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Finding Peace 2 Chapter 3

She didn't see him at all for the next few days. She was disappointed and started to grow a little more worried. Iris seemed to at least be in a good mood and by pretending her wrist still hurt she was able to spend a lot of time with her focusing on her lessons. She started to feel other threads when she concentrated hard enough. She even felt one that connected to Iris. It seemed very strong, but she was a little worried to tug on it. She didn't want to accidentally hurt or upset Iris. But she kept trying to reach Sirius. Each and every night when she went to bed she reached out to find the blue thread. She was so worried about him.

Finally, when she was on the verge of asking Iris for help. Weeks after their encounter and long since her wrist had "healed". She went to sleep and immediately felt the thread. The familiar blue thread. She didn't hesitate, she grasped onto it desperately and started to follow it. When she reached the end she slowed to a stop and looked around. It was raining... it wasn't storming hard but it was dark and gloomy, a quiet, constant rain. It was almost hard to see, but she spotted the White Willow at the top of the hill. She hurried towards it quickly, slipping and falling as she climbed up the hill.

"Sirius!" she called as she struggled up the wet grass "are you there? It's me Lily!" She blinked in surprise as the rain lessened just a little bit. There was no reply but she managed to haul herself up to the top of the hill. She hurried forward under the branches and then froze. "Sirius?..." she whispered. His back was to her and he was sitting with his knees curled up against his chest, his arms hugging them close. His ears twitched to her approach but he didn't turn. He was sniffling and crying softly. "Sirius what..." she started to ask as she stepped around him and then gasped. His right eye was blackened up pretty badly. It looked like it had happened a while ago and had started to heal, but it was still visible clear as day.

"It... It's okay..." he said quietly, not looking at her "I'm fine..."

"Sirius I..." she started to say.

"I'm fine!" he said firmly. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed overhead. Lily jumped a little and swallowed. She bit her lip but she slowly moved towards him and then just... sat down beside him. She didn't say anything. She didn't comfort him, didn't baby him. She knew a wounded warrior when she saw one. And while she was surprised to see Sirius acting this tough, she wasn't about to hurt him.

"It looks pretty badass..." she said quietly after a moment "like you got into a bar fight... and won..." she added quietly.

He blinked and he looked over at her in surprise. He was about to give an angry retort but he stopped. He was quiet and then said "you think so?"

She smiled at him and nodded "yep. I've seen a lot of hits like that. Tribal men are pretty rough."

Sirius blushed a little bit and bit his lip some, looking away. "Hurts..." he murmured.

"Can't you heal it?" Lily asked. Sirius shook his head.

"I can't heal myself..." He sighed "I can't even heal others very well..."

"That's not true!" she said "My wrist was fine after that night. You're amazing!"

"It was?... really?" his ears perked as he looked at her.

She nodded eagerly "I couldn't believe it. I even had this scar... I got too close to a pig and it knocked me down. So I punched it in the nose right? And it bit me! Right on the arm right here..." She showed him on her wrist. "I had a scar there for YEARS and now it's gone!"

"Wow..." he said softly, looking at her wrist. His ears perked a bit more. He'd never done anything that good before.

"You're really good Sirius" she said softly "I'm... I'm glad you're okay... well, mostly. I was worried when I didn't see you for a while."

"I'm sorry..." He said softly. He then blushed and giggled softly and she booped his nose gently. After a few moments he leaned his head gently on her shoulder and she eased an arm around his shoulders. He sniffled again after a few moments but he wiped his nose and slowly... the storm around them calmed and the rained stopped. The sun came out as the clouds parted and she looked at him with a smile.

"You really are amazing Sirius" she said quietly "I didn't know magic could do that. My teacher always said Magic was just something you sense. It was never something you could control. I've... I've never heard of that before at all."

The jackal blushed and his tail thumped behind him in the grass. "Father says it's special... but he doesn't like what I use it for. It's why he got angry last time."

"Wait..." she said quietly "you mean that voice last time was..." Sirius just nodded, looking out at the swaying branches. Lily was quiet for a long moment and then asked "if... if you don't want to meet me anymore... I understand. I don't want you to get in trouble. I was just worried you weren't okay."

"No!" Sirius whined softly "please?... I... I've never had a friend before..."

"Oh..." she blinked and blushed a little herself "so... we're friends?"

