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Ch 1: General Confusion

We enter in the midst of the first round and catch up on a few things.

A note to the reader, before I begin. This is a story based off the carnal combat series by (plugplugplugplug) Emerson (plugplugplugplug) so you should most certainly read his series after you check out this story. There are some differences (besides the duh with the characters) like the houses. There is no house of Stone but instead a house of Frost. There is a House of Thunder also and breaking in fresh to this tournament is a House of Claws. Go figure.

That Kyo was an interesting character to say the least. Donna took a breath, steadying herself. She had lost her focus and nearly fallen thinking about the coyote. The skunk stood atop a long narrow pole which was in turn balanced upon another. One single wrong move and she'd be on the ground in a second. The bracket this year had been a strange one, due to the appearance of the strangely furred coyote. This year would put her to the test though and she relished that. Nothing but tough fights ahead of her, especially from that new house; the House of Claws. No one liked that House one bit. Rai of the House of Shadow would be facing Zaggereith, something she had informed Sky he could be glad to have lost for. Even she had almost surcome to his trick before... whatever it was. She didn't have too much towards of against the tiger but she didn't want to see him up against an opponent who emanated such an aura. He was too much of a novice. She, on the other paw, could take him; she just needed to see what he could do first.

This competition was so interesting. The return of Joan brought a new challenge for her and Snowfire... She didn't even know much about her either. She could figure out more though when she saw them fight. If Joan fought anything like Kai she'd have her work cut out for her. Hopping off the pole, she gracefully landed, then kicked the bottom one in half before it could topple over, catching the higher one when it tumbled trough the air almost lazily into her paw. Course anyone headed her way would have to be pretty damn good. She wasn't the reigning champion for nothing.

~*~

This year was such an awkward one. With the arrival of that coyote the whole bracket was ruined. Until the semifinals someone would get a match off. Rai couldn't tell if he was relieved that Zag got the first match off or not. That was whom he was fighting next. The feline adjusted his headband, closing his eyes as he let himself relax, beginning to slip into slumber despite how it was only mid noon. He wasn't the most focused of fighters and his brother always warned him that would be his undoing. Well now his brother was out and it was his turn to represent the house. He would make his brother proud and do it his way.

Suddenly one of his pointed ears trembled and his bright golden eyes flicked open. What was that? Something... he sat up on his elbows, then readjusted his ears, the points swiveling atop his head. Wait, it was- he looked up just in time to see a shimmering mass drop on top of him, pining him to the bed. "Hey!" He yelled, kicking at the thing which had his wrists in a firm grasp. "Leggo!"

"As if ya little slacker." Said the thing, resting a considerable amount of weight on his stomach.

"Come on bro, my match isn't for another three days, won't even give me the chance to sit back and enjoy the end of the first round feast will you?"

"Not if you're not ready for the next match." Suddenly the shimmering bit of air dropped its guise to show itself as his brother, an almost identical feline with a small scar going over his left cheek. "Zag is no one to take lightly. I've seen him already messing around and he wasn't even serious."

Rai of the House of Shadow blinked. His brother sounded serious. Well he always sounded serious which was kind of a drag but this time there was something in his tone that beckoned attention, there was no humor in this whatsoever. "What... do you mean?" His brows raised and his brother rose off of him, hopping to the side of the bed.

"He's no one to trifle with. I don't know much about him but through his movements and... you saw that aura, you felt it." Rai shivered. It was odd; no one actually exuded an aura of sexuality like that. There were attractive furs but...

"Ha, I have this tournament won already." Zaggereith boasted. The blue-furred wolf hybrid pointed at his chest with his thumb.

"Oh, get over yourself." Shadow had said. The cheetah seemed unusually perturbed by the wolf; she had been off the whole evening. It was the opening feast and spirits were high, at least they had been before Zaggereith and his other House member had shown up. Rai had been talking to the coyote with the strange accent before Zaggereith had shown up, he didn't even know when; he'd only looked over when the commotion had started. Almost all the fighters were there, only Sei, Snowfire; both of the House of Frost and Kaiya of the House of Thunder hadn't shown up.

"S'cuse me?" Zaggereith asked, raising a slender brow, eyes twinkling with humor. "I... I don't think you just said what I thought you said, did you?" His arms crossed his chest and he regarded the scantily clothed female.

"I said get over yourself, you're not that great." Shadow replied. Rai had figured Zaggereith had said something offensive before, the cheetah was always so calm and relaxed. Fun even. He'd planned on playing Sensuale with her too, he'd heard she was almost a master at it from his brother.

"That's what I thought you said..." The canine sighed and dropped his paw only to lift it up and cover his eye with it. Now all the attention in the area was on them. The eating had stopped, everyone was just watching.

