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Shadi sat upon the side of the mountain, huddled over herself behind a cluster of boulders as she looked out upon the ancient structure. To say it was simply monolithic wouldn't have done it justice, but she knew as a fact from her research that this wasn't the only one in these lands either! Built before the time of Hyrule, and possibly even the Sheikah themselves, the massive maze was large enough to swallow up an entire town with room to spare.

From a distance, the North Lomei Labyrinth reminded her of a high walled prison, the inside filled with all manner of monsters and beasts, as well as supposedly some still active guardians. Of course, she'd also heard since the calamity had been defeated, many of the guardians had simply fallen dormant, free from Ganon's corrupting influence. Others had simply remained active, attacking anyone and anything that happened to stumble within range of their deadly beam weapons.

Either way, she wasn't about to go risking her hide to find out. She couldn't very well teach anybody anything she'd learned if she were to go off foolishly and get herself killed. She had filled her pages with pictures of the great structure, trying to puzzle out the path through it by following the gaps visible from her vantage point, but no matter how she tried, they never seemed to work out right. There must have been tunnels inside the maze to form the correct path.

Sighing, she packed away her journal, tucking it away before she snapped a few more quick pictures on the Sheikah slate, hefting her pack onto her shoulders when she was done.

If there was more to learn here, it was on the inside of such buildings, and she wasn't about to go sneaking off in the dark to mess with an ancient maze. She might as well have walked up to a Moblin and asked it to beat her silly.

She slipped down the southern side of the mountain, creeping her way down the rocks and back towards the road that ran from east to west, leading off to the Kokiri Forest and the Ancient ruins of Typhlo.

Now that was something she was interested in seeing! The ruins were supposedly perpetually shrouded in darkness after the calamity, and thus, many monsters had opted to make the place their home of sorts. Most people steered well clear of them, and old superstitions ran deep about the place.

Supposedly, it had once been a grand city constructed by the Sheikah. Then, either the calamity had occurred, or something had gone wrong, and the city had become enveloped in a lingering, pitch black fog that refused to dissipate, no matter what was tried. Unfortunately, the records were sketchy on that part, and any records on the matter were likely still inside the ruins. Such a discovery could make her renown grow both here and at home, and honestly, having her name known here might help if she ever did decide she wanted help checking some of the more sketchy ruins, like the temple she'd eyed at the bottom of Tanagar Canyon.

She slid down the last few feet of loose, gravely stone at the bottom of the hill and back onto the soft grassy field beside the road, ready to get a move on. If she was lucky, she could find a good place to set her camp closer to Typhlo before midnight, and make her way into the city come morning.

She hadn't gone more than a few feet when something caused the grass to rustle behind her. In a heartbeat, she had drawn her bow, nocking an arrow from her thigh quiver against the string as she span and dropped to one knee.

The grass behind her stilled, and moved no more. A light breeze blew across her whiskers. A wolf howled in the distance.

Nothing moved.

Slowly, she stood back up, but kept her bow drawn. Perhaps... She was better off cutting through the fields than using the roads. Hyrule was hardly a safe place to be out alone at night, even after the calamity had been defeated.

Careful.

She whipped back around as the thought that was not her own invaded the peace of her mind, a fierce snarl escaping her muzzle.

"Show yourself!" Her bow twanged, and the arrow sailed off into darkness. Again, nothing moved.

She muttered, cursing at herself angrily for being a fool. She was making herself paranoid, and now she had to go and find her arrow in the dark. Even for a feline like her, finding a single arrow in a wide field at night without the light of the moon was a task in itself, and twice, she thought she found it only to stub her toe on a rock or lift a small stick from the grass instead.

"Ah-ha!" she let out the triumphant sound as she tucked the arrow back into her quiver at last, turning to get back on her journey, when something made her stop in her tracks.

The moon was rising. And it was red.

