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Kara stared out into the forest, her gaze fixated on the lights of those eyes in the distance; twin points in a sea of darkness. Meanwhile, the grim sound of Brunhilde's body slapping against Hood's rear was loud enough to be heard over the drone of the falling rain.

The wolfess was at an impasse. Assuming it was Vargas staring in this direction, he obviously hadn't seen her. If he had, he would be bounding towards her, not standing a hundred yards off. She had to believe that from his perspective, the light from the stable cast the building around it as a silhouette, and her with it.

But if she tried to intervene, she would have to walk through the stable doorway, and would be visible against the light coming from within.

She glanced either direction, even up the side of the stable building, seeking some other way inside; a shutter, a gap in a darker spot, but there didn't seem to be any other means of ingress.

“Miss Brunhilde, I, I…" Hood wailed.

“Don't you dare cum!" Bunhilde yelled, and Kara heard the wet, sloppy slapping noise speed up in cadence. Kara clenched her paw into a fist, bringing it up to her jaws. It trembled as she tensed and untensed in impotent rage.

“Ah-n-no, I, I can't keep it in, please!"

“No!"

“Pleeaaase!"

Hood's tone was dire, and against her better judgement, she could let him suffer no longer. She took one last look at those eyes out in the forest, still some way off.

“Fuck it," she mumbled.

She crept up to the very edge of the door, then dropped to a crouch and breathed, taking in deep lungfuls of air, feeling the hackles on her neck stand on end. Her nostrils flared, her footpaws dug into the soft ground, and with one last nod to prepare herself, she stepped into the wash of light cast out of the door, and sprang into a sprint.

The entire world seemed to rock from side-to-side as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her, springing with each step, the joined form of Brunhilde and Hood square in her sights. She managed to get halfway across the stable before a bloodcurdling wolf-howl rang out from the forest.

The human woman turned her head towards the door, looking Kara right in the eyes. Her face contorted into a look of disgust as she tightened the grip on her hatchet. She pulled herself back, withdrawing her cock from Hood's ass, then, she brought up her left leg and used it to shove his rear. Hood stumbled, and was left hanging from the rope by his wrists.

Brunhilde stood there, bottomless, still looking stuffed into her corset. Her rock-hard cock bobbed as she breathed.

“Miss Kara!" Hood exclaimed, swinging in his restraints.

Kara skidded to a halt a few paces away from the woman. Her bravado was doused with the icy grip of fear as she looked at her weapon. The element of surprise was lost, thanks to Vargas, who was almost certainly running here faster than a dog runs for its dinner, and that left her at a distinct disadvantage.

“Ugh, vermin," Brunhilde said, raising her hatchet high. “I don't know what you're doing here, but a big girl like you'll make a great blanket for the guest bed!"

With that, she charged forward, bringing her hatchet arm down with a powerful slash that Kara was only just able to dodge. The wolf threw herself to the right, sure that she felt that razor sharp edge trim some of the fur on her left side, but before she could dwell on that, she was forced to evade a melee of swipes and swings, with only her superior reflexes keeping her from certain death. She hopped from footpaw to footpaw, always backwards, working her way around in a big circle, until the woman drew to a stop. Over-exerted, the woman fought to regain her breath.

That gave Kara the chance she needed. She struck out with her paw and undid the latch on the nearby winch. The spindle spun like a flywheel and in seconds, all of the rope unravelled from the drum and passed through the pulley on the roof.

Released from the tension, Hood fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

“What hell are you doing?" Brunhilde panted. Sweat ran down her forehead, while her cock, still rock-hard, bobbed away, jutting out from her groin.

“I'm taking him," Kara replied, nodding in Hood's direction.

Brunhilde tensed so hard that Kara could swear she saw a vein pop on her forehead.

“Hood?" she asked, doing something of a double-take. She snorted, then chuckled, and threw her head back, and Kara watched as her corset-squished breasts heaved from the force of her laughter. “That worthless wretch?" She regained her composure and glared at Kara. “[i]She's[/i] staying here, where [i]she[/i] belongs," the woman snarled.

“Kaaaaraaaaa!" a loud voice boomed from outside; unmistakably that of Vargas. Brunhilde glanced at the door, and in that instant, Kara saw an opening.

She darted forwards and lunged out with her right paw, reaching up to grab Brunhilde's hatchet arm at the wrist. The woman tried to pull back, but wasn't quick enough, and instead was forced to grapple with Kara's other arm.

Kara found herself face-to-face with the huntress, locked together in a struggle for dominance, while the woman's prominent cock brushed against the wolf's thigh. She was as strong as an ox!