"Well yea, aren't we?" he asked, his ears lowering back.

"I've just... never had a friend who was a boy before" she giggled softly. Sirius blushed but she smiled and said "I'll keep coming as long as you keep letting me in... Okay?"

"Okay" he replied gently and laid his head on her shoulder again. He was quiet for a long time, just enjoying being with someone who seemed to enjoy being around him. Finally he said quietly "Hey Lily... do you think the war will ever stop?"

"I do" she replied. She wouldn't go into details why... but she sounded confident.

"Do you think..." he bit his lip. "Do you think we could ever be friend friends?... More then here?" He looked up at her and his ears perked just a little bit.

Lily smiled back at him and nodded "sure!" she giggled softly "why not?"

Sirius tail wagged and he smiled at her. He hesitated and then sat back and said "do you want to learn how to use your magic? Like... how to control it?"

"Y... You'd really teach me?" she asked, her ears perking up.

Sirius nodded and sat up "I've read a LOT of books..." he giggled softly "I can't teach you much but... I can teach you what I've learned."

"That would be great! Thank you Sirius!" she yelped and suddenly hugged him. His eyes widened and he blushed deeply, his entire face turning purple as his tail thumped wildly in the grass behind him. She was the first person to actually see him as anything more then a useless burden... and he hoped they'd stay friends for a long time.

Fortunately for the little jackal pup, they did. The pair met most nights after that. Sometimes they talked, sometimes they played. Whenever Lily came with a bump or scrape Sirius would usually heal it. He got better at controlling it which let him hide his magic from his father. But he still would disappear for a couple of days from time to time, coming back with more signs of abuse. She learned to stop asking pretty quickly. But she learned quickly. She even started to impress Iris with her lessons. She was able to find the threads for most of the animals in the area. She even learned to connect to the animals without losing control of her body. Iris was absolutely astounded at her progress.

As the weeks turned to months and the months turned to years, the little vixen gained an understanding of magic that even Iris didn't have. The wolfess was immediately suspicious, but after discussing it with Silver, she relaxed and just did what she could to help her power blossom. Soon she was able to communicate with animals in a way Silver could never imagine. They could be her eyes, her ears, even her hunting companions. Iris had never imagined she would grow to become this strong.

Her training with Feugen progressed more and more as she got older as well. She trained to be a warrior just like he was. And she seemed to have no limit to her determination and drive. She pushed him to push her as hard as he could. To not hold back if they sparred. She would end the day with bumps and bruises, sometimes even scrapes from his claws, but she was always grinning, proud of herself. And truthfully, he was too. She always came back the next day ready for more. She even faked a broken ankle to be nothing more then sore and needing rest. Thanks to Sirius she was back on it and running full speed the next day. Even Feugen was baffled at how much energy this girl had.

Her favorite part? Her wings. True to his word the little vixen finally began to grow into her wings. When she turned 14 they started growing very rapidly just as other parts of her started... developing. She took flying lessons with her father and soon learned that her size and speed could transition to the air. While she couldn't fly as fast as him or carry as much without wings that were his size, she also weighed less and could twist and change directions much faster. She played to her strengths, and they were growing in number.

She was the pride of the Tribe by the time she turned 16. A skillful hunter, master marksman, and a strong warrior. She faced every challenge put before her without fear or hesitation. She was itching to get involved in the war... but Feugen seemed to be holding off for now. While he was proud of her skills, the war... the actual battles, were something else entirely.

"But why?!" she growled to him one day after a sparring session "I'm ready! I can fight better then anyone in the tribe."

"Hey!" he growled "you'd better what those boasts young lady."

"Or what?" she asked "Are you going to prove me wrong Father?" She challenged. Feugen narrowed his eyes and tossed her a stick. She caught it and readied herself, glaring right back at him. He made the first move, striking at her from above. She rolled from the blow and jabbed towards him from behind but he was ready. He grabbed her stick instead and yanked hard, a rather cheap move since it would be a blade... but he was making a point. As he pulled her forward off balance he suddenly drew a blade and roared at her from inches away. Her eyes widened and she gave a cry and fell back, landing hard on the ground below. She stared up at her father... she'd never seen him act like that before. Never seen him roar that way. It sounded so intense... so powerful... almost... anguished. He put the blade away and started to step past her.

"You're not ready for war" he muttered quietly.