Panic flooded her system. How hadn't she noticed! She'd even brought a callander with the moon cycles for just this reason! Even with the calamity years gone, traces of it's foul corruption lingered, and the blood moon was by far the worst of it. For every time the new formed Hylian guard slayed a beast, each blood moon it would return, no matter what they did, right back to the place it had been when the curse had been made.

She looked around for anything that could serve as a hiding place, a cave, or an outcrop. A town would have been ideal, but all the ones around here were ruins, still not reinhabited by the descendants of those who had once lived there.

Nearby, she saw a foul purple mist congealing in the air, swirling rapidly like a vortex, growing faster and faster and faster until in snapped in on itself, solidifying into the skeletal mass of Stalmoblin, and then another, and a third.

Standing in the open, they spotted her almost immediately. One opened it's boney jaw wide and let out a gasping sound, and instantly, all three were advancing towards her.

Shit.

She raised her bow and fired, knocking the closest one into a pile of bones as she tried frantically to reload her bow, and recall what she knew.

Aim for the head. Once it's detached, hit it again to destroy them. Right. Easier said than done. The Stalmoblins were easily ten feet tall, as much as their flesh and blood counterparts, and at barely five feet, Shadi felt like she was aiming for the moon itself with her bow shots.The second one approached her more cautiously, jabbing at her with a spear that looked more like a misshapen billhook, tring to strike her with the bladed edge.

She turned and nimbly danced out of the way of the clumsy swing, and her arrow struck it in the chest, knocking the entire reanimated beast down into a pile of bones. Dashing forward, she stuck it's clapping head with the heel of her boot, and it disintegrated back into the purple mist.

The third had taken this moment to attack, and she turned just in time to see it nocking and loosing an arrow of its own. She watched as it left the bow, gracefully sailing through the air towards her as if in slow motion.

In fear, she shut her eyes, and waited for the inevitable impact. There was a rush of air, and the arrow clattered down at the feet. She blinked, just as confused looking as the Stalmoblin was, but unlike it, she didn't waste her time. Her arrow flew straight and true, knocking the creature to the ground, where she calmly marched over and finished the two remaining foes with swift strikes from her shortsword.

She camped in the remains of an old hut that night. It wasn't much, but it was tucked away off the road, and the walls and roof sturdy and fixed up enough to at least shield her fire light from outside eyes, and give her a dry patch to sleep on when it began to rain.

She sat with her back against the wall, still playing over the fight in her head. By all rights, she should have been dead. It doesn't make sense... What happened back there? She pondered the question, staring into the flickering flames of her fire as if they had the answers for her. She couldn't figure it out. The arrow had just... Fallen at her feet. Had the Stalmoblin aimed too short? Had he not drawn the arrow back enough?

No, it had been too perfect. The arrow had stopped mid flight and fallen to her feet. As if it had been dropped there. She had seen it coming at her. There was no way it just fell short and skidded. She would have heard it for certain.

She sighed, looking out through the blanket of falling raindrops when something made her stop dead. She quickly grabbed her bow, up, nocking an arrow as she drew it to her shoulder, taking aim out into the shadows.

A pair of piercing blue eyes watched her silently. She blinked, shaking her head. When she looked again, they were gone.

Just a trick of the mind. You're tired. There's nothing out there right now. She tried to reassure herself, but no matter how hard she tried, she saw the eyes watching her closely whenever she closed her own.

When dawn finally did come, Shadi still felt tired, but her fire had burned out, and part of the broken roof above her was dripping on her bedding. Reluctantly, she forced herself to consciousness. At least it looked clear now. Blue skies and not a cloud in sight.

She packed her belongings after taking a few photos on her slate of the building here, and added a note about its location to her journal entry. If she had to come back this way, it might make a good shelter again.

The march down the long road was uneventful save for a pair of Hylian Guard on horseback she encountered, who initially mistook her for a Bokoblin.

"Sorry, but from all the way down there, well... It's your height, see?" One of them tried apologizing once they had cleared that mess up, and they were kind enough to point her in the right direction at least.

