{"sf1_id":1682606,"sf2_id":"5nzyR6am","title":"Be Coul, Will Travel (Chapter 3)","author":"STRONG","words":4755,"posted_at":"2021-02-09T02:23:45.000Z","tags":["Character Development","Cheetah","Human","M/F","Mad max","Rat","Violence","Wolf","cars","no penetration"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1682606-be-coul-will-travel-chapter-3","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/5nzyR6am","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/7b/62/7b622fb2-972f-4399-92b5-5fcb7171f636","description":"chapter 3","content":"Chapter 3: Anarchy Road\n\nCoul woke before the sun rose like always; or rather like she had always been trained to.\n\n\"Be ready for your masters first order as soon as he's awake!\" her upbringers had taught her.\n\nShe was scared of what would happen if she woke up late to her new master, only to find him still asleep in almost perfect silence. Gods, it hard to tell if he was even breathing. Honestly the only reason she could tell he was alive was from the shallow rise and fall of his chest as he sat strapped into the seat of his \"Chariot\". Master...\"Tread\" as he called himself, had taken care of her in a way she couldn't understand. She had always been told she was a breeder; born to satisfy her masters desires and to show herself off to make her masters rivals jealous. Her new master ordered her to kill, to be more than a slave. Sunlight streamed over the horizon as she studied her new master, one hand on a gun and the other tucked behind his head like a crude pillow. His black mask covered most of his face, except for his remaining eye that showed through, moving quickly back and forth. Coul had been told what that meant; he was dreaming of something and it was her job to comfort him no matter what. She cautiously moved a paw to stroke his face when his hand whipped forward with unnatural speed, catching her paw in a deathgrip.\n\n\"What are you doing?\" He asked before even opening his eye.\n\n\"Comforting\" She purred in response, wiggling her paw out of his grip with a bit of effort.\n\n\"No\" he groaned, pushing her paw away; albeit with a bit of reluctance.\n\n\"I don't need that\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eNight bleeds into your consciousness as you drive your Chariot over a forsaken landscape.\n\n\\\u003eThe day has died and you race forwards into the remaining light,through the stinging sand.\n\n\\\u003eBut the dark speeds alongside you, overtaking you with overgrown tendrils of despair.\n\n\\\u003eYou mash the pedal of your chariot, sending plumes of crimson fire out of the exhausts.\n\n\\\u003eBut it isn't enough, it never is.\n\n\\\u003eA tendril lashes towards your face and you reach out to catch it.\n\n\\\u003eYour hand wraps around a furry wrist, and you open your eye to a surprised looking Coul; who looks shaken and startled.\n\n\\\u003e\"What are you doing?\" you growl, albeit with less ferociousness than usual.\n\n\\\u003e\"Comforting\" She chokes out, her voice giving away her fear.\n\n\\\u003e\"No\" you say as you calmly push her paw away.\n\n\\\u003eYou can't show weakness, not now or ever; to need comforting was to be weak.\n\n\\\u003e\"I don't need that\" you say as you stretch, your joints and body popping.\n\n\\\u003eCoul looks a bit confused and apprehensive as you do so.\n\n\\\u003e\"What's wrong little one?\" you half ask, half yawn; reaching forwards to start your chariot, slamming you palm into the horn of it.\n\n\\\u003e\"I did something without masters approval, so I await punishment\" She says while looking downwards, barely audible over the roar of your Chariot starting up.\n\n\\\u003eMore roars are heard from other Chariots and Eventually Haulers and the fleet starts up, revving and ready to go.\n\n\\\u003e\"You did nothing wrong\" you say, reaching a hand forwards and forcing Coul to look at you, her lower jaw in between your thumb and forefinger.\n\n\\\u003eShe gazes at you for a moment, then sighs and closes her eyes, almost melting into your hand with sheer reluctance.\n\n\\\u003eYou move your thumb a few times in an awkward petting motion, then let her go and focus on the road.\n\n\\\u003eThe answering of horns sound out, spreading out around you; showing the drivers were awake and ready to go.\n\n\\\u003eIt doesn't matter if you're the first up or just the first one to sound the wake up call.