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Trace was in the most comfortable carriage she had ever laid her eyes on, riding in silence. A sleepy Princess had her paw held and was snoozing peacefully on her shoulder.

The entourage of guards and patrolmen since doubled after the attack. After her attack... Along her side rode one such. Dressed in the typical patrolman armour, light me

missaglias cuirass, light plates over the thighs and shins. Nothing on the arms or face at all, he looked like he was wearing half a uniform. He looked very young.

Nearly too young to be a patrolman. He had grey fur but it was a bright grey. Trace could tell from the way he moved he had never been in a real fight. Must be a new recruit.

"Hey...you're the new Royal Protector right?"

He asked her, innocently.

"I...guess I am, now."

"wow...I never thought I would be on the same side as one of your kind."

"Of my kind?" Trace shot the young wolf a glare

"No offense! I'm a peasant too. By birth...I hoped one day I could be the Royal Protector."

"Sorry for lifting your job, friend." Trace gave him a half hearted shrug.

"No I know you would be better at it than me, this is actually my first assignment. Can you believe it? Escorting the Princess. One to tell the guys, huh?"

"They sent a rookie to guard a Princess?"

"Yeah! Is it weird...?"

"You would think they would have your best guarding the most important person in the kingdom."

"I don't know about that...I just thought they wanted me to prove myself."

"Guess you fucked it though, didn't ya kid?"

"I...we got her back!"

"I got her back."

Well Trace also stole her in the first place but that's a little secret.

"Y-yeah but, you brought her...you got her back, okay. but she's ours now."

"Is that right?"

"Okay she's yours too, Uh. Sorry...Were on the same team. What's mine is yours. I'm not trying to steal your glory or anything."

"That's what I thought."

Trace leaned back into the comfy leathers of the coach, tail wrapped around the Princess in a peasant's dress.

"What's your name, kid?"

"Johnny, or Patrolman Johnny Secil if you need it formal."

"Tracey Wicker. Trace is fine, don't worry i'm no grass."

"A grass?"

"A...oh my god. A rat, a tattletail, a fink."

"Oh! Oh thank you, My Lady. Forgive my impropriety."

"I'm no royalty, kid."

"In the Patrolman's Guide, it says that 'any member of the royal bloodline or their personal guards shall be given a title befitting their status'"

"Well i'm not the official Royal Protector yet. Doesn't there need to be a ceremony or some such?"

"I'm not sure, My Lady. I've never even met one before."

"Alright fine. If it makes you feel better. Tell me something though, how do you get off leaving the woman you're pledged to protect by herself while you go

to a brothel?"

"I feel so terrible...its just the captain said it was okay."

"Let me tell you something, you don't ever leave her side unless she tells you to, you understand? I don't care if god himself lowered onto the road in front

of us and asked for you personally, you ask for her permission first, understood?"

"Yes, Milady. Im sorry."

"fine then, now that's out of the way. Tell me, do you think the captain is really fit for his role?"

"The...I was taught never to speak ill of my-"

"Boy, don't test my patience."

"...he doesn't do much. Whether its the drink or the locals."

"Thank you, patrolman."

"Yes...am I in trouble, Milady?"

"Maybe, once I talk to your friends here and get their stories too. If you're telling the truth, though. You'll be fine."

"Of course, I would never lie to you Milady."

"See to it you don't, and you and I will get along well."

"Mmnrf"...The princess stretched and yawned.

"Good morning beautiful" Trace offered.

"Hey...are we there yet?"

"I don't know where the hell we are, you tell me."

The carriage was surrounded by evergreen trees on all sides as far as the eye could see, and the cobblestone road of the city had turned to dirt.

"looks like we're almost home...have you ever seen a castle before?"

"No...I always dreamed of robbing one, though."

"Mmmhm. Okay, so we'll come up to the gate. I'll talk to the guards, then we'll be home. There no real high society things you need to worry about yet."

"No training?"

"Not yet, I want you to get settled first then we can work up to that. Introduce you to everyone and such."

"Would they care about us? Not us but you know 'us'"

"If they do I'll throw em out of the castle myself."

"Heh...awesome."

"God I hate wearing clothes...this dress is so damn itchy. Why does nobody ever make something as comfortable as fur?"

"If it's bothering you that much, you can take it off. Im sure nobody would mind. Its your home, isn't it? Oh...oh shit. I guess that would be weird if you live with your

dad."

"No I don't. Father lives in another castle. A 'grand architecture' of wolven design, back in the homeland."

"two castles...sheesh."

"I'm not sure if i'm comfortable with that, anyway. There's a lot of young male wolves in my palace guard..."

"I'm just saying, whatever you want to do."

"You're a fox, how do you all deal with sex among young adults? If I were to traipse around in just my fur, half my guard would be immobile in a lonely corridor

somewhere just tossing off."