"You'll want to go left at the next bend, and follow the trail north until you reach the cliff-faces at the edge of the land, then follow the road there east. You can't possibly miss it. Ruins in a swamp covered by a black cloud, though be careful. There's Lizfols who like to roam about the southern and eastern sides of the shore. Savage bloody things..."

With her thanks, she hurried along, eager to see what all the fuss was on about. Not once had they asked if she planned to go into the city. Clearly, they thought nobody was either brave or foolish enough to.

Now that she was out of the mountains, the climate quickly became more mild, and the snow and rainy clouds she'd been forced to deal with on the last leg of her trek quickly gave way to rolling fields of green forestry, and warm sunlight. The temperature rose enough that she no longer needed the padded Rito snow clothes she'd been stuck in for the last two weeks.

The new tunic she'd purchased from a traveling trader was almost a perfect fit, and in the end, she'd settled on it after he'd cut the sleeves down to her size, and subtracted the cost of the leftover fabric. Green had always been her color, and apparently was a popular choice here due to its connection to the Hero in the stories.

The edge of the continent had been intimidating and awe inspiring all at once, but a seemingly bottomless drop can only entertain one for so long, and after her usual routine of sketching and taking photos, she kicked a few rocks over the edge, and turned eastward, moving on. It lost its charm quicker than she had expected, and the unexpected gusts of wind coming up off the sheer cliff face irritated her by kicking dust and pebbles up into her face at random.

The ruins at Typhlo on the other hand... She knew she was getting close when she saw darkness on the horizon. At first, she had thought it was a rainstorm quickly approaching, but as she walked closer and approached the edge of the swamps, she realized that in this detail, the stories hadn't been exaggerating.

The ruins were literally enveloped by a cloud of darkness that seemed to swallow any light that tried to piece it. She spent a good hour making her notes and drawing detailed sketches of the buildings where they stuck out of the darkness like treetops poking through a thick fog. Unlike a fog though, the darkness didn't seem to have any inherit life to it. It didn't swirl or shift when the wind blew, and when she approached and threw a torch across the threshold of the statues at its edge, it flickered for a few moments before vanishing. She could still hear the flames flickering from inside, but no matter how hard she looked, the darkness had just swallowed it whole.

She broke a stick as long as a spear shaft and lit the end, pushing that in next until the fire passed the barrier of darkness. Again, when the flame disappeared from sight, she could still hear it. When she pulled the shaft back, the flame slowly emerged, burning as if nothing at all were amiss.

What the heck... She added this to her notes as well.

When the sun grew lower, she pitched her tent on the western edge of the ruins, away from where the Lizfols supposedly roamed, and continued to study the darkness. From what she could tell, it only seemed to block the light. She witnessed several crows flying in and out of it periodically, so obviously, it wasn't poisonous. She even dared to stick her arm in, and when nothing unexpected happened, returned back to her tent, scribbling down her notes with a frown.

Darkness defies explanation. Doesn't seem harmful to anything but sight radius. She scribbled, idly doodling another ruin nearby as she hummed to herself, waiting for a piece of fish to roast over her campfire.

A rapid skittering nearby distracted her for a moment, and pausing, she slowly closed her journal and set it down, reaching for her short sword nearby.

"Rreeaakkaawww!" Came the loud warcry, and Shadi rolled backwards as a wickedly sharp spear cleaved into the ground between her and her sword. The blue scaled Lizfols screeched at her again as it drew back the spear, forcing her further from her weapon as she narrowly avoided a second strike.

Dammit! I thought the guards said they didn't come to this side!

She stepped back to dodge a third strike, searching for a way past the creature when she heard another reptilian screech behind her. She didn't chance her movement, and instead bolted to the side, running as fast as her legs would carry her as the Lizfols gave chace, skittering almost blindingly fast across the grass to cut off her escape. They leveled their spears as they skidded in front of her, and Shadi turned at the last moment, avoiding running into their blades and handing them an easy kill.