"Says you!" she growled and rolled to his feet, rounding on him. "I can fight! Just because you caught me with some cheap trick doesn't mean I can't! I can fight and hunt better then most of your warriors and I*"

"But you cannot KILL!" Feugen roared, rounding on her again "You have not taken a life. You have not felt a man die by your blade or watched him wonder where your arrow came from. You have not watched the fear and realization in their eyes as they come to terms with only fleeting moments left before oblivion. You have not removed the helmet of your opponent only to realize you've just killed a boy no older then your own CHILD."

She blinked and she stared at him. It suddenly dawned on her what he was talking about and her ears lowered back. "Father I..." she started to say. He held up his hand and she immediately fell silent without question.

"I'm not training you to fight the war Lily" he said quietly after a moment. "I'm training you to defend yourself. I'm training you to fight... to survive... My greatest hope. My greatest wish... is that you will never have to see that battlefield..."

"Papa..." she whispered softly. She bit her lip as she looked into his eyes. He was just trying to protect her. Not from the Kingdom, not even from the dangers of the war... but of her own pain. She hurried to him and she hugged him suddenly, burying her face against his stomach. "I'm sorry Papa..." she whispered softly "I understand now. I promise..."

He hugged her back and kissed the top of her head gently. "The day may come..." he said gently "and if it does, I have no doubts you will be ready. Anyone who crosses my little Water Lily... had better look out."

She giggled softly and eased back, looking up at him "thank you Papa..." she said softly "I think I'll go wash up for Supper if that's alright." He nodded and she turned and hurried off to a spring to get cleaned up.

She stripped down at the spring's edge and slid slowly into the water and started to scrub her fur. She was partway through scrubbing her arms when she caught her reflection in the water. She gazed at herself, those teal eyes gazing right back. She really had grown quite a bit. She was still small, but she could see the muscle in her arms. She had a flat, toned stomach like Iris, with a LOT less of a bust. But she was proud of the way she looked. She bit her lip some, remembering Sirius. She wasn't the only one who had grown. The jackal had become a rather handsome young male. He was taller now, even taller then she was. He was still thin, but like her he had developed muscle. Where he had taught her magic, she had taught him fighting, at least for the purpose of defense. And it was clear he had been using it.

She was thinking about him when she felt a sudden rush of warmth hit her like a full breathe of smoke. She gasped and struggled to breathe and put a hand to her lower stomach. She nearly lost her balance at the intensity of it... the sudden... desire. Slowly... her hand dipped lower in between her thighs and her eyes widened to find herself absolutely gushing. It was her first heat. Papa had never told her it would be like this! Then again... he probably had no idea. But her dragon blood was boiling. She needed to do something, she couldn't go back home like this! It would be so embarrassing.

She glanced around to make sure no one was around and slowly moved back to the edge of the spring. Easing herself up onto the edge she bit her lip and spread her thighs just enough to dip her hand between them again. A single brush of her fingertips sent a shudder rolling through her form. She was so sensitive. She could feel her soft tight lips were puffy and swollen. Her fingers soon slickened with the evidence of her desire and a small whimper escaped her as they brushed over her swelling pearl. The sensations intensified the more she worked that pleasure button and she wasn't about to relent. With a gasp she fell back onto the bank, flat on her back and circled over her poor hooded nub again and again. Her body began to tremble as her pleasure rose, her tiny nipples hardening enough to cut glass as her chest heaved. One hand slid up her body to cup her breast, pinching her nipple just desperate for stimulation. And then... with a soft cry she came. She bit her lip sharply to try and muffle the sound but it escaped just the same. Her hips arched off the ground as she convulsed there on the ground, her nectar squirting out into the spring before her body sagged. Her legs lay there in the warm water... her need sated.

But it was not to last. Within moments, before she could even catch her breath, she felt the itch return. It flickered at first but she knew it was only a matter of time before it became an inferno again. She had to get home, had to figure something out. She felt suddenly like something was wrong with her. Sirius! She thought. Maybe something WAS wrong with her, and maybe he could heal her! She dried herself off, threw on her wraps and hurried back to the village. She didn't want to risk flying and blowing her scent all over the village below so she climbed up as quickly as she could to her hut. She stepped inside and saw Feugen working at the stove.

"Supper's almost ready" he said "I made your favorite. Roasted lamb and*"

"I'm not hungry sorry. I'm just going to go to bed" she blurted out and raced past him.