"Uh. Well for us, that kind of stuff just eventually stops happening. Once they get used to seeing you like that it just becomes kind of routine. The first time I saw

a wolf knot someone back at the Poppy I thought it was crazy. Now it happens so often I don't even pay any attention."

"Really? Hm...worth thinking about."

"Im behind you, if it would make you more comfortable."

"It definitely would. I...I hate every piece of clothing I own so much....Father says i'm not allowed to wear anything else but the clothes he bought for me."

"Wait...what. Why?"

"They look like what my mother would wear."

"Ew!...That's kind of fucked up."

"I hate it."

"Well...look."

Trace leaned over and gave her her lover a quick peck on the cheek.

"If that would make you happier than I say do it, who cares what horny mutts think."

"Okay...I'll think about it, thanks..."

"Open up, we've got the princess back!"

The wolf guards towards the front were beckoning the carriage through into the inner castle. The first thing that hit Trace was it was a lot smaller

than she had imagined. They passed through a gate, in a wall about 20 meters high into the castle grounds proper. Guards and servants milled about heading to and fro.

Tha main building dominated the center. Less a castle more a very tall tower. Wide enough to fit 6 or so Poppy brothels at the base, and tapering off to to a flat

roof that no doubt provided a very nice view of the surrounding forest.

"Impressive, huh?"

"Holy shit, princess...Eva. My Lady. Whatever..."

The tower was flanked on all sides by smaller buildings, kitchen staff and smoke could be seen at one nearest to the east wall. A more humble guards quarters was situated

near the gate they came in surrounded by smaller dwellings. Probably officers quarters there, in the west was long wooden houses. Servants quarters probably.

"This is crazy..."

"What do you want to see first? I can take you to see my captain of the guard. He'll be training you eventually, I can take you to my mate, and I can take you to my room

which will be your room until we get yours furnished."

"I don't mind that."

"I had a feeling you wouldn't he he."

Trace opened the door and stepped out, jogging along to Eva's side, she opened the door for her mate and extended a paw.

"Oh...so you have had some formal education?"

Gleefully, Eva took the paw and was lifted out of the carriage by the the lovely fox paws.

"Nah, just into chivalry."

"So, where to?"

"Let's get the hard one out of the way first, let's go see your cap'n"

"Mmm. Naturally."

Eva took Trace by the paw and led her towards the gate, past curious servants and eyebrow-raised guards.

"Look, he's the big one there. Black fur."

The 'big one' was berating a line of patrolmen in the same gear as Johnny from before. They were at attention, tails stiffed, he was walking around them giving them hell.

Trace noticed she recognized a few faces from the entourage that escorted her back...No, this was everyone that escorted her back. Noticeably absent though, was the old

'captain' that led Eva's guards.

"...Lost her. Like she was a damned coin that fell out of your pocket? What do you dumb mutts have to say for yourselves?"

Silence.

"That's what I thought, all of you should be ashamed."

"Rex!"

"Oh-"

Rex apparently finally noticed the girls.

"He wasn't kidding"

"He?"

Rex held up a paw in apology

"Pardon me, milady. When your courier came back with the news you had chosen a fox as your Royal Protector, I assumed the man drunk."

Eva crossed her arms.

"Ah and this must be her, Captain Rex at your service, Milady." He gave the girls a bow. Only now that Trace get a good look at the man's armour. It was much more ornate, and covered him head to paw.

Mostly black, with a red cotton sash down the middle, and some type of flower adorning the sash.

"Hey there, Cap'n"

"You have been chosen for a very important position, young lady. Royal Protectors are esteemed by the crown. Only the most trusted of individuals get that honor."

"So I've been told."

"Now I must warn you, should you have wormed yourself into our fair lady's good graces only to do her harm from inside, I will show you no quarter."

"With all due respect Captain, and I do mean with all due respect...go fuck yourself."

"Captain really, she had a chance to kill me when we were alone in the woods and she didn't. She has my full trust."

"I suppose so. Forgive me, I have been on the watch for potential threats for so long."

Eva nudged into her mate's side.

"He was my mother's Royal Protector, once."

"I guess it's alright, i'm just a little sick of people giving me shit because im a fox."

"I suppose that would be difficult to adjust to, once more I offer apologies. My species can be a bunch of damn fools sometimes."

He put emphasis on that last bit, making sure it was loud enough for his troop to hear.

"Speaking of, what have you got planned for these idiots?"

"Half rations for a month, and double physical until I feel like they had enough. And whatever else I want."

Trace spoke up.

"Except that one."

"Excuse me?"

"That one there, the grey fur. It was his first job, he was just following the orders of his commander. He didn't know any better."

"Hm...is that true, son? They had you guarding a princess for your first assignment?"

The nervous wolf bit his lower lip, and, voice breaking, let out a quiet "Sir, yes sir"

"I see...well you still screwed up, but given the circumstances I think I can let you off with a warning to never. Ever. Even think about abandoning your job again.

Is that clear, boy?"

"Sir, yes sir."

