners. He hung partially off the bed completely naked taking a moment to adjust his growing shaft. It was a little uncomfortable pressing against the bed as it started to swell bigger and bigger. He rolled over onto his back and pulled himself fully onto the bed where he started to stroke his fully erect shaft. Sambas gave a hiccup licking his lips then looked up at his master and slowly got to his paws. He proceeded to jump up onto the bed and lick at his master's thick meat with his rough tongue. Huttser gasped as he took in a deep breath rubbing his hands through his pet's fur. The lion laid down licking Huttser's furry sack and continuing to lick over his shaft. The Worgen curled his knees up to his chest and waited to see what his faithful companion would do. What he expected didn't take long. The lion licked over his taint then nosed and lapped at his hole. Huttser shivered with pleasure wanting so much more.

"Good boy." He cooed reaching above his head and grabbing the pillows to place under his lower back. It made it easier for the lion to access. With every lick, the lion's saliva would lubricate the Worgen's hole making it nice and slick.

"I'm ready for you my love." Huttser whimpered and guided the lion between his legs. The lion straddled over Huttser's chest and pressed his own hard shaft against the lubricated exterior of the Worgen's tight hole. Huttser moaned at the feeling and hugged Sambas around the neck waiting impatiently for him to take him. Sambas let out a slight roar and pressed his shaft more against the Worgen's hole trying to find the center before finally sinking it deep within not stopping till he hilted deep within. Huttser shivered and bit his lip trying to adjust to the firmness now violating his hole. He didn't care about the barbs that tore at his insides that just made the experience more fun. It had been so long since they could do this having to constantly be with other warriors trying to help all of Azeroth.

Sambas leaned down and licked his master's muzzle lovingly pulling out slowly all the way. Huttser gasped at the feeling as his hole started to tighten again but not enough that the lion couldn't force himself back in. Sambas clawed the bed sheets tearing them as he tried to push himself back in forcing as deep as possible. The Worgen yelped and hugged Sambas tighter trying to get the lion as deep as possible. The lion hilted him pressing hard against the prostate deep causing it to start to swell. While being held lovingly by his master Sambas nipped at his neck making him squirm and gasp hoping for more.

"That's... that's a good boy." Huttser whispered into the lion's ear. Still, the lion pushed and pulled pounding hard into the Worgen's tight interior. With every thrust, Huttser couldn't help but cry out in pleasure trying not to be too loud since there were others trying to sleep in the other rooms.

Sambas growled and let out small roars as he clawed and tore the bed itself since the sheets had already been shredded. He seemed to be enjoying himself too. Huttser tried to quiet him down getting loud again himself with each new thrust his prostate now swollen and tender. The lion licked his own muzzle and forced himself to pound the Worgen harder and faster getting close to filling his master with his feline seed. Huttser was gasping for air and moaning out trying to grab something to bite down on when Sambas let our a deep growling roar letting the hunter know what he just did. They both collapsed while the lion's hot white seed filled the hunter's tight insides flowing out the sides once it was past full. Slowly the ion pulled himself out spilling a wave of seed all over the outside of the Worgen's hole and then again over his furry balls. Huttser smile and rolled the lion onto his back on the other side of the bed letting grabbing the lions cock for a moment sliding his paw up and down the shaft slicking up his had then slid it down past the lions balls to tease the lions own tail hole lubing it up with the lion's own seed.

"My turn," Huttser said with a smile. He got up for a moment and moved to between the lion's hind paws watching the lions tail swish to and fro. Sambas's paws her bent at where his wrists would be looking cutely up at his master now. Huttser rubbed his own shaft still slick with the lion's seed and repositioned himself trying to press against the lion's hole but finding it a little difficult at first but eventually he found the center of the lions tail hole and pushed himself in whimpering at the feeling. The hunters pre mixed with the lions lubricating seed making it easier for him to slid in deeply hitting at the top of the Worgen's knot. Slowly he pulled out and pushed back in kissing the lion on his muzzle holding tight around the lion's chest as he slid in and out with ease. The heat and tightness felt so good he was already about to cum. Huttser leaned back up and ran his hands through the lion's chest fur for a moment then began to stroke the lion gently thrusting faster and faster. He couldn't help himself it felt so good. He wanted more than anything to keep it going for a while but knew he wasn't going to last very long having not been able to fulfill the lion or himself over the last couple months. He leaned back adjusting his angle pressing against the back walls of the Lions tight interior and getting even closer. The lion flexed his hole around the Worgen's cock and stretched back to claw at the wall enjoying himself.

"Oh, god. I'm goanna...I'm gonna..." Huttser couldn't finish what he was saying as he finished himself off deep in the lion's tight hole. Before he could cum too much he popped his knot into the hole tieing them both together. Huttser collapsed onto the lion's chest and nuzzled into his warm fur. The lion licked over the hunter's head fur and hugged him close with his claws retracted.

"I love you too my, friend." Huttser crooned softly running his hand through the lion's chest fur once more slowly falling asleep knowing it would be sometime before he could pull himself free of the lion. Sambas didn't care, he loved the feeling of his master deep within him.

What neither of them knew was that there was another feline watching with green glowing eyes from the branch of a tree just outside the window. His own shaft firm and hard pressing between the branch and his soft fur. He watched with glee but his enjoyment was cut short by someone stumbling out of the Inn. He didn't want Huttser and the lion to know where he was just because of the sound of a drunkard so he quickly transformed into an eagle and flew off making sure not to wander too far if he was to follow the Worgen. He wanted to experience the same thing the lion felt for himself. Even if he had to follow the hunter to the ends of Azeroth.