The ruins...

Of course! How hadn't she- The first thought was not hers, and she almost paused in confusion, but instincts kept her legs running. It was just her panicked mind imagining things. She could lose them in the darkness! Surely if she just ran straight in and then back out, she could escape!

She bolted towards the bridge leading into the ruins, as as she stepped onto it, the Lizfols seemed to hesitate, as if reluctant to follow. Not wanting their prey to escape however, they didn't hesitate long, but it was just enough time for the small feline to clear the bridge, and all but throw herself into the enveloping darkness.

The world went silent except for her panicked panting, and quickly, she stumbled forwards, all but completely blind now that she was inside this haunted place... She felt her way along the edge of what felt like a wall until she found a small opening near the ground, large enough for her to duck into and hide, though how well her reptilian pursuers could see in here was another question entirely. She could hear their skittering footfalls, and their frustrated arguing on the end of the bridge, before slowly, they moved into the darkness, tapping their spears on the ground ahead of them.

Stay there.

Shadi whirled around, almost jumping at the deep voice that spoke in her mind, looking for a source. The spear tapping was getting closer, and she dared a quick peak after sliding down into the small hollow in the wall, not that she could see beyond the end of her muzzle. Her head poked out, looking for any sign of the threat.

Like gems, a pair of blue eyes looked directly back at her, and she quickly ducked back into the hole she had found, her heart thudding. Her paw scrabbled around on the ground near her, and she picked up a large brick, reasoning that it was better than nothing.

Evidently, her pursuers had heard her too, as the clacking of taloned feet on stone grew closer, until the sound of the Lizfols heavy breathing was the only sound she could hear. She closed her eyes, and prayed to whomever would listen that they didn't find her.

Something in the dark heard her.

There was a low growl like a wolf, and a moment later, one of the Lizfols let out a screech of alarm. She heard a snarl and teeth clashing, followed by the clatter of a spear falling to the ground. The second lizfols made alarmed chirping sounds, before there was another snarl and a dull thud as it was tackled by something moving fast within the shadows.

After that, it was silent. There wasn't even a breeze. Shadi's heart pounded almost deafeningly loud in her ears.

You can come out now.

Shadi jumped with an undignified squeak, bumping her head on the top of the hollow she'd been hiding in. The same pair of blue eyes were looking into the hole at her quizzically.

What on earth are you doing in there?

The voice asked, and she could imagine a distinctly puzzle from on the face whatever it was. She was silent instead, still not able to see anything more than those piercing blue eyes in the darkness.

"I was hiding from the lizfols."

Not very well. They can hear your breathing, don't you know?

He chuckled, for it was most certainly a masculine voice she was hearing. The eyes turned away, and she heard quick footfalls walking away. Her world was thrown back into total darkness.

Are you coming? The voice asked without stopping to wait for her.

"I can't see anything." She stuttered dumbly, still trying to calm herself while trying to figure out just what had saved her exactly. Whatever it was, she got the impression of a large beast on four legs, based on the sound of him walking away, but then it was silent again.

Then don't use your eyes to see... He childed her as if it was the most obvious thing he'd ever had to say.

Slowly, she crawled out from her hiding place, moving on her hands and knees as she felt her way forward, praying quietly she didn't find the tip of one of the Lizfols's spears with her hands. The ground beneath her was cold, almost icy to the touch, and damp, a side effect of being devoid of sunlight for so long.

Stop. He ordered her suddenly, and she held still, huddled over on her paws and knees with her tail tucked between her legs, the tip coiled around her waist to keep the thick appendage out of the dirt.

You're about the crawl into the swamp. What are you? This time, he managed to sound both genuinely curious and condescendingly smug.

"I'm an Amasii from the lands beyond the sea. I came here to-" Shadi started, trying to hold back the irritation in her voice when he interrupted her again.

I didn't ask for your life story. Aren't felines supposed to have good eyes for the night?