"Wh... Lily?" he called "Lily what's..." but she was already gone. She had bolted upstairs 3 at a time and disappeared into her room. Feugen blinked and looked around, utterly baffled. And then it hit him... that scent. He dropped the spoon in the soup kettle and covered his maw, trembling some. "Oh..." he said quietly. He bit his lip and then called out "Lily... I'm... I'm going to go out to the war hut and have a drink with the warriors. There's... stew and lamb if you're hungry." He grabbed his bag and a spare waistwrap and headed for the door.

Lily flushed furiously realizing he had caught the scent. But the fact that he was leaving... she was grateful. "Thank you father!" she called back as he slipped out. She buried her face in her hands but she got back up and headed downstairs. She felt awful now. He had worked so hard on Supper and had just thrown himself out just so she would feel better. She would find a way to make it up to him. For now she poured herself some soup, grabbed one of the lamb chops and sat down to eat. She only got halfway through the meal though before she stumbled back upstairs and tore off her wraps. She landed on her bed and her fingers once again dove between her thighs.

Moments later she was biting her fur blanket to stifle her cries as she came again. She lay panting heavily as she stared at the wall, praying... praying the burn would stay away for a while. But of course... it didn't. Once again it returned with a vengeance and she was left panting and arching her hips against the air, trying desperately to get relief. She had to find Sirius... she felt like he was the only one who could help. She curled up tight in her bed but sleep didn't find her for hours. Not until exhaustion finally overtook her.

When she slept she searched desperately for the thread. Finding it immediately was more of a relief to her then she could imagine and she immediately followed it to the willow. She burst under it's low hanging branches to find him pacing back and forth. He would go missing at times. But she had never missed a meeting if he was able. He'd been rather worried. "Lily! There you are" he exclaimed "are you alright are you..." he blinked as she rushed to him and clutched at him.

"Sirius..." she whimpered "P... Please I think..." she groaned and pressed her hips against him. His scent... it was suddenly stronger then she'd remembered it being. It was like an early morning rain. But right before the drops began to fall. She bit her lip and shuddered softly. "Please..." she whispered to him, gazing into his eyes.

"Lily you're..." he started to say and then she kissed him, silencing him with her lips. He trembled at first but melted slowly into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her. He didn't fully understand it. He knew she was in heat, he knew she was in need of relief, and he knew that she was a very dear friend to him. That was all he needed to know in that moment and certainly all his brain needed to justify taking off his clothes.

His fingers fumbled with his tunic so in the end, she tore it off of him. He yelped softly and pulled back but her breastwrap joined it a moment later. She felt so warm... the clothes were so constricting. Her mind was fogged with her heat and need. She hadn't exactly thought of Sirius like this before but... she thought of him as someone she trusted. And in this moment... that's what she wanted. His hand closed over her breast and she moaned softly against his neck, breathing in deeply of his scent. Her own hand slipped into his leggings and found his cock already emerging from it's sheath. With an awkward grip she grabbed onto it and started stroking him, trying to get him ready as fast as possible. Her grip was wrong though and rubbed in the wrong spots. He winced after a few moments and pulled back "Lily!" he panted out softly.

"Please!" she whined softly "Sirius I can't... it... it hurts..." she was shaking. He pressed against her again and kissed her gently once more.

"Let me help you first..." he whispered softly. She nodded and she let him ease her onto her back under the swaying branches of the willow. The sunlight above danced and glittered across her silky fur as she looked down at her lover-to-be while he eased her waistwrap off. Her self-consciousness hit her like a truck and her fluffy tail tucked by reflex between her thighs, trying to hide her treasure from his view. But the jackal was not to be denied. He pushed her tail away and pulled her hands aside to gaze upon her glistening slit. Her lips looked so red and puffy, he could hardly blame her for her aggressiveness. He didn't hesitate and he leaned his head down and ran his tongue gently up along her soft lips. She responded immediately by arching her hips and grabbing a hold of his hair with one hand. The other went to her breast once more as her breathing hitched.