"Fine then now, Lady Wicker, I shall expect you at my quarters in the morning. Assassins won't wait for you to settle in before they attack."

"Fine by me. Wouldn't want to get bored behind these walls, anyway."

Something stuck out in Trace's mind though. Rex said "they had you guarding a princess" as if he wasn't the one giving the orders. Interesting...

"Now I must ask you two to leave us. Mister Secil, you are dismissed as well. The rest of you, on the ground and brace for physical training."

"Come on..."

Eva tugged Trace's sleeve and the pair walked back towards the tower.

"Where now?"

"I kinda wanna meet your mate, if you wouldn't mind."

"Mmm I was hoping you would say that."

Trace was led towards the tower, specifically towards a chain link fence that extended between the eastern wall and the tower.

"A fence? You got half your castle fenced off?"

"Were not really supposed to cross it. Father says that half of the castle is where most of the fighting took place."

"the fighting?"

"When he took it from you people. Foxes."

"Oh...I thought you built this place."

"Im sorry I should have warned you."

"Its whatever, you didn't have a hand in it."

"Anyway, my mate lives on that side come on. We can get over here..."

The North wing of what used to be a castle was a ruin. There were toppled buildings, burned out stone huts. Its clear this place used to be the center.

Blood stains marred a few walls, there were some wooden huts towards the far north still standing. A second tower stood here, smaller, obscured from view by the one to the south.

Stone blackened by age old fire.

"My god...how long ago was this...?"

"The fighting? Before I was born."

"It's so...the atmosphere here is so different. I can't explain it."

"I know what you mean, Trace. About these old buildings. It feels like we're being watched, right? Not in the fun way, either."

"Your mate lives here?"

"Not here exactly, just through here, come on"

Trace was led through blackened huts and shifting stones to a crack in the wall, farthest to the north. Curiously unguarded.

"Through there?"

Nod.

"You would think they would post guards back here, with how exposed this place is."

"I think Rex just tried to forget it all."

The hole in the wall opened to the evergreen forest they passed by on their way in. Ravens cawed in the distance, a bit of windchill in the air.

"Okay...so before I call him, whatever happens or whatever you feel like you need to do, I won't be mad, okay?"

"Sure Eve. I can control myself, though."

"Okay just...I've never introduced him to anyone before."

Eva clicked her tongue a few times, and after a few moments a very angry, raven black furred feral wolf stepped out from the brush. Eyes fixed on Trace.

"Easy boy...shes a friend. See."

Eva wrapped her arms around her lover, and pulled her into a kiss, surprising the on-edge fox.

"Eve!"

"Shh. Just hold me."

The feral had stopped its growling and was now regarding the pair with a tilted head and raised ears.

"see...she's not hurting anyone..."

"What's uh...whats his name?"

"Rey. Like Reyven. After the great general."

"I wouldn't know..."

Rey stepped forward and nosed Trace's paw, lifting it up onto his head.

"See, he likes you."

"Or maybe he smells you on my paw."

"hehe, maybe."

Carefully, Trace began to pet the feral on the head.

He nuzzled into her leg

"Okay big fella maybe you aren't so bad."

He gently nipped her thigh, not breaking through the leather but enough to mean to mean something.

"Isn't he just the best..."

Eve leaned back against the castle wall and sat down, beckoning the wolf to come over. He followed happily, and rested his head in her lap.

"Okay I admit it, he's kind of cute."

Trace sat next to her girlfriend.

"In a deadly beast sort of way."

"I just think he's cute period."

Eve rested her head on Trace's shoulder absentmindedly pet her feral.

"So you just come out here to do this?"

"Yeah...I like when he does this, just lays there and lets me pet him."

"I was expecting him to jump you and try to mount you, honestly."

"I told you i'm not just with him for sex..."

"Yeah...good point."

"Sometimes he gets like that though, one time a few weeks ago as soon as I crawled out of that hole he was mounting me and trying to get off on my back. I wasn't even

naked, heh heh."

"Hmph. Good to know..."

"This doesn't bother you does it? Sharing me with a feral?"

"Nah. I'm not really threatened by him, no offense big guy."

"Oh thank you so much...I would imagine having someone I would share him with a lot."

"Whatever makes you happy, babe."

"You make me so sooo happy."

Trace pecked her lover on the cheek.

"So how do you guys, uh...do it?"

"Well I typically disrobe, and he takes that as the signal to just do whatever he wants. Usually im on all fours and he's rutting me like the sexy beast he is, sometimes

i'm on my back and I can kiss him while he...does his thing."

"Sounds like fun."

"You want to try? I can-"

"No. I appreciate it sweetheart but i'm not really...ready for that yet."

"Its okay heh. I'm just happy you're here with me...you know, you remind me of him alot."

"I do? Is that a compliment?"

"Of course, ya silly fox. You have that seem...freedom feeling about you. Like an aura. You both just do whatever you want and damn the consequences."