She gritted her teeth and planted her footpaws, and with a mighty heave, managed to force the woman's hatchet arm up high above her head, but apart from that, they were at a stalemate. Every moment it persisted, Kara felt her arms protesting, and soon she was trembling as she fought just to maintain the grapple.

“You wolves think you're all that," Brunhilde seethed, “but I've killed countless of your kind, and you're going to be next-“

She didn't finish her sentence. Kara felt the woman's hatchet arm jerk back, and when she looked up at it, she saw that Hood had jumped her from behind! He threw his bound wrists around the handle of her hatchet and pulled with all his might, scrunching up his face from the exertion.

“Leave Miss Kara alone!" he screamed.

Brunhilde's knuckles turned white as she did her best to keep her grip on the weapon, but it was no use. The wooden pole slipped from her hand, and Hood toppled backwards, grasping it between his wrists. He teetered but stayed on his feet.

“Hood! You worthless piece of-“ the woman started, but Kara interrupted her.

“Oh, give it a rest," she barked. She released the woman's arm, clenched her paw, and threw all her weight into a haymaker that brought her fist crashing into the side of Brunhilde's face. Her eyes fluttered back at the force of the impact, and she fell to the ground, pole-axed.

Kara was left standing over her body, as Hood, let the hatchet slip from his grip. It fell to the ground with a dull thud. His slight body was shivering, and he crossed his arms around his chest.

“Y-you came for me..." he gasped.

The sight of him, cold and naked aroused in Kara a potent mix of different emotions; pity and sympathy for poor Hood, but also joy that he was still in one piece. Unable to contain herself, she bounded over Brunhilde's body and threw her large, grey-furred arms around him, crushing him into her bosom with a tight embrace. He made no attempt to shrink back from embarrassment, instead falling into her, pressing into her warm fur. His skin was cool and smooth, just like before.

“I shouldn't have abandoned you, I'm so sorry," she said, as a lump formed in her throat. Tears began to well up in her eyes before a noise from outside brought her back to the here-and-now.

“Kaaaaraaaaaaaaaaaa!" the gruff voice roared, closer than before, alongside the sound of something crashing through the nearby underbrush.

Kara stroked Hood's blond head, then lowered her muzzle to near his ear.

“Now I need [i]your[/i] help," she whispered.

“Anything," Hood answered.

She licked his face, and Hood giggled at the gesture. Then, she lowered her paws and grasped his hands.

“Lie down," she said.

Hood leaned back, and Kara lowered him to the straw covered ground, before stepping over him, one footpaw on either side of his waist. This posture saw her facing towards the dark opening of the stable door, while Hood's small, girlish cock stood to attention, jutting up into the air, as if straining to reach her.

With everything that had happened in the past few minutes, Kara's arousal had waned, but as she stared down at him, ready to commit such a great taboo, she felt a fresh anticipation. Her heart throbbed in her chest, while her legs took on a wobbly feeling from coursing adrenaline. She lowered herself to her knees, planting them on either side of Hood's hips, before crouching forward. The position left her pendulous breasts hanging down to almost smother his face.

Butterflies flew in her stomach as she leaned back just a little, and felt it; around her nethers, the throbbing tip of Hood's cock, just brushing against her opening.

Vargas would be here any moment. Brunhilde could wake up. Her head was spinning from the hormonal need that was so close to being satisfied; the primal urge to mate.

But Kara fought off all of these things just for a moment longer, long enough to lift up her body, allowing her to look down at Hood's face. He seemed puzzled, but she knew what she was doing. She wanted him to be free to choose.

“Hood, I wanna ride you now. Can I?" she asked, feeling her tail wag behind her.

Hood's lips curved into a smile. He gave a firm nod, which was all the encouragement Kara needed!

She rocked backwards, with a wave of footpaw-curling pleasure, felt Hood's cock part her lips, carrying on until she was sitting on his hips. Hood moaned, making the gentlest of bucking motions, and that sudden movement provoked in her a euphoric sensation that saw her throw back her head and bring her paws up to knead her breasts.

She rocked her hips back and forth, feeling Hood's member slide in and out of her in a satisfying rhythm, the ridges and smooth sides of his human cock touching the very core of her heat.

In moments, Hood's moans built to a higher pitch, but over that sound, even through her addled state, Kara could hear the thump of approaching paws. She looked forward, straight out into the night, and saw a dark shape framed by the doorway.

“Hood," Kara gasped, “It's time."

As if on command, his bucks became stronger, and she lowered her paws to her thighs to ride him like a bronco. Every movement brought a lewd, wet sound, and as Kara picked up her pace, she felt her body start to tense, from her lupine ears to the tip of her tail. Soon she was acutely aware of her wetness between her thighs as it seeped down his cock and almost drenched his balls.