\n\n\\\u003eGrabbing your Radio, you toggle the \"talk\" button as the sun peeks over the horizon to your left.\n\n\\\u003e\"We are going in 30 seconds, fall behind and get left behind; You ready?\" you growl.\n\n\\\u003e\"Ready\" comes a chorus from the radio\n\n\\\u003eYou smile as you hear the revves of engines ready to do.\n\n\\\u003eA choir of fury and anger, all ready to be unleashed at your command.\n\n\\\u003e\"Go\"\n\n\\\u003eYou slam your foot into the gas of your chariot as a hundred other engines sound off with yours.\n\n\\\u003eHaulers, chariots and everything in between scream in elation as you all rocket forwards.\n\n\\\u003eEverything is drowned out as you speed across the wastes, leading your charge to nowhere.\n\n\\\u003e\"M-Master?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eA barely audibly yell is heard over the screams of the engines.\n\n\\\u003eYou look over to see Coul clenching her ears with her paws, fear and pain covering her muzzle.\n\n\\\u003eCursing to yourself for forgetting her, you open the glovebox of your chariot and pull out a pair of radio headphones.\n\n\\\u003eYea, you had been saving them, and yea; everyone else you offered them to refused.\n\n\\\u003eBut Coul accepted them and placed them over her ears with no issues or complaints\n\n\\\u003e\"LETS FUCKIN GO\" you hear Gabriel yell through the radio chatter as the various engines roar.\n\n\\\u003eYou take one last glance at Coul, who secures the headphones over her ears then gives you a shaky thumbs up.\n\n\\\u003eThat makes you smile and nod at her.\n\n\\\u003eShe is scared, she is confused, and yet she is ready for whatever you have to offer.\n\n\\\u003e\"Let's go\" you call out calmly as you shift your chariot's gear.\n\n\\\u003eYour Chariot rockets forwards, its engine screaming sounds of indulgence.\n\n\\\u003eCoul holds her headphones to her ears, a look of confusion and unease on her muzzle.\n\n\\\u003eCarefully, she positions the microphone attached to her headset to her mouth.\n\n\\\u003e\"Master?\" she questions, looking at the microphone, and at the same time looking very cross eyed.\n\n\\\u003eWith the flick of a switch, you isolate the radio chatter between you and her; you had prepared communications between these headphones a while ago.\n\n\\\u003eYou just ever had anyone to share the headphones with.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yes little one?\" you reply to her.\n\n\\\u003eCoul Looks over her shoulder at the remains of the stronghold you and your group had raided.\n\n\\\u003e\"Why do you not destroy the fort my previous masters resided in?\" she asks, a frown on her muzzle.\n\n\\\u003eYou smile and keep your eye focused forwards.\n\n\\\u003e\"Gotta think long term Coul\" you answer tapping a finger to your temple.\n\n\\\u003e\"In five or ten years, some group of settlers will find that base and settle there\" you say with a smile hidden by your mask.\n\n\\\u003eYou look over to Coul and see her face unprotected from the stinging wind.\n\n\\\u003eYou reach over with one hand, and pull on her face mask and her goggles so the blinding sand does not erode her gorgeous face.\n\n\\\u003e\"Keep those on while we ride\" you demand as you put them on her.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yes master\" she answers as she adjusted them to be more comfortable on her.\n\n\\\u003eFor hours you drive; staring at your compass and the barren flats ahead of you; roaring engines and whipping wind is all you hear.\n\n\\\u003eCoul Stays quiet and simply watches.\n\n\\\u003eThis raiding party is a well oiled machine.\n\n\\\u003eEveryone knows what to do.\n\n\\\u003eThat is until this peaceful ride is interrupted.\n\n\\\u003e\"Boss, we got company\" comes a call through the radio.\n\n\\\u003eYou frown and respond with a frown.\n\n\\\u003e\"How do you know?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003e\"One of the kites saw a dust cloud shift towards us\"\n\n\\\u003eKites are anthros that can fly.\n\n\\\u003eWell, their feral versions can fly.\n\n\\\u003eThey can't but if they are dragged behind a chariot on a cable they can \"fly\" like a kite.\n\n\\\u003eHence the name.\n\n\\\u003e\"Reel all the kites in. Nickson, Ravish, Dreg, Triple 7 and Flex; drop back and hide in our dust trails\" you call out.\n\n\\\u003eSeveral Chariots drop back out of formation as you call the perspective drivers names.