"D... Do that again..." she whispered shakily "please..." Sirius obliged gladly, rolling his long canine tongue over her folds again and again, lapping greedily at her honey as it flowed. He explored her womanhood curiously, watching (and feeling) which spots made her arch or tug his hair the hardest. When his tongue flicked over her button he thought she might pull the roots of his hair out. He locked onto that spot and didn't let up. His tonguetip assaulted that tight little nub again and again and soon she was squirming and writhing under him, bucking again and again. "Sirius! Oh Sirius I'm... I'm cumming!" she cried out, arching hard. The jackal was rewarded with a gush of her sweet nectar. It coated his muzzle as she squirted hard in pure carnal bliss, her entire body rigid until that pleasure finally released her from it's clutches.

She sagged against the soft cool grass below her, panting desperately as the fog started to lift. Her cheeks flushed as she glanced up at him with those teal eyes. Embarrassment and shame started to set in and she covered her face with her hands. Sirius leaned over her and kissed her hands gently though until she opened them so he could smile at her. "Don't..." he whispered softly "Please... this... this is..."

She blushed as he lost the words but she nodded to him with a small smile. She understood. They may not have said it or even hinted but it was something they'd both been at least curious about for some time now. She bit her lip but glanced down and saw the painful looking swelling in his leggings. "Oh Sirius..." she said with a blush. She bit her lip but eased forward, helping him untie his leggings. She eased him onto his back so she could pull them off and free the trapped member inside. A surprised look fell across her face seeing the brilliant shade of blue that it was. Then again... it shouldn't really surprise her. She bit her lip but she eased over him and ran her tongue up from it's base to the tip. The jackal gave a soft cry and his cock twitched, spurting a line of precum across her nose. She blushed but before she could stop herself it was gone with a swipe of her tongue. Finding it surprisingly sweet she licked him again, this time rolling her tongue over his tip to catch the next spurt directly. He trembled as he watched her bathe his cock with her tongue, getting it nice and slick. While she herself hadn't done anything like this before... she'd seen older kids fooling around a time or two.

With a mischievous look in her eyes she dipped lower and suckled one of his orbs into her maw. The look on his face and the whimper of bliss that escaped him was priceless. His tongue hung out the side of his maw as he panted his pleasure and she closed her hand around his length and started to stroke. "Does that feel good?" she whispered softly to him, teasing him. She wanted to feel in control again... she liked it that way.

And truthfully... he did too. "Y... Yes..." he whined softly "V... Very good..." She smirked and licked him again, this time from his heavy sac all the way to his tip before suddenly engulfing the tip in her maw. Her eyes watched him as his widened and his whole body tensed. Then... slowly... she lowered her head, testing her limits to see how far she could take him, all the while licking at his most sensitive of flesh. When she felt his tip prod towards her throat and her gag reflex starting to work up she eased back, drawing back to the tip before dropping down again. She built a slow rhythm. Up... down... up... down... using her hand to stroke in time with the movements of her lips. All the while, she never took her eyes off of him. And he couldn't bring himself to look away. It was as if she was challenging him to stop her... or to cum before she wanted him to. He couldn't tell which.

But as she continued working him in and out of her mouth it was getting harder and harder for him to hold on. His sweet pre-seed was starting to spill in a near constant flow by now, leaving her lapping it up with every pass. When she could feel his breathing hitching higher and higher she didn't tease him though. She didn't taunt him, didn't flaunt her control over him. He had given her release because she needed it and now she would do the same... because she cared for him. She wanted him to feel good at her touch. She pulled off just long enough to whisper against his length "cum for me Sirius..." before she dove back down and started bobbing even faster, pushing him deeper into her throat and swallowing over and over again.

"L... Lily... Lily I'm..." he whined out loud "I'm AHHH!" he gave a sudden cry and his hips trembled and bucked. She placed one paw on his lower stomach and helped hold him down as she suckled hard on his cock. She didn't want him to choke her and make her cough or pull off... or worse... accidentally bite him. She felt his knot swell and by instinct her hand shifted to wrap around it. It wasn't the same as a tie, but his shaft erupted all the same, spurting rope after rope of sweet seed into her maw which she swallowed down without question. The poor jackal was a squirming whimpering mess of a male and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride that he'd been reduced to such a state because of her.

Finally his flow slowed and then ceased and she pulled off slowly, licking him clean and still gazing up at him. The fire in her loins had returned and with her attentions focused on a file male specimen, the inferno had become a hellfire. She trembled and shook before his very eyes, whimpering softly as she continued to lick his cock. "Lily..." he whispered softly. She bit her lip and realized just how much she was ravishing his shaft with her tongue. She pulled back and flushed, still shaking.