"I just...stole because I didn't know how to do anything else that would get me what I want."

"Like him! He doesn't know how to cook or anything, just how to hunt."

"...huh. Point. You do have a funny way of lookin at things."

"So you keep telling me..."

"I admire it, you're different from all those cut from the same cloth folk."

"Aw...foxy, that's really sweet."

"Nah just speakin my mind."

"oooh. I love that about you, your honesty, you're very steadfast. But you were a thief...? You're an enigma to me and I love it."

"I've been called many things in my career princess, but never that."

"Oh shush...You're a very beautiful woman and damn anyone who says different."

"You might be condemning half the beggars quarter, there."

"Then so be it, I like my girlfriend."

Rey pressed his snout into Eva's lap and whined.

"and my boyfriend too..."

Rey pawed at her lap, and stood up.

"I think he wants more than just to be liked..."

"Oh gosh, trace do you mind if I let him mount me right now? I hope it's not too weird for you..."

"Nah go ahead. Kinda curious to see how this works honestly."

"ah- thank you"

Eva stood, turned to face the wall and began to slide out of her shaggy peasants wear, never having redressed since they got back she still wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Rey was having none on it however, as soon as the dress dropped below her hips, he was on her, pressing her up against the wall and furiously humping the air trying to

find his mark

The impact of being tossed against a wall knocked the breath out of her, but she still retained enough sense to try and angle the poor beasts cock with a free paw.

From her position, Trace was entranced. Particularly with the beasts equipment. It looked just like a renard's albeit...much larger and currently attempting to spear her mate.

Eva had to fight her feral mate's instincts, but she managed to grip the sheathe well enough to angle it to her nethers.

The weight of a large feral male rutting a willing female pressed on her back and Rey found his mark.

Rey rested his head to the side of the princess's. She felt the hot breaths of a canine hit the back of her neck as he began to rut her in earnest.

He fucked her energetically, as is typical of ferals. His forepaws fell to either of the princess's hips, attempting to stop her wiggling.

Eve was in ecstasy. She rested her muzzle on the castle walls and stared to the sky, tongue lolling out her maw.

Absentmindedly, she curled her tail around her lovers mid-section and reached down to take the ferals right paw in her own.

There was a gentle nip on her neck as the bit, not out of the desire to cause pain, more of a way to mark his territory.

His property.

Eva moaned with his animalistic humps, determined as he was to knot his bitch. It felt good to provide relief to one of the most beautiful creatures of the forest...

Trace was sitting cross legged and watched the pair curiously. She had never seen such a...lusty display. Even back at the Poppy. This type of love making

was something different. Maybe she really was...

"Oh yes..."

Rey had dragged eve down the wall to where she was kneeling against it now, quite literally fucking her into the ground.

His breathing quickened, and he dug his muzzle into Eva's neck.

Eva squeezed his paw harder in kind.

Then, something seemed to take the feral over. He drug himself off of his bitch and pushed her over, knocking her into a bewildered fox's lap.

"Wha...?"

She flipped over, on her back. But she didn't have time to question as he was on her again, and pressing his muzzle to hers.

She fell under his weight and affections, locking lips and tying tongues with the feral as he penetrated her once more, and planted his forepaws on her breasts holding her in place.

The wolf princess could do nothing but take it as the larger, heavier beast had his way with her once more.

She couldn't move at all under his weight. Not that she wanted to, the way he had her pinned excited her even more.

"I love you Rey..."

Rey gave her neck a few licks in return, as he picked up the pace of his now sporadic humping and pistoned his knot forward, tying him to his mate.

"Rey! Nnf."

Eva bit her lips as the feral gently humped her as he wound himself down, as you do. He was just working out how much he missed her...

"Is he done already?"

"For now, he just knotted me. God, I love knots..."

Rey licked the princess's cheek.

"I love you too, boy. He he."

"That was quick."

"Oh he's not really done yet. Its usuall- oonnff..."

Rey pulled himself out of his mate, and trotted up, resting his still cum leaking cock on her face. Specifically, her nose. Giving her that lovely smell of male need...

Taking the hint, she pulled the tip into her maw and began to suck him dry.

"Jesus...does he have a thing for oral? Can ferals have fetishes?"

Eva did her best to speak around the feral cock in her maw. "mhhhmnnnumm"

"Huh...you're a weird one boy, you know?"

"Ruff!"

He barked a happy bark and wagged his tail at that.

"Can...can you understand me?"

...

No reaction.

"Wild..."

A few minutes passed with audible sounds of swallowing coming from eve as trace pet and played with the feral wolf's ears.

"MMmah. There you go sweetie, nice and clean."

Finishing him off, Eva scooted herself out from under her lover and back against the castle wall, next to her other lover.

"Isn't he something, trace?"

"I'll admit. Hes a very unique feral."

"mmhm yeah. That's not all he likes either, watch this."