\n\n\\\u003eThey don't answer as they fall out of formation, looking like shrouded ghosts in a blanket of dust.\n\n\\\u003e\"Speed up and let them come to us\" you call out.\n\n\\\u003eYour only answer in the revves of engines as your faction rallies behind your command.\n\n\\\u003e\"Master? What's going on?\" Coul calls through the radio.\n\n\\\u003eYou look over and see confusion in her eyes.\n\n\\\u003e\"Company, another faction has spotted us\" you answer calmly\n\n\\\u003eCoul's ears perk up as much as they can with headphones on.\n\n\\\u003e\"And what does that mean?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"They want our stuff and will try to take it\" you reply nonchalantly, studying her reaction.\n\n\\\u003e\"Like how your faction took stuff from my trainers?\" She asks, eyes wide in fear.\n\n\\\u003eYou nod as you reply \"They are going to try and kill us, and take you from me\"\n\n\\\u003eCoul shivers slightly and huddles into her seat.\n\n\\\u003e\"Do not let them take me please\" she whispers into the radio, barely audible.\n\n\\\u003e\"I Won't\"\n\n\\\u003eYou shift your Chariots gears and speed up.\n\n\\\u003e\"They're behind us and a few to our right\" comes a call out.\n\n\\\u003e\"Who thinks they can take from us?\" you reply, looking over and leaning forwards to see around Coul.\n\n\\\u003e\"Those stupid clanks with their wing things\"\n\n\\\u003e7 Chariots with metal wings welded onto them.\n\n\\\u003eThey can't fly of course but they wanted to intimidate.\n\n\\\u003eClankers they called themselves, and they are a relatively new faction; and eager to make a name for themselves.\n\n\\\u003eReputation counts for a lot in the wastes.\n\n\\\u003e\"Anyone with long range weapons shift to the side of the formation, hit them before they hit us\" you call out.\n\n\\\u003eYour formation shifts and writhes like a living thing, careful to keep the Haulers in the center.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eThey aren't defenseless,in fact some of them had an arsenal that was nothing short of overkill, but they are carrying valuable cargo.\n\n\\\u003eSteering to the right of the formation yourself, you already see a few haulers begin firing they heavier weapons.\n\n\\\u003e\"Maxon, You better fucking kill one of those fucking Clanks\" you roar as one of the rival chariots gets a direct hit and explodes into sharpnel.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yea yea Shut up and Drive\" Maxon calls back \"Let me get the ones on top\"\n\n\\\u003eYou watch a piece of rebar rockets from atop your chariot and impale a clank gunner; launching him backwards off the chariot.\n\n\\\u003e\"couple dozen\u0026nbsp;chariots behind us! and a war rig coming from the left!\" comes radio chatter.\n\n\\\u003e\"Nickson, you guys positioned?\" you call through the radio.\n\n\\\u003ethe dozen chariots behind the formation are trying to attack they weak spot in ANY formation.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yea\" comes his voice, full of eager anticipation.\n\n\\\u003eYou had dealt with this before though.\n\n\\\u003e\"Good, Start getting rid of our problems\"\n\n\\\u003eA Loud explosion from behind the formation sends a shockwave over the sands\n\n\\\u003eWhile most chariots are for engaging and killing people in opposing chariots so you could take them, the five chariots you had told to fall back where Specifically designed to take down other chariots.\n\n\\\u003eMore explosions rock the desert as chariots clash, the dozen behind you caught between your formation and the five you sent behind them.\n\n\\\u003eYou Serve quickly to avoid hitting a flung engine block and frown as you see one of your factions chariots get engulfed in flame then quick fall out of view in a cloud of dust.\n\n\\\u003eFuck these Clanks and their stupid wings.\n\n\\\u003e\"Coul take the wheel and keep us going straight\" you roar to her as you reach behind your seat and grab your MG 14.\n\n\\\u003e\"M-Master?!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"JUST DO IT\" you yell as you lock the accelerator down with a foot switch.\n\n\\\u003eCoul scrambles and grabs the wheel while you slide out of your window and flick the bipod on your MG to sit on the roof of your Chariot.\n\n\\\u003eYou had wanted to use this gun during the raid but now was as good as time as any.\n\n\\\u003eA wave of armor piercing rounds rip the Chariot nearest to you to shreds as you fire the Heavy Machine gun.