"Sirius..." she whispered "I... I know this is sudden but..." She looked him right in the eyes and whispered "you're the only one I trust. There's no one... I'd rather have... be my first." Sirius blushed but he leaned forward and kissed her full on the lips. He didn't play games about where her mouth had been. He didn't care at all. He just... kissed her. She whimpered and continued stroking his shaft as he laid her on her back again and slowly lined himself up. She pointed his tip to her entrance and looked up at him whispering "J... Just do it... all at once..." He bit his lip but he nodded. He tensed his muscles... and thrust.

She cried out softly and bit down on his shoulder with a muffled growl. He winced and shook but he didn't let go, didn't pull back. A pained whimper escaped her as she felt herself torn open in a way she could've never imagined. She felt like he was ripping into her and yet the heat in her was demanding more. She finally released his shoulder when she tasted blood and immediately whined and began licking at the bite mark. The pain had faded and her hands found his hips and his cute rump beyond and pulled gently. "It's okay now..." she whispered to his ear "please... fuck me..."

He didn't need to be told twice. He positioned his knees under her's a bit, tilting her legs back. By instinct they wrapped around his hips and he drew his own back before thrusting right back into her. The heat of her cunny was absolute heaven for him. And the feel of his cock battering into her like a ram was the same bliss for her. Their two bodies collided again and again with the slap of flesh against flesh, eliciting more and more whimpering cries to the heavens from each. Sirius kissed her again, his tongue invading her maw as her's danced with it, heavy needful moans rolling out of her. Her legs locked behind his hips and pulled him in with every thrust, demanding he reach as deep as possible inside of her with every stroke of that blissful cock.

She was gripping him like a vice. A silky, heated, honey drooling vice. Every pass was like trying to thrust into a hole too small to fit... and yet when he thrust harder and made it fit, she seemed to moan and cry out even louder, spurring him to keep going. She arched her hips to meet every thrust as she pulled from the kiss and gazed up at him. Her eyes were clear now... the lust wasn't as heavy... instead it had been replaced by something else. Every thrust brought his now reforming knot pounding harder and harder against her entrance. She didn't want to deny him. She couldn't. She knew everything that happened at the White Willow had proven to have real meaning when she woke up... and yet she didn't want him to stop. "Sirius..." she whispered shakily as she looked up at him and he pounded against her all the harder.

"C... Can I cum inside?" he whined softly. Pleading with her, begging for her permission. He was so different from the tribal males. She imagined their matings to be so rough and brutal. That a female who didn't want to be seeded would have to fight her way out of it. Granted she knew they all had the ability to do so. But to be asked like this... to have someone so tender so timid... it was such a foreign concept. And she adored it.

"Yes..." she whispered, leaning up and clutching at him. She whispered softly to his ear, encouraging him "cum in me Sirius. I want to feel it. I want to feel your knot. I want to feel you release your seed inside me. Please Sirius... Please!" The more she spoke the faster she felt his thrusts become. They became erratic as he suddenly surged towards that peak, bringing her right along with him until suddenly that bulb of flesh was jammed hard against her entrance, and her natural tightness gave way. With a cry she felt it slip inside her and swell, locking them together. "Yes! Yes Sirius!" she whined "cum in me!"

"Lily!" the jackal whimpered as he ground that knotted cock around inside her as frantically as he could until he felt her cum. When she squeezed him and her walls rippled around him it just became too much. He came... and came hard. She threw her head back with a gasping cry as she felt his seed start to fill her. Her hips arched and ground against his as she groaned and cried out her bliss, feeling that burning hellfire in her loins finally seem to extinguish... at least for now.

The jackal collapsed on top of her, shaking like a leaf from the exertion. Lily could feel him trembling above her... inside her. She flushed as she licked his cheek and eased her arms further around him, hugging him to her body and whispering "it's okay... that was amazing.." His cheeks folded back and a deep violet blush settled on his cheeks as he rested atop her. She could feel how intense it had been for him. She smiled and kissed his cheek again. "Was it good... for you?" she asked, biting her lip.

"It was incredible..." he panted softly. He eased back and gazed at her, still blushing like a goof. "I... I've never..." he started to say.

"Me either..." she said, shaking her head "but I'm glad... I'm glad it was with you Sirius. I'm glad it was here... with you... in this beautiful place..."