Eve lifted one of her hind paws to the ferals muzzle, causing him to take a few whiffs then beginning to lick around her toes.

Eve giggled at the sensation.

"Amazing...he's into your paws?"

"Uh huh, look if you want him to get hard again, all you have to do is..."

Softly, Eve lifted her free hind paw to the ferals sheathe, and began to rub it, with difficulty.

It was amazing, trace had to admit. She watched the feral become aroused once more. Getting hard from Eve's rubbing.

"Like a real male, right?" Eve giggled once more at the ferals reaction.

"Yeah, like a real male..."

With practiced precision, eve brought both of her hindpaws to the feral's sheathe, cupped them around it, and gently stroked upward

until the male got the hint and began to hump her paws.

"See, i'm so good at getting ferals off, I can do it with no forepaws. In case you want me to do anything else with my forepaws..."

"Thanks babe but...i'm content with watching for now."

"mmm suit yourself."

Trace wrapped an arm around her lover, and the two cuddled together, watching Rey have his hindpaw fun.

"You really love him huh..."

"Mhm! He's the best."

"I can see. You know alot about him..."

"Yeah..."

"Do you think he can understand us?"

"Sometimes it seems like it, doesn't it?"

Eve pressed her paws around the new knot forming at the base of the male's sheathe, eliciting a pleasurable growl from him.

"I'm still amazed ferals can have fetishes."

"Well if he's into anthro girls, he must be a bit of a freak." Eve teased.

"Nah, yer hotness just transcends species barriers."

"Mmm...Foxy, hehe"

Eva leaned into her partner and chuckled as the feral picked up speed.

"Gosh, look at him go..."

"He must of really missed you."

"That or, he likes to show off for the new girl."

"Heh heh. Well i'm flattered big fella."

Eve moved a hindpaws to his tip to let him hump against, and rested her other on his sheathe.

"Have you ever jerked off a male, foxy?"

"Forepaws, sure. Hindpaws is a new one for me."

Rey knotted once more, and came on Eve's paw. She ran her free one up and down his sheathe as she helped him wind down from his increasingly tepid spurts of feral love

and let her paw at his tip soak up all he had to give. Inevitably causing some run-off...

"One time I let him do that while I read a book!"

"Jesus...how long have you been with him?"

"Years. It's...quite the tale."

"Well i'm interested. You seem to care for each other."

"Mmm. Trace.... So, years ago. I forgot exactly when, but I was just a girl. I had crawled out here and was crying my heart out. I forget why.

Then he came out of the woods, materialized from the ether or something. I thought he was gonna eat me but he just nuzzled into my neck and sat with me

while I cried."

"Hm."

"So ever since then we've been thick as thieves, no offense."

"Hah...none taken."

"Are you ready to head inside?"

"Yeah its kinda cold out here..."

"Would you lead me back? I don't want anyone to smell me like this. Im like some harlot."

"There's a backdoor to the tower, here."

The tower in question was the same one that dominated the castle grounds and bisected the fence, still as imposing as ever.

"Is there anyone in there?"

"Just my few best servants. They won't bother us and they won't talk."

The girls spoke in whispers.

Slowly, Trace creaked the heavy wooden door open, and held it for her girlfriend.

"Come on!"

Eva beckoned with a tail swish and confidently strode into the torch-lit hallway. Dutifully, Trace followed behind.

"Ludmilla! I've returned!"

Eve called into the darkness, her queerie answered by the distant padding of unshoed paws.

"Oh, Your Ladyship I was worried sick!" She held her dress up as she made her down the spiral staircase at the center of the tower.

Ludmilla was a girl about Eva's age from the look of her. Grey fur, curious green eyes, but dressed in a ramshackle cloth thing that hardly looked barely less coarse than

the stone she was standing on.

"Hi Ludie"

"Oh...my lady, your finery." Ludmilla gestured towards her exposed fur...

Eva's bare fur reflected the glow of the torches exceptionally well, from Trace's view anyway.

"Don't worry about it. Just got ripped up on some of the ruins outside."

"You know your father says you shouldn't be out there! Oh goodness, come with me lets get you cleaned up. Did anyone see you like this?"

"No, Ludie this is my girlfriend and new Royal Protector Trace. Trace, this is my best friend!"

"Oh!" Ludmilla noticed Trace standing in the doorway. "Oh...Charmed, My Lady." She offered a very formal and practiced curtsy.

"How ya doin?"

"Um. Well, thank you. May I steal Our Lady for a quick bath?"

"Sure, I guess. Mind if I take a look around?"

"This tower is just for the princess. Im sorry, you will have to wait-"

"Yes it's fine, Trace. My chambers are on the top floor, library midsection. Kitchen and utilities are directly above us. She's my new Royal Protector, Ludie. Everywhere I go, she goes."

"As you wish..."

'Ludie' Led Trace's new girlfriend up the spiral staircase and out of sight leaving her alone, and itching to explore the rest of the massive tower.