It was like nothing she had ever experienced; like coiling up a spring, the tension mounted and mounted, pushing her release ever higher, and she soon found herself moaning in a loud voice on the back of every breath. It built and built until she couldn't stand it anymore…

“Oh, Hood!" she roared.

Then three things happened in quick succession.

Vargas ran into the stable, and slid to a halt, string at the two lovers with wide eyes and an open jaw.

Kara felt her own release, as an orgasm more powerful than any she had ever known ripped through her body. Her left paw kneaded one of her breasts as she was transformed into to a quivering, thrashing goddess of ecstasy.

"Do it Hood! Breed me!"

Finally, Hood's bucking motions built to a crescendo. He arched his back, and thrust his hips upwards, pulling his arms into his sides.

“Ohmigosh, Miss Kara!" he squealed as she felt his gift.

He shuddered as his cock throbbed, releasing burst after burst of hot cum deep within the depths of her heat. The two of them stayed like that for as long as they could hold their breaths, before both of them exhaled as one. They each slumped, Hood onto the ground, Kara forwards onto her paws, each utterly spent.

Kara looked up at Vargas, relishing the sensation of Hood's cock as it softened up inside her. The wolf was staggering backwards, with one paw covering his muzzle.

“You, and, he just…" Vargas stammered.

“That's right," Kara said. “This human is the winner of the trial."

Vargas took a few steps back, until he was just outside the door, before collapsing to one side, landing out of her sight.

There was a momentary pause, then she heard him vomit.

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“W-wha…?"

Brunhilde stirred as Kara pulled the last knot tight. She stepped over to the winch, and gave it a few turns, pulling the rope taut. It was bound around the woman's wrists, but unlike with Hood, Kara had taken the step of binding her ankles too, with a length of rope stretching down the front of her body. Kara had kept it short, forcing the women to stay in a perpetually bent-over posture.

“What the hell are you doing?" the woman yelled.

Kara walked back over to her, and crouched down until she could look the woman in the eye.

“You're the consolation prize," she said. “The wolves stalking this area, like that jerk out there," she motioned towards the door, outside of which Vargas could still be heard, by now reduced to dry-heaving. “They all came here to put pups in a female, and it'd be a shame to disappoint them, especially since you seem to love mating so much."

Brunhilde craned her head back to glare at her.

“Pah! Your friend out there seems pretty sickened at the thought of a wolf mating a human."

Kara grinned, baring her teeth.

“For females, yes. Males, on the other hand, are less fussy. Trust me, you'll do."

Brunhilde shook her head.

“They'll be disappointed. They can't put pups in me."

Kara glanced over at Hood, who was standing at the other side of the stable, pulling on his scarlet cloak.

“Is that true?" she asked.

Hood shook his head.

“Well… Humans like her… Some can, some can't. She doesn't really know."

“Well," Kara growled. She placed her paw under the woman's chin, tilting her head back to make sure she was watching her speak. “Believe me, the way those boys go at it, you can bet you'll know before they're done."

Kara dropped the woman's chin, then walked over to Hood. She picked him up, sweeping him clean off the floor and cradling him in her arms.

“Wait, you can't just leave me here like this!" Brunhilde yelled.

Hood giggled as Kara pulled him against her fur, and the pair marched out of the stable, emerging into the rainswept night.

Vargas was still there, on all fours, his head close to the ground.

“Vargas," Kara said, before making a “come here" gesture with her paw. Vargas looked up and them then stood up, and once he was close enough, Kara pointed back into the stable.

Framed in the lamplight was the shapely rear end of the wicked Brunhilde.

He growled, and rolled his eyes, but Kara could already see his tip beginning to emerge from his sheath at the sight. True enough, he walked past them, making his way into the stable, and as Kara carried Hood away, she found herself only hearing the faintest of Brunhilde's protests coming from behind, over the constant roar of the rain.

“Miss Kara?"

She looked down at Hood, still cradled in her arms. By now he was drenched, but the expression of joy on his face did not seem to be dulled.

“Kara," he self-corrected. “Where are we going?"

She looked up at the sky, feeling the cooling rain as it seeped into her fur, starting to feel like herself again for the first time in days. Vargas would go back with tales of what he had seen; of the hunt, the stable, and a taboo that would forever sever her ties to the duty of her bloodline.

Thanks to Hood, she was free, and she would do what she could to make it up to him.

“Anywhere," she said. She lowered her head to lick some of the rainwater off his face.

“Anywhere we want."

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