"Me too..." Sirius said softly. He kissed her again and nuzzled against her. She felt so safe... so loved... she closed her eyes and nuzzled him back with a soft purr. The sound actually startled the jackal though. He paused and pulled his head back to look at her. He looked around first as though he might be crazy and then back at her, tilting his head. "D... Did you just purr?" he asked.

She flushed and glanced away, biting her lip and nodding. "My father is feline... m... my mother was a Fox..." she whispered shyly "Do you... not like it?" She found herself feeling so shy with him now. Like what he thought mattered more...

"I love it" he chuckled softly "I think it's adorable." He nuzzled her again and she smiled and continued to purr, letting the sound rumble out of her as a sign of her contentment.

After some time, when they had been freed of Sirius' knot and lay together on their backs gazing up at what was now a moonlit starry sky Sirius looked over at her and whispered softly "So what does this mean?... For us?..."

Lily looked over at him and she bit her lip. "I'm not sure..." she answered honestly "with my people this isn't exactly... uncommon. It usually doesn't mean anything necessarily. Though... it's a little different for Royals." She blushed a bit and said "what do you hope it means?"

"I hope it means..." he said softly "that the war ends soon... so I can see you beyond my dreams..."

She smiled at him and said "me too..." She blushed and kissed him again and then bit her lip.

"What is it?" he asked softly. She squirmed a bit and looked down, sliding her hand down his front. He caught the scent again and his ears twitched back but he nodded. She kissed him again, this time with a soft moan as her hand found his sheath and brought him back to readiness. The itch had come back... as she expected it would. But at least this time she was confident she could scratch it for more then just a few moments.

He started to roll on top of her again but with a soft growl she rolled and pinned him back. She nipped at his neck and whispered "my turn...". The needy lust was heavy in her voice as she sank down slowly onto his shaft and started to ride his lap, using his cock to sate her own needs... not that he was complaining. It wouldn't be the first time... and it wouldn't be the last that night.

Feugen made his way from his own hut down to the village. But as he headed for the war hut he paused. He saw Iris coming down from her own hut dressed in her armor and geared up with her bow and a spear. He tilted his head as she approached and said "Is something wrong?"

She shook her head saying "no, just something strange by the river front. I'm going to go check it out. I should be back by morning."

"Want me to come with you?" he asked.

"No that's okay" Iris chuckled with a smile "I can smell Lily's first season. It's best if she's got someone here she trusts just in case." She glanced over at the warhut where a few of the warriors were laughing, drinking, and looking for females to bring home. She looked at him and then looked past him to Ember's hut. She was quiet and then said softly "her hut is closer... just in case Lily needs you..." Feugen followed her gaze and he blinked and then looked back at her. He looked puzzled. Of all people he thought Iris might be the one to not approve. She smiled and said "Feugen I grew up with River since she was a little girl and I was a little boy who didn't know he was really a girl. I was with her every moment of her life, protecting her. You really think you were the first she played with? People have needs. It doesn't mean you don't still love her more then anything in the world. Ember would trade you for Rail in a heartbeat... just as you would she for River."

Feugen blinked and looked at her and then blushed a bit. He hesitated and said "she said she'd never been touched by a male before..."

Iris arched a brow and gestured to herself "do I look like a male to you?" She smirked and then stepped past him and headed out of the village. Feugen watched her go and chuckled inwardly to himself before he headed for Ember's hut. He tapped gently on the door frame and she pulled the tent flap back and blinked seeing him.

"It's Lily's first heat... I threw myself out for her sake" he said quietly.

"Oh you poor thing" she said, rolling her eyes sarcastically "and I suppose I'm just supposed to take pity and invite you in out of the cold?"

"No I'll sleep outside like the dog I am" he shot back "but I figured you could use some help sleeping."

"Mhm..." she grumbled. She looked at him and he waited and then she sighed "come on then." She turned and slipped inside and he followed after her. She headed over towards the bed, removing her wraps as he did his own. This time though she sat back and spread her legs looking at him. He approached with his shaft in hand and she shook her head "nuh uh... your turn" she snapped her fingers and pointed at her moist slit and Feugen chuckled and knelt down and got to work.