Trace skipped past the lower levels, maybe more servants lived there. That would be an awkward conversation. Instead she went on to the upper levels, up a good few flights

to the very roof of the tower.

Trace had wanted to see what it looked like from up there since she got here.

It was a hell of a climb, but Trace was no stranger to that. She had climbed sheer walls with nothing but her paws before.

In no time, she was there, the trap door leading outside gave way, and she stepped into the light.

It took a moment for her eyes to adjust but there she was, on the highest building she ever had been surrounded by miles of evergreen.

My god she really was in the middle of a massive forest. Massive! She couldn't even see the city from here. There was a breeze up here, a very strong wind. The chill

got through Trace's relatively light fur with ease. She approached the edge, her fall prevented by a waist high wall made of the same black stone as the rest of the tower.

She nervously peered over the edge...

You could still see the castle denizens milling about from this height, going to and fro doing their daily routines. The road they came in on left to the south.

Distant shapes moved along the road, patrols maybe.

Trace stood here for a short while, and just took a moment to reflect. How she had got to this point, how she had got her new mate. How her new mate had another,

decidedly more animalistic mate. How she didn't really mind...all things considered. Well, Trace was a little jealous but she could suppress it.

If her mate was mated to a feral...did that mean she was mated to a feral? Did it really matter?

She inhaled deeply, and smiled.

No, it didn't.

After a little while, Trace found her way back into the tower proper. The only other place here that interested her was the library.

And what a library it was, it took up roughly a third of the tower. from halfway up right to the princess's door. Rows of books lined the

shelves, So much so that Trace didn't even know where to start. Luckily, a helpful little note was left on a table by the entrance.

"F5-MYSTERY

F6-ROMANCE

F7-ADVENTURE

F8-//////

*Horror has been removed at our Lady Brigg's request. F-8 now holds a collection of textbooks on various subjects.

Of particular interest, Alchemy, Blacksmithing, Medicine, Carpentry, Furnishing, Military Tactics and several volumes on the introduction of firearms into warfare"

"Not a fan of scares, babe...?"

Trace picked a chair. Comfy and leather, and sat down with something from the romance section. "The Poet and the Trollop"

"Tracey!?"

Before she could start however, she was interrupted by her lover.

"Sixth floor!"

"Oh, there you are."

Eva entered from the same door as Trace, still in nothing but her fur. But remarkably shiny fur it was, her usual bright white was now positively radiating light.

"Whoah..."

"What do you think?"

Eva struck a pose, she pushed her leg out, and rested her forepaws on her hips.

"Am I hot, or what?"

"Im a fan..."

"He he, god I love just showing off my fur! I get all tingly when people look. Oh, what're you reading?"

Eva innocently strode over and sat down in her lovers lap, cuddling up against her.

Trace wrapped her arms around her mate and kissed her neck.

"Nothing yet, I was about to start."

"I've read every book on this floor. I have a couple favorites in my room if you want to read those!"

"Maybe later."

Trace gave her lover another kiss on the cheek.

"Okay, whatever you want, foxy..."

"Sheesh princess its like you're trying to get me to have my way with you..."

"Oh no, how awful that would be! Oh, woe would be me. To be held at the paws of my sexy Royal Protector and forced to serve her! The ultimate betrayal! The ultimate

irony! The ultimate... Eva paused her speech for a moment. "The ultimate orgasm, probably"

Trace tugged on her leather collar.

"You know I have a few things in my chambers we can use to make it funner, I know you probably feel left out after that attention I gave Rey."

"I want to but i'm kind of sore a little. Your tongue did a good bit of work last time."

"Oh...oh gosh im sorry, I got carried away huh?"

Eva looked back to her mate with a pouty expression.

"Little bit..."

"Sorry foxy...i'm probably not helping by being just in my bare fur here, am I?"

"Oh no that's okay. Most of the time I've seen you you've been nude. Its pretty normal for me by now, but when you're grinding up against my crotch in my lap

giving me those 'fuck me' eyes I get a little horny off it."

"he he okay okay no more teasing. Until Tomorrow. Then i'm gonna spend half the day getting railed by you."

"nnnf"

"Okay that's the last one! I swear."

The pair cuddled and made small talk before retiring to the princess's chambers.

The most prominent thing about that place was the bed. It was huge, bigger than trace had ever seen, Enough to fit both of them with plenty of room left for a few more

were they so inclined. The room was lit by a fireplace, probably stoked by Ludmilla in preparation for their arrival.

Trace set to shedding her gear while her lover made herself comfortable.

"Quite the room, princess."

"Thanks...You look much better without all that thiefy stuff on you know. Your fur is beautiful."

"Thank you! You're one to talk..."

Eventually, after much teasing. After a lot of teasing. A whole hell of a lot of teasing, the two found themselves nude and cuddling under the princess's thick comforter.

"Foxy...do you think i'm...royalty material?"