\n\n\\\u003e\"Stop playing with these fucks, kill them NOW\" you call into the radio.\n\n\\\u003eAs you're about to unload onto another chariot, you watch one of the former slaves, a big cat of some kind, jump from the chariot he was on, directly onto the hood one of the clanker chariots.\n\n\\\u003eYou're almost impressed as he uses nothing but his claws to shred the drivers throat and yank the body out of the window in one deft movement\n\n\\\u003eHe then sits in the seat and begins driving it himself; Steering the stolen vehicle into your formation, the clanks that were on top of it are immediately ripped off and thrown to the wastes.\n\n\\\u003eNow that's what you like to see.\n\n\\\u003e\"We're having Trouble with the War rig!\" you hear through the radio.\n\n\\\u003e\"All the chariots on the right are gone, focus on those behind us and that rig!\" you order as you slide back into your drivers seat and take the wheel from Coul, pressing your MG into her paws\n\n\\\u003eCarefully, she slides it behind your seat and then looks at you with pride in her eyes.\n\n\\\u003e\"Did I do good master?\" she purrs, running a paw down your thigh\n\n\\\u003eYou reach a hand to her and grip her chin and rub it softly then give a gentle squeeze.\n\n\\\u003e\"You did Very good Coul\"\n\n\\\u003eShe purrs through the radio to you, but another explosion pulls you from her.\n\n\\\u003e\"Gabriel! Just fucking kill that Rig! Whatever it takes!\" you call out angrily,annoyed that such a thing would give your formation so much trouble.\n\n\\\u003e\"AAAIGHT! Fuck outta the way!\" you hear Gabriel call out as the Pillar moves to the outside.\n\n\\\u003e\"I've been fucking DYING to use this thing!\" comes his voice.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eEngines roar and you hear a few panicked radios calls to get out of his way.\n\n\\\u003e\"M-master?! What is THAT he has?\" Coul Cries, looking past you out the window.\n\n\\\u003eYou steal a quick glance and see Gabriel with some kind of shoulder mounted thing on top of the Pillar Of Strength.\n\n\\\u003e\"Dunno, he's got it covered\" you reply, focusing on the \"road\" in front of you once more.\n\n\\\u003eA series of 10 explosions ripple across the wasteland, sending shockwaves of dust and debris in front of your formation.\n\n\\\u003e\"What in the fuck was that?!\" you call out in anger and amazement..\n\n\\\u003e\"A MIRV! Holy shit it worked!\" comes his excited reply.\n\n\\\u003eYou frown deepens\n\n\\\u003e\"You made a WHAT!? and WHY have you waited till now?!\" you yell into the radio.\n\n\\\u003e\"A bomb that can fuck up multiple things\" is his happy answer.\n\n\\\u003eYou accelerate and sigh at the same time.\n\n\\\u003e\"And why have you waited to use that thing?\" you growl.\n\n\\\u003e\"I didn't know if it would work, but holy shit it works!\"\n\n\\\u003eThat was the biggest disconnect between you and Gabriel.\n\n\\\u003eHe wanted to save his best stuff for last.\n\n\\\u003eYou did not, you wanted to use the best stuff first and leave the enemy scattered and demoralized.\n\n\\\u003eYou peek sideways and see the opposing war rig slowly pull away from the formation, then crash into a wayward outcropping, causing it to flip in a small fireball.\n\n\\\u003e\"Took long enough\" You growl.\n\n\\\u003e\"How many did we lose?\"\n\n\\\u003eFor a moment, silence is you answer.\n\n\\\u003e\"We lost 4 boss\" is the answer before you start yelling.\n\n\\\u003e\"You cunts lost four chariots? Fuck someone go back and try to scavenge what you can\u0026nbsp;from the clanks\" you reply into the radio disheartened.\n\n\\\u003eThat was a lot to lose; To get a chariot up and running took time and a lot of metal, scrap and work.\n\n\\\u003eThe clanks might be growing a big bigger than you expected,\n\n\\\u003e\"Gabe, who has salvage equipment in the envoy?\" You sigh into the radio.\n\n\\\u003e\"Cact, Knight, and uhhh, bedman\" comes his reply.\n\n\\\u003eYou nod as you respond.\n\n\\\u003e\"You three, fall back, get a few assault vehicles to join you and try to salvage what you can\" you call out.\n\n\\\u003e\"What about survivors boss?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Grab ours, kill the rest\" you answer.\n\n\\\u003eThose vehicles might be useful.\n\n\\\u003eThere is a bit of the radio chatter as you drive, you listen as a few envoy haulers pull away with 4 or five assault chariots.