"This isn't the night." She pointed out, this time unable to keep from having a clear inflection on her voice of an irate cat.

And neither are you supposed to be here... I can lead you out, for a price... You did somehow manage to release me from that cave after all. We'll call me saving you repayment for that...

She picked up on his tone right away, and could already guess what the creature in the dark wanted, but she played along anyway. It was either that or stumble blindly through the ruins until she found her own way out, and she didn't like the thought of all of her belongings simply being left scattered around her camp while her fire burned out.

"Fine... What are you?" She demanded, trying to sound braver than she was, but in the face of the pitch blackness, the two, icy blue eyes watching her were the only sense of any direction she had.

What, haven't you figured it out yet? My kind hasn't been seen since the calamity, before Ganon hunted us to near extinction for our meddling... He was a clever one, that one. He saw through our plots to misdirect and distract him, while we pretended to be his eyes and ears... He was furious, and tainted my kind for our trouble, before inflicting upon us the same torment that was inflicted upon him, eons ago... The creature explained, its eyes boring into her at the same time as his voice spoke within her head.

We were once regarded by the Hylians as creatures of luck and fate, only appearing to those we chose... Now, we are but shadows of our former glory, both literally and figuratively... Have you figured it out yet?

He allowed her a few moments to ponder over it, but nothing came to mind from any of the records she had read. The history books only went so far, and this creature was referring to eons.

"I... I don't know." She confessed after a long moment, watching as the eyes shook from side to side, as if laughing. A soft chuckle echoed in the corners of her mind.

You will soon find out I'm sure. Stay as you are... He warned, and the eyes vanished.

"Wait!" She called out into the shadows, panic giving her voice a slight waiver, but there was no response.

She stayed there, on her paws and knees, her breathing the only reminder in the world that she was still 'okay', however that could apply. The ground began to sap the warmth from her paws, and she wished now she had thought to bring her cold weather clothes when she had fled into the ruins.

Stupid... it had been a stupid idea coming here. Some places were better off being legends, she decided. Running in here had been foolish at best, but it had been that, or being captured or killed by the Lizfols... Had the guards deliberately deceived her, or had the reptilian beasts simply grown bolder?

She lifted her left hand slightly, planning on feeling her way back from the swamp's edge, when the voice growled in her mind again.

Stay.

"I'm not a dog..." She complained as she set her hand back down, sighing.

"Will this take long? My fish is probably burned by now..." Shadi muttered the realization disappointedly. She'd been looking forward to the hot meal since she caught it.

Only as long as you make it. Turn to your immediate left. Then crawl forward five paces, then left again.

Reluctantly, she obeyed, working over the puzzle of just what her savior was as she followed his instructions as exactly as she could. Her paws brushed over what felt like old, soggy grass as she moved, feeling her way forwards, listening to her legs dragging across the earth. Her large ears swiveled on her head, but aside from the noise that she herself created, the ruins were deathly silent.

Now ten paces forwards until you find the stone. Feel your way up it, and crawl forwards up onto it.

She shook her head, hating the feeling of being blind and helpless, but she did as he asked of her, feeling the path ahead until she felt smooth, polished stone. She reached up, feeling for the edge of it at about waist height, and set her paws flat on the top, pulling herself back upright.

A weight crashed into her back suddenly, pushing her chest down onto the overturned pillar as the air was knocked from her lungs. She felt something snake around her waist and grip her tight, and immediately she started struggling against it, but whatever it was had her pinned good. She heard heavy breathing in her ear that wasn't her own.

Stop that... This is my price. I want what you gave the minstrel.

She groaned, rolling her eyes almost exasperatedly. Was everything in this land just out to get some tail, or was she just the lucky one because she was new and exciting? She didn't object though... Plus, if it was a good time, wasn't she getting something out of it as well? There were certainly worse prices to pay...