"...Honest opinion, or you want my opinion as your girlfriend?"

"Honest."

"I don't know enough about you to decide."

"...fair enough."

"But I know you're loyal to your people. I figure, that puts you up above a lot of these usual noble types."

"Thanks...goodnight foxy."

"G'night."

"I love you."

"Whoah what!?"

"Oh...is that. bad? do you not?" Eva kept her body still and turned to the side. Afraid to breathe, almost.

"Uh. It's...just a little sudden is all. We've only been together, like, a week."

"Yeah but...don't you feel it too? If you don't I...I understand."

"Princess it...it's not that simple. You have to...take your time with..."

Trace lost her own arguments to herself. She had to admit, in the short time she spent with Eva, she had been the happiest shes ever been.

"With what?"

..."I love you, too."

"Oh! Foxy i'm so...oh I could almost cry!"

"But we have to be careful about this, if we move too fast we might get tired of each other."

"Oh, I'd never get tired of you! mmm. Goodnight, My Love..."

Sigh..."Goodnight..."

Trace wrapped her arms around her lover and hugged her tight.

Trace awoke, in her lovers bed. But it was not the same. For one, her princess was not here.

For another, it was cold. There was no fire in the fireplace nor was there ever evidence of there being one.

Trace crawled out of bed. She was still nude from the night before and wrapped her arms around herself for warmth.

The chill of this place bit into her.

Briefly, it occurred to her she may be dreaming.

She approached the door. That heavy wooden castle door was locked from the outside! impossible. There was no lock on the outside!

When trace turned back to the bed, the entire room had vanished. In its place was a white bed, and blinding white as far as the eye could see. It didn't seem like light

you could make out defined walls in the sea of white, but that's all she could see. All except for...a white bed at the center. With someone...white furred in it.

"Princess?"

"Do I look like your girlfriend?"

The voice was soft and feminine, but unmistakably male.

The figure to whom it belonged to stepped out, and stood in front of trace.

Yes, trace could confirm the figure was definitely male. She could make his sheathe out. But...he had very feminine hips. Cute eyelashes. Everything but his sexual

equipment was as feminine as you could get. He had whiskers too...a fox? No...not a fox. 9 bright white tails spread from his rear. It was a kitsune.

A fox deity. One of those worshipped by her people...

"No...you don't"

"Tracey Wicker, aren't you a curious sort?"

"...What? Where am I?"

"See, questions. Ah, predictable. But i'm more interested in what you do in situations that are less mundane."

The kitsune paced in circles around her.

"What do you want? who are you"

"Now now, slow down. You mortals are so often rushing. Welcome to my home, I have been called many names over the years but the one you may know me as is 'The Weaver."

"..."

"Nothing? Pity. I'm almost offended, but I must settle my pride. Your type were always fickle."

"What do you want with me!?"

"Very well, must you rush so often, even in my presence...I seek...you."

"Specifically, you. You interest me. Someone who kidnaps a princess, becomes their most trusted confident, and falls in love with them over the span of a week

must be a very special person indeed. You advanced your social status so very fast. I wonder though, why you did it?"

Trace glared at her captor.

"Is it, for wealth? Do you plan to rob her blind when you get a chance? For lust? She's quite the firebrand, I've seen. Do you

have a more grand ambition, I wonder, do you plan on toppling her government from the inside? or is it something, dare I say, pure-hearted and philanthropic?"

Do you mean to use your new status to help those of our species in need? Or maybe...you really do love her?"

"It's...vrrr. It's none of your business..." Trace shivered.

"Perhaps not, but we make a habit of sticking our nose where it doesn't belong, hm? You wouldn't be in this situation if you kept to yourself."

Silence.

"You know, there are many choices coming your way in the future, ones I will watching. I expect you won't dissapoint."

"...Why?"

"Entertainment. Speaking of, most of the people I invite here are male. You should be honored."

"Woopdy shit."

"So you may see, my form is more to please a male but...I think I can work with you."

"What?"

"Accept my gift, allow me to ravish you and in return I will offer you something which will undoubtably make these next few months easier."

"...what gift?"

"You don't know? I bestow my favoured with a special talisman. One that carries very ancient magic. That ring.... It will do."

"I...don't understand. No, I have to decline."

"No!...I can sense your greed."

The kitsune stood in front of Trace and lifted a forepaw to her cheek.

"You're very unique...not many vixens could accomplish what you have in so little time. Take the gift, my love."

"I...don't..."

"Imagine what we could accomplish together...you may shape the destiny of our species as you see fit. I only ask for but a few moments with you in return..."

The kitsune took both of her paws in his own and looked her in the eyes.

"I..."

"Whatever you want, you could make the world your own. For you or for your mate..."

...

"I can't! I would be cheating!"

"Your mate has a male on the side, it should be fair for you to have one, as well."

"...I get to...I could make life better? For everyone?"

"If you want, my love."

"...Okay...just...for everyone else's sake."