\n\n\\\u003eThe five vehicle attack chariots fall back into formation as you speed across the wasteland.\n\n\\\u003e\"Master? Is...Is this normal?\" Coul asks, her voice calm.\n\n\\\u003eYou look over to her and see that she is anything but calm.\n\n\\\u003eHer paws clench and unclench as she shivers slightly while looking at you for reassurance.\n\n\\\u003ePoor thing.\n\n\\\u003eMust be her first time.\n\n\\\u003e\"Pretty normal out here Coul\" you grumble in response.\n\n\\\u003eNo point in lying.\n\n\\\u003e\"Is...Home... Safe? Safe from the baron?\" she asks; even with her headphones on, you see her ears fold back.\n\n\\\u003eYou frown and feel a bit of anger at her, but then shake that away.\n\n\\\u003e\"I don't know who this \"baron\" is, but he has no power here; no power over us\" you respond with your grin hidden under your mask.\n\n\\\u003eShe just doesn't know that home was a fortress; she hasn't seen it before after all.\n\n\\\u003eBut that also raises a few questions in you.\n\n\\\u003e\"What makes this..(What is did she say? Baron?) So bad\" you ask as you give Coul a quick peek\n\n\\\u003eShe shudders and is quiet for a moment before answering.\n\n\\\u003e\"My ma- er, my slavers, like you called them; they were scared of him\" she says quietly, barely audible over the radio.\n\n\\\u003e\"They were scared of nothing! NOTHING! ...nothing...besides him\" she finally whispers.\n\n\\\u003eYou can see her shaking in her seat as you drive.\n\n\\\u003eWhat do you do here?\n\n\\\u003eAwkwardly, you move a hand to her, and she takes it with a small grin.\n\n\\\u003e\"YOU are different Tread\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eYou pull your hand away.\n\n\\\u003e\"They just didn't know to fear me\" you respond, focusing on the road.\n\n\\\u003eCoul gives a soft whimper in response, then falls quiet.\n\n\\\u003eYour formation wouldn't reach home before dark.\n\n\\\u003eIt's too dangerous to keep going into the night, so you slow your chariot.\n\n\\\u003e\"Slowwwwwww! Time to set up for the night, haulers form a circle and assault form a loose circle around that, set up a tent or whatever near your chariot\" you call out as you pull to a stop.\n\n\\\u003eHaulers and chariots slow and begin circling around. getting into positions and forming perimeters.\n\n\\\u003eYou Slow your chariot and others slow and begin to spread around your, forming a circle.\n\n\\\u003eAssault in the center, envoy's mixed with assault surrounding that.\n\n\\\u003eIf anyone was ballsy enough to attack at night, they would meet the full might of the envoy while they were pissed and half asleep.\n\n\\\u003eThat also meant the full fury of the assault would be swarming over them like locusts to a field of old.\n\n\\\u003eYou pull your chariot to a stop and park it, breathing in the cold desert night air as you step out of it.\n\n\\\u003eEngines roar and circle around you loosely.\n\n\\\u003eThe envoy and assault vehicles slowly begin parking after kicking up enough dust to confuse a blind man.\n\n\\\u003eYou grab your handheld radio and stand up through the roof of your chariot, looking out to your faction\n\n\\\u003e\"THOSE CLANKERS THOUGHT THEY WERE BETTER THAN US!!\" you yell with anger and happiness.\n\n\\\u003e\"YEAAAA\" is your response\n\n\\\u003e\"THEY THOUGHT THEY COULD BEST THE DUST EATERS!\" you call out, watching the dust settle and reveal a sea of vehicles and people.\n\n\\\u003e\"AND WE FUCKIN SHOWED THEM\" you yell into the mic, pumping a fist skyward.\n\n\\\u003eYour faction cheers in response.\n\n\\\u003e\"SO THEN...LET'S FUCKIN PARTY!\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003e\"YEEEAAAHHH\" is the response from the crowd.\n\n\\\u003eYou jump down from the roof of the chariot as people begin setting up around you.\n\n\\\u003eThis is an intermediate stop, the Envoy and the assault are prepared for days long journeys.\n\n\\\u003eTents, sleeping bags, and anything to make fires for warmth are standard.\n\n\\\u003eYou help Maxon set up your temporary shelter, and his tent.\n\n\\\u003eSharing is for those below you; so you have your own.\n\n\\\u003eExcept for Coul, she can join you.\n\n\\\u003eGabriel parked near your chariot with his massive hauler, allowing you to have a nice bonfire near him.\n\n\\\u003eThe envoys Haulers had a definite advantage to your chariots, that being they had built in living quarters.