"Fine... But you lead me out of here afterwards..." Shadi spoke with a soft sigh. She slipped one paw down along her curvy waist, the beast keeping the rest of her firmly pinned to the stone as she undid her belt, wiggling her hips to push her trousers down around her knees.

The sudden chill made her tense as it came in contact with her exposed nethers, and suddenly, the weight lifted from her back, soft footfalls coming from somewhere behind her.

Stay. He commanded her again.

Shadi gave an indignant huff. "You don't need to tell- Oh!"

Something warm and wet lapped over her expsoed slit, along with hot, panting breaths against her body, and she slowly lifted her tail more to expose herself. Well... At least he has the courtesy to get a lady ready first... She thought with a slight grin, but quickly folded her paws under her head, laying her cheek across her forearm as she let herself get comfortable.

Sure, he was taking what he wanted from her as payment, but there was no reason she couldn't get a little something from it as well. His tongue was broad and thick like a dogs', slavering over her with messy licks that dragged from her clit to the base of her sex with each swipe.

Whatever he is... He's got a nice tongue. She thought as she eased herself into it, letting the male do his thing. She could feel him putting more force behind his tongue with each pass, slowly slickening and spreading her outer lips apart to get right into the source of her sweet nectar, and in the otherwise total silence, the wet, sloppy noises were only serving to turn her onto this male more.

The pleasure was unavoidable once he started pushing his tongue past her sweet tasting lips, lapping at the source of her flavor and dragging that wonderful tool of pleasure across her sensitive insides. She shivered, the muscles along her spine tensing and arching back against his lips. Briefly, she wondered who was responsible for more of the wetness between her legs, because it was certainly no longer all just from him!

The male spoiled her sex with attention from his skilled mouth, twisting and swirling his tongue to gather her growing moisture more with each swipe, and she was loving every second of it, whatever reservations she might have had now long past. Just so long as he kept doing what he was doing. She wouldn't last long against the male's assault on her, and she spread her thighs eagerly to give him a better angle.

Sharp teeth nipped teasingly against the edges of her lips, each time making her gasp or moan or smother her muzzle into the crook of her elbow to muffle the noise, a pleased sounding growl rumbling from behind her.

After being trapped in the twilight for so long, this is certainly the sort of welcome back I'd have expected... His voice in her head growled between those long, luxurious licks, his broad tongue brushing across her passage like a wide brush, always in contact with as much of her as he could reach. The feeling when he curled the dexterous muscle back towards his own lips made her shudder and moan out, her rump raising into his ministrations almost like she was begging now for him to keep going, eating her out like a bitch in heat.

Saliva and her own arousal dripped and made a mess of the thin, tan fur covering her thighs, huffing and panting now as her insides began to tense like a spring coiling back, her entire body teetering on edge. His tongue didn't slow for a moment, and if anything, sensing her impending peak, he redoubled his assault on her body, tongue bathing across her cunt like a parched man in the desert, and it only took a few short moments of this before she felt the spring finally snapped.

She let out a ragged cry, biting down against her arm as she huffed. Her passage clenched around his tongue, but the slippery muscle refused to be held down as he liberally tongue fucked her kitty box into submission right through her orgasm. Finally, her knees gave out, falling back to her original position as his tongue was pulled from her depths with a wet slurp. She gasped, heaving for the breaths she'd forgotten to take as the muscles inside of her trembled and spasmed wildly, still going through the aftershocks of a climax that had literally brought her to her knees. Her legs felt like jelly, and a vacant, satisfied smile crossed her lips as she recovered.

There... Now you're ready. I doubt I'd fit without the extra... Preparation. Cats were not made for canines. His voice commented with a pleased note, and Shadi gasped when she felt those large, brutish paws wrapping around her middle again, his weight settling over her back, pinning her to the ruins she was bent over.

Wait? Canine? She thought, suddenly realising that the creature atop of her didn't stand on two legs. He was literally a beast, and he'd just mounted her. A feral was about to fuck her. Sure, she'd heard of desperate women in her tribe laying with their guard dogs or other beasts, but she'd always shunned such base instincts. It was taboo, even to her, and yet she'd presented herself willingly to what she'd thought was some kind of sentient creature!