"Things are about to get lame..." Muttered the coyote. "I'm out." And Kyo had left. Just before the most frightening and... as much as Rai hated to admit it... arousing thing he'd ever seen happened.

The exposed eye began to glow and Rai felt his vision become blurry, he staggered before he found his balance once more and suddenly something had changed. Tearing his eyes away from the canine he looked over at Shadow. The feline had pulled her clothes off with an expression containing a mixture of arousal and fright, her paws working at her soaked sex. She dropped to her knees, stroking the sensitive bit of flesh, her eyes closed tight, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment but she couldn't stop herself, she couldn't even go fast enough, her body rocking as her paws furiously worked at her pussy, one slipping behind her to push her seeking fingers into her tailhole.

Everything was still quiet, everyone stared and somewhere in his gawking Rai knew he had a hard on. His member tented his pants and he could see the same effect was showing in Sky across the way. Søren had been shuffling about uncomfortably though his eyes never left the sight of the masturbating cheetah, everyone's ears perking up when she began to pant and moan.

"Cry my name." Zaggereith said with a broad sneer, completely impassive of the effect he was having on everyone. Shadow bent forward, her eyes squeezing shut even tighter as she worked her sex, pushing four of her fingers deep into the slick folds.

"No..." She managed to force from between her quivering lips. She bit down on them right afterwards, falling so her face hit the floor, her tail raised high in the air to expose her tailhole, puckered around three working fingers, her sex just as stretched by the four she had managed to force in. Her paw and most of her forearm was soaked with her juices but she still hadn't cum. Shadow gave a yowl of frustration and desire as she pawed, rocking her body back into her imaginary lover. "Never..." She said despite how Zaggereith hadn't even continued to speak.

His eye only glowed brighter.

Now Rai was feeling the urge to paw and he wasn't even close. Some of the guests who had shown up had discarded their clothes and were now pawing as well, staring at the canine. Something about him beckoned so much attention...

"Fuck..." Shadow panted lowly. "Z-"

"Stop." Everyone but the pawing furs stopped. At the words Shadow stopped speaking but she couldn't stop pawing, she was far too gone for that. Rai had frozen himself, his paws caught before him, only a few inches away from his member, he had almost joined in the masturbation frenzy.

"Save your fighting for the arena." It was Snowfire of the House of Frost. The snow leopardess shook her head, a look full of disgust written on it. "And leave her be." She wore the thick black collar on her neck, the same one he had seen her with, the same one he had heard was rumored to keep her from becoming aroused and was the reason she hadn't ever cum since it had been put on. The leopardess stood near the door, showing that she had just entered.

"I'm simply teaching her not to mouth off to her betters is all." Zaggereith said simply, speaking over the moans of the cheetah, his mirth evident in his tone.

"Then that's a lesson you should learn yourself before you try to tell someone else the same."

Zaggereith gave something between a growl and a laugh. "Fine, I'll let your friend be. I like you." His eye suddenly ceased glowing and the cheetah gave a screech of pleasure, crying out as she came, her body shaking like a gale as she finally came, watery feminine cum spilling from her sex to splatter down her arm to the floor, more and more of the stuff that Rai had ever seen come from one female alone until finally she was resting in a puddle of the mess, the smell of sex heavy in the air. The furs who had begun pawing after her finished soon after, the cheetah being unfortunate enough to be near a bear who fired his load in her direction, a few of his strong spurts landing on her back, marking her shamefully.

"Happy?" Zaggereith smirked.

"Content for the moment. I'll be happy when you and your House are gone." Snow stated this without the tiniest bit of emotion in her voice.

Snorting the canine turned, his cape sweeping in the air behind him. "Ace, I'm leaving to my quarters. Have fun with the idiots here." And with that he prowled off.

Rai shivered. "How far do you think he would have gone if Snow hadn't been there?"

"I don't want to think about it. I'm sure he couldn't do that to -all- of us." Said his brother, not sounding sure of that at all. "But I'm sure he has better tricks than that if he showed that one before we even started fighting." Rai took a breath. His brother was right. He had to be as prepared for that fight as possible.

~*~

Shadow shook her head, punching the soft earth beneath her. She'd just gotten through thinking about that same event as well. The fact that it had happened, and that it had happened to her made her mad, but what angered her even more was how she'd liked it.

How some part of her had enjoyed that treatment, she'd almost been broken and begged in front of a live audience. Even if the audience were victims too, unable to do much to say against or for it.

Søren had been defeated. Somehow. It was up to her to fight for her house; she couldn't lose now. Even if it would be against the female that had saved her from the oh so humiliating pleasure, even if she had allowed her to finally get the orgasm she was in the verge of begging for. Something about Snowfire made her like her automatically, despite how distant she was from everyone. This wouldn't be a fun match at all. She couldn't even relax as she normally did before a match, she couldn't be her normal happy self, she was just too worried