\n\n\\\u003eSo Gabriel was able to set up a nice fire while you set up your sleeping area.\n\n\\\u003eAs such, a few fold up chairs await you when you finish setting everything up.\n\n\\\u003eCoul waits for you as you approach the roaring fire.\n\n\\\u003e\"Master, we can relax\" she says with a slight bow.\n\n\\\u003eGabe is already near the fire, his new rat friend giggling in his lap as her smiles and holds her.\n\n\\\u003e\"So...What is the name of the lady who rats on the slavers\" you ask as you settle into a chair next to them.\n\n\\\u003eThe rat looks at you; then Gabe; a pensive and scared look on her muzzle.\n\n\\\u003e\"Answer him, he won't hurt ya\" Gabriel reassures her calmly.\n\n\\\u003eShe looks at you once more before answering with a hint of doubt in her voice.\n\n\\\u003e\"Jessica\" is all she says before huddling into Gabe's chest for reassurance.\n\n\\\u003eYou invite Coul to your lap with a slight pat, and welcome her as she slides onto you with a calm expectant look.\n\n\\\u003e\"Well Jessica, welcome to our faction\" you say with a smile, wrapping your arms around Coul, earning a deep heavy purr.\n\n\\\u003e\"Jessica\" looks from you to Coul to Gabe, who smiles confidently and nods at her in reassurance.\n\n\\\u003eShe extends a shaky paw to you while clenching Gabe's clothing in fear with her other paw.\n\n\\\u003eWhat did he do to convince her he was her savior?\n\n\\\u003eYou would have to ask him later.\n\n\\\u003eEither way, you shake her paw softly, and then settle into a chair with a sigh.\n\n\\\u003eGabe and Jessica have already started cooking some random meat; with enough to share with you and Coul.\n\n\\\u003eYou give Gabe a silent thanks with a somber nod, which he returns with a knowing wink.\n\n\\\u003eCoul looks around in wonderment as more and more fires pop up.\n\n\\\u003e\"You...You don't always live behind walls?\" she finally asks, looking down at you as you relax in a comfy fold-able chair.\n\n\\\u003e\"The world is too big to stay behind walls for our whole lives\" you answer, absentmindedly rubbing her exposed fur..\n\n\\\u003eCoul looks at the cooking food, then settles further into your lap.\n\n\\\u003eYou wrap one arm around her then look around at your faction.\n\n\\\u003eYour men are celebrating, you see them dancing around the fire, playing music, drinks being shared and good times all around.\n\n\\\u003eNo reason to take away from that.\n\n\\\u003eLet everyone celebrate, it raises morale.\n\n\\\u003eYou pull Coul closer to you and feel the soft fur of her body against you.\n\n\\\u003eIt's been so long since you felt that.\n\n\\\u003eThe trust, the want of affection.\n\n\\\u003eShe doesn't pull away, but instead snuggles you, purring loudly as her tail wraps around you, he ass grinding you affectionately.\n\n\\\u003eAs much as you want to take her; now is not the time.\n\n\\\u003e\"So what's cooking\" You ask, trying to distract yourself from the gorgeous cheetah grinding against you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Salted beef!\" The rat, Jessica chimes happily, all her preservations about your forgotten.\n\n\\\u003eThe meat is \"fresh\" that's for sure; but it's also been artificially preserved.\n\n\\\u003eActual fresh meat is hard to come by.\n\n\\\u003ebut that doesn't matter now.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eChunks of meat can sit over a stove made from a flat rock; and the smell of it still makes your mouth water.\n\n\\\u003eEven as you sit and Hold Coul in your lap; you see a few members of your faction look your way an awe at her beauty.\n\n\\\u003eA few openly stare.\n\n\\\u003eThe back of Gabriel's hauler is open, allowing your men to grab supplies as needed.\n\n\\\u003eThe food cooks as Coul turns herself in your lap so she can face you.\n\n\\\u003eAfter a little bit Gabriel pulls the food off the fire and spreads it around.\n\n\\\u003eEqual parts all around, your part isn't bigger than Jessica's or Coul's or Gabriel's.\n\n\\\u003eSurvival doesn't favor the lone wolf; your experience spells that out without a doubt.\n\n\\\u003eSo the assault and the envoy get free range to eat and drink as they need or want.\n\n\\\u003eRisk your life, get the reward.\n\n\\\u003eWhen you get back to base; things would be divided up differently, but here on the road everyone gets what they want.\n\n\\\u003eYou dig into your share messily; using your fingers to hold the chunk of meat, while Coul slowly and delicately eats her portions , using her claws to cleanly slice the meat.\n\n\\\u003eAs you sit and enjoy your meal you hear a drunken yelling voice which already annoys you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Wheres Tread and his new BITCH, show me that pussy!\" comes a screaming voice above the music and cheers.\n\n\\\u003eYou groan as Ravish parts the crowd and strides to you, stumbling slightly.\n\n\\\u003eRavish is an odd one out, a wolf female with ferocity and anger to rival anyone, but with too much unbridled rage to be in charge.\n\n\\\u003eShe refused to carry any kind of gun when raiding, instead using a heavy club made to look like an axe.\n\n\\\u003eWith a skull as her headdress and a least a dozen tails adorning her belt she strides to you drunkenly.\n\n\\\u003eShe always got this way when she drank, like she could challenge you or something.\n\n\\\u003eEach time ended with her being humiliated.\n\n\\\u003eAs she pushes through the crowd, you can feel the eyes of your faction on you.\n\n\\\u003eThey look for weakness, look for anyway they can dig into you.\n\n\\\u003e\"There he is with his new PUSSY! Just like I called it!\" she roars stumbling towards you and Coul.\n\n\\\u003eA cool head always prevails; or at least in this case a sober one will.\n\n\\\u003eYou smile coldly at Ravish and run a hand under Coul's road leathers.\n\n\\\u003e\"Jealous?\" is all you say in response, pulling your machine gun next to you in one hand while pulling Coul closer into your lap\n\n\\\u003eRavish scowls and steps to you, growling angrily.\n\n\\\u003e\"You might rule now, but the second you slip! I'm taking control!\" she seethes as she stomps on Coul's tail.\n\n\\\u003eCoul winces in your lap, inadvertently digging her claws into your clothes. yet not making a sound.\n\n\\\u003eRavish smiles, cruelly twisting her paw on Coul's tail.\n\n\\\u003eYou in term take you machine gun barrel in one hand and bash the butt of it sharply into Ravish's tail; slamming it between your rifle butt and the hard ground.\n\n\\\u003eRavish yelps in surprise and pain; earning a chuckle of laughter from the onlookers.\n\n\\\u003e\"yea Ravish, you got what it takes, at least Coul didn't yelp like a pup\" you say wryly, digging the heavy wooden stock of your gun onto her tail.\n\n\\\u003eShe wanted to go for a weak part, she gets the same treatment.\n\n\\\u003e\"Don't touch her again\" you growl as you grind her tail down further, earning sharp whines\n\n\\\u003eRavish tries for all she is worth to pull her tail out from under your gun, a mix of fury and pain on her muzzle.\n\n\\\u003eWhen at last she frees it, she scowls at you, baring her teeth.\n\n\\\u003e\"One day Tread, I'll get you, and when I do, I'll add your pussy's tail to my collection\" she seethes before sulking off.\n\n\\\u003eCoul meanwhile, cradles her own tail; wincing slightly as she holds the now most likely bruised part of it.\n\n\\\u003e\"I do no like her... She is a mean bitch\" Coul mumbles more to herself than to you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Aye that she is\" you say calmly, adding a calming hand the hurt part of her tail.\n\n\\\u003eCoul purrs against you, holding your hand to her tail as you gently caress it.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you for defending me master\" she slowly purrs, rubbing against you slightly.\n\n\\\u003e\"I am not your master Coul, I am just Tread\" you respond.\n\n\\\u003eCoul stops her rubbing to examine you carefully.\n\n\\\u003e\"You are not my master?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou study her for a moment.\n\n\\\u003e\"I am your master I suppose, but you do not need to call me that every time; Tread works just fine\"\n\n\\\u003eCoul studies your face for a moment, then hugs you tightly.\n\n\\\u003e\"You are Tread, My Master\"\n\n\\\u003eYou are about to speak out against what she says, only for her to speak up once more.\n\n\\\u003e\"You are MY Tread\"\n\n\\\u003eIt takes a moment for that to sink in, but you pull her face to yours in a kiss when you understand.\n\n\\\u003e\"And You are MY Coul\" you respond.","series":{"name":"Be Coul, Will Travel","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1680657-be-coul-will-travel-chapter-2.json","next":"https://sofurry.com/s/dmBNz9Xm"}}