She didn't have much time to ponder it as his hips rolled against her shapely rump, a warm and furry sheath pushing up against her plump and presented rear. The mongrel mounting her shifted his hind feet to adjust his aim until that furry bulge pressed against the soaked entry to her nether lips.

"Wai-" She let out a caterwaul of sheer pleasure as he wasted no time, caring not for her sudden objection. He'd found his target, and thrust his hips forward, pushing his prick out from his sheathe and directly into her warm and eager body. He was already hard, and she could feel the bone-supported length pierce her to her core on the first thrust! He wasn't as thick as Kass had been, but must have easily been just as long!

His hips drew back, pulling him from her quickly and dragging a wet trickle of her cum with him before he just as quickly he thrust back in, setting into a pace that even a skilled lover would have described as furious. His rapid thrusts knocked whatever objections she had from her mind, leaving her thoughts in a warm, pleasure filled puddle like the one gathering between her legs as he fucked her like a beast. Each thump delved his rapidly swelling cock up against her cervix each time, his muzzle panting directly beside her ear as his tip continuously leaked precum into her passage, not that her body needed the extra lubrication now!

She could feel him growing within her as his cock engorged, filling with blood as lust drove him onwards. She felt his girth prying her body open, from the feeling of being stretched around two of her fingers to being stretched around her wrist faster than she could process the new sensation of fullness, letting the mutt have his way with her and loving every second of it.

Her moans echoed around the ruins, and heard from the outside, they only added to the tales of haunting of the ancient city to any that heard, but to Shadi, it was nothing but bliss and the wonderful sensation of being pushed to her body's limit that drove her rapidly up and over her peak like a stallion charging.

She shamelessly creamed herself around the canine cock that stuffed her, feeling the male's tapered, spade like tip beating on her cervix with each thrust, every hump seeming more desperate than the last. Her body clenched around him, squeezing and coating his length within her with a whole lot of hot, wet and sticky feline cum, trickling down the inside of her thigh along with a mess of the mutt's preseed.

She could hear the pleasure stricken whimpering in his breath, and slowly, she reached back, gripping his hind leg around the thigh to hold him inside of her, rocking her hips back in time to his pushes.

That was when she felt it, and gasped out at the sudden, sharp sting that only seemed to add to her pleasure, despite the discomfort. The thick bulb of flesh at the base of his exquisite tool slapped wetly against the barrier of her already swollen labia, trying to force its way inside her heavenly gates. A growl was her only warning as he dug his feet into the soft ground beneath her feet, and gave a mighty buck of his hips.

The wet slap echoed around them as his knot hit her outer lips, and Shadi let out a quiet yelp as it tried to pry her sex apart. His prick throbbed against her cervix, hosing her insides down with slick precum to help him in further, but the knot just wasn't going to let him.

"Ahhh~ S-stop! It won't fit!" Shadi gave another yelp that was followed by a low moan of pleasure. She was no size queen, but that fact he was still trying to-

Breathe out and bite down. He warned her, leaving no room for debate. She hastened to obey, emptying her lungs as she let herself slouch on the ruins, her body relaxing as the male drew himself back with a slick, messy sounding squelch.

Tensing his flanks, the male fucked forward harder than he'd intended, but it achieved the desired result. Shadi all but screamed as his knot forced its way into her as he drove forward, her body's attempts to resist the intrusion like a twig before the might of a hurricane. She bit down on her arm hard enough to draw pinpricks of blood as his thrusting picked up again, the male grinding his tip across her womb, beyond the barrier of her cervix as he hammered himself home. He was locked in sex, and not going anywhere until he was done with her.

Oh, the stretch was as delicious as it was uncomfortable, and Shadi squirmed back with him, trying to pull his thick bulge deeper into the more accommodating depths of her birth canal, but even as deep as he could lodge it, it was a fullness that she couldn't have hoped to replicate any other way. It pulsed inside of her with the racing beat of his pulse, the tip of his cock jumping eagerly within her core.

Finally, he went rigid above her, his teeth closing around the scruff of her neck as he yanked backwards with his muzzle, pulling the loose skin there taut as she let out one final moan of bliss, endorphins rushing through her system as she peaked with the feral mutt who had fucked his cub batter into her. Shadi's body reciprocated his wetness spilling within her, filling her and seeding her garden while her own grew hot and moist, providing the fertile grounds for it to take, clenching around him tightly to keep him firmly inside until she was well and truly bred, as both their instincts demanded.

She could do little but pant and lay under the canine beast as her jumbled thoughts attempted to extract themselves from the puddle between her thighs. Not a drop of his seed escaped her though, not around the thick bulge keeping every last swimmer deep inside where it needed to be.

Eventually, his breathing calmed above her, and he climbed off of her back, twisting inside of her as he turned rump to rump with the feline, what felt like a mess of tails brushing across her back.

Mmhmm... You've done me and my species a great favor today... Not one either of us will soon forget I expect. He sounded pleased, but it was all Shadi could manage to nod her head with a non-committal, dopey noise of agreement.

It took another ten minutes before his knot finally went down enough for him to tug himself free from her depths, and Shadi shivered as a spill of their mixed cum dripped out and down her legs, the cold making her nethers tense as they found themself devoid of the male's warmth. Shadi stood slowly, but quickly pulled her trousers back up once the cold threatened to get to her again... She insisted to herself it was for modesty's sake, and not to keep the rest of his seed inside her...

The bright blue eyes were watching her, despite the fact she still couldn't see beyond her nose, and she fumbled with her belt clasp in the darkness. A soft, furry back pressed under her hand when she reached out, and she grabbed a fistful of the offered fur.

This way. Stay close. That might have gotten some attention...

She sensed an immense sense of smugness behind that last comment, but she kept her fingers knotted in his fur regardless. Like he was following a map, he guided her flawlessly through the maze of the ruins, leading her through the pitch black swamp without error, until he stopped suddenly. Shadi could feel stone beneath her feet again, cobbled. They were back at the bridge into Typhlo.

Ten paces more forwards and you will breach the edge of the darkness. He instructed, and releasing her hold on his back, she cautiously trod forward, putting one foot after the other...

Seven... Eight... Nine... She counted in her head, before suddenly, she had to raise her paw, shielding her eyes from the blinding light of the sunrise. She blinked, squinting as they adjusted. How long was I in there?! She staggered forward, rubbing her eyes as she took a few more steps across the bridge, reaching the far end of it soon enough.

She could see her camp now, the fire long since burned down and the fish little more than a blackened lump on a stick. Fortunately, it looked like everything else was right where she had left it. She looked back out across the swamp, eyeing the massive dome of black that covered the ruins so completely.

Had she possibly imagined it all? She had heard tales of the blackness causing folks who wandered in to lose track of time and reality...

She took one of the waterskins from her pack, washing the caked grime from her knees and her hands. A warm wetness seeping from her aching slit reminded her that it most certainly had not been her imagination.

She stood, stretching out with a satisfied purr. Oh, but it had been good as well... Even if it hadn't been exactly how she had planned to explore the ruins. She lay down inside her tent on her bedroll, her mind racing as she tried to sketch what she thought the beast might have looked like, furred, feral, big, and with a cock to match...

She felt her hips grinding together despite herself as her pencil scratched over the paper in her journal, sketching out a large pair of eyes, watching her from the darkness... She wasn't nearly as worried about seeing them again, and drifted off soon after, pleasantly full and tired.

As sleep overtook her waking mind. she dreamed of those blue eyes, and all the terrible things they'd do to her, that deep voice whispering in her ear as the beast bred her again, over and over and over...

Don't worry... I'll never be too far away...