"A female hasn't interested me as much as you in thousands of years..."

The kitsune brushed his paw over her nose, and she was thrown back. A strong gust of wind slammed her into the one of the white walls of the room and knocked her breath out of her.

Thrown to her knees, she looked up to The Weaver standing over her, bright red fox cock erect and dripping on her nose.

Taking the hint, she opened her maw and felt his length fill out her cheeks.

It tasted normal. The same musk from any other male, the same metallic taste. Trace looked up and met the eyes of the deity having his way with her throat.

"It was made for this you know."

His paw pressed down on her head and she was forced to deepthroat.

"I made fox maws perfect for oral pleasure."

"Mnnnm?"

"You can fit my cock effotlessly, and when pleasing another female, the shape of it would feel better than any knot ever could...especially that cold nose."

"ggglk"

Trace planted her forepaws on the male's thighs, desperately attemtping to curb the way he was throat fucking her unprepared maw.

She closed her eyes. She wasn't enjoying this. Just let him finish, then she could help so many...

"You're such a beautiful specimen of our species..."

He had stopped thrusting, and was now pressing her head down onto his knot. Apparently expecting her to start. She had no choice but to comply.

She began to travel up and down the cock, sucking and kissing. Not out of love like she would with her mate, she just wanted him to finish quickly.

She started licking then, at the base, lapping at the knot to let herself breathe then up she moved to the tip finishing off with a pec on it.

And then back to sucking. She reached a paw up to fondle the creature's testicles, only for it to be batted away. Apparently he didn't like that.

"focus on the shaft...you were made for this, my love."

She focused on the shaft, her maw worked tirelessly.

Somehow the kitsune's tails had found their way to her nethers, a couple of his began to slowly piston themselves into and out of her cunt. The velvety fur

was a strange but not entirely unwelcome feeling. If she was going to do this, may as well get some pleasure out of it. Despite her earlier pain, she felt none here.

"Yes my love...you are as a fish in water...this is second nature to you."

"Shdduhp fuhckr"

"Its not an insult, its a great compliment. You perform as expected."

Briefly, Trace thought about taking a chunk out of this condescending prick's prick.

The vibrations from her growling at the thought caused not unsubtle moans to come from above her.

Before she could finish him off however, she found herself lifted off the ground, and her maw removed of any knotty intruders.

"Wha...what!?"

Her maw was quickly filled out by a tail. four more wrapped around her legs. Two each on each of her arms, holding her against the wall, completely unable to cover herself

and at eye level with her captor.

"Lhmmm dwnnn!"

"Hush my love..."

The kitsune began took his paws, ran them up her hips and licked his lips

"Such beautiful feminine features, why do you hide these, my love? That won't do at all, no no."

"Hwwwt?"

She saw white for a moment...then...Something changed in her. She felt it, like a tingly little switch...

"You have a body you should be proud of..."

"Nmmmmm!"

"Hm...good enough for now. If you're to be my champion you must act the part, my love."

"ahdwnnnn!"

"Now..."

The kitsune's forepaws reached out and took hers, he kept eye contact locked with Trace and leaned into her, pressing their lips together.

Trace could do nothing under the assault of affection she did not wish to be part of.

Mid-kiss, the kitsune rolled his hips foreward and slammed his knot inside her. He caught her resulting exhale in hs mouth, and as soon as she

opened her mouth to breathe he shoved his tongue inside her muzzle.

Trace wanted to bite down, she had gone too far here but she was afraid she would never leave if she angered this male. So there she stayed, locked up in

a brace of fluffy tails, and being ravaged by a being she was nowhere near close to understanding.

Until finaly, he neared his peak.

Trace felt the change of pace, he was like other males in that regard. His thrusting became erratic, his condescending quips came less often.

She bit down on the kitsune's shoulder as he knotted her...It felt...the usual. She had been knotted by males before. This was no different.

Pleasurable, but boring. She missed Eva...

"Good girl..."

Trace opened her eyes and met the kitsune's once more.

"You have done your part, my love. So now I shall do mine."

She tried to speak, but her maw was still blocked by a tail.

The kitsune took her paw in his, and her ring burned hot. She couldn't even see her paw from this angle, she didn't know what changes her ring was going through.

The heat from the ring was nearly unbearable but just when she was on the verge of crying out, it ended. Everything went black.

She opened her eyes.

Back...home? It was dark, in the corner a fire's embers burned their last. She was in bed, it was much warmer here. Eva...She reached an arm around her and held

her close. She was here, and asleep. Was that...just a dream?

Trace stood, and snuck out into the hallway. She had to see...

She lifted her ring to the moonlight coming from a window.

It was a small, imperceptable change to anyone here. Anyone that didn't know exactly what she had engraved on her ring. Anyone that had seen her ring before

wouldn't even be able to tell the difference...but she knew. It was something only she could know.

The feral fox on her ring now had 2 tails instead of one.