Iris made her way to the front line. She was supposed to be met by a scouting party but as she got closer and closer to the river front with no sign of anyone from the tribe... her hackles started to raise. Her ears twitched as she listened to the darkness and then she felt it. The dark and ominous presence ahead of her. She stiffened and she grabbed her spear. She almost started to retreat but her ears twitched again. She looked off to the side as though listening. Slowly... her ears lowered back but she nodded. She relaxed and straightened up, stepping forward through the brush to the river front and the bridge beyond.

Bodies littered the ground. A handful of Kingdom soldiers, brought down by arrows or blades. But the others were tribal warriors. Many were similar, but a handful were circled around a single figure on the bridge... those bodies appeared shriveled and charred, as though drained of life and burned.

"So tell me" the figure called as she stepped onto the bridge and approached "did you see this coming?"

"Does it matter?" she replied as she approached. She looked at the bodies around her and then back at him. "I thought you didn't believe in magic anyway... Bane..." she growled softly.

"Ohhh I've come to gain an appreciation for it" he replied, lifting his head. He was just as ugly as she remembered. His left eye was still marked with the nasty burn River had given him so many years ago, his eye still the ugly blind white. He wore a dark cloak but he removed something from it slowly. It was a spear of sorts, gold of course, because it was Bane's spear and everything had to boast his newfound Kingship. But there was a violet crystal set in it just behind the blade itself. He grinned and twirled the spear in his paw "I've been looking forward to this moment for quite some time..." Iris shrugged off her own cloak and readied her own spear. Bane blinked and arched a brow "you're really going to fight? When you know the outcome already? Or have you not seen it?"

"Oh I've seen it..." Iris replied "but I'm still going to make you work for it." She smirked and lowered her stance "besides... I'm getting older... My vision isn't as good as it used to be..." She raised her hand and beckoned him forward, taunting him.

"Bitch..." he growled and started forward. He swept the spear up and it glanced off the stone bridge, sending a shower of sparks up that twisted into a leaping flame. Iris was ready though, she whirled about, ducking under the flames and sweeping her own blade out, nearly catching him across the thigh. The tip glanced off his armor as he stepped back and then jabbed quickly for her legs, forcing the wolfess to retreat. He swung up towards her throat but she batted his spear away with the shaft of her own, twisting to the side and swinging up at his face. Bane yelped and stumbled back a step, reaching up to touch his cheek. The very tip of her blade was coated in red. She'd almost taken his other eye.

"What's the matter Bane?" Iris growled with a smirk "losing your confidence? Not so sure of the future anymore?" The male wolf narrowed his eyes and with a snarl and lunged forward, swinging violently. Iris stepped back and blocked blow after blow but every strike was now accompanied by violet flames that erupted from the spear's jewel. She didn't know how, but the bastard had acquired some rather strong magic. The flames singed at her shoulders and arms, making her wince before one final blow broke her spear and slashed her shoulder open. She staggered back and collapsed to one knee, panting softly and glaring at him.

He stood before her and glared right back, a smirk forming on his lips. "That's right... kneel before your King. That's where you belong as a bitch..." He whirled his spear around and raised it up to strike "You know... you're not good enough for that honor... you're just a dog... and it's time to put you down..." As he went to lunge she grabbed up the tip of her spear and swung...

She felt the blade of his spear pierce her chest and her own slid up between his thighs. Bane howled in agony as he stumbled back, clutching his groin. "Y... You FUCKING BITCH!" he snarled at her.

Iris grinned even as blood welled up in her maw and spilled down her chin. "Who's the bitch now?..."

Bane panted heavily, snarling menacingly at her "laugh while you can... Death... will not be the salvation you desire..." He stepped forward again and grabbed the spear. The violet jewel suddenly burst into a brilliant light. Iris' eyes snapped open and her entire body went rigid. She felt her skin start to grow cold... darkening even under her silky black fur. She stared at him and then at the jewel, shaking more and more and trying to escape it's pull. She could see Silver in the distance... trying to reach her desperately... but with a scream the amber-eyed wolfess' body burst into a brilliant amber light... that was drawn into the spear and sucked into the violet stone.

Bane lifted it up and let the charred corpse fall to the bridge. He glared at the forest and a smirk formed on his lips. "You're next..." he growled softly. With that he turned and started back across the bridge, limping as he attempted to heal the damage done to his malehood. Silver watched him go from the bridge and then turned back towards the village. She had hoped... but now that things were starting to unfold. She knew the truth. She knew the price that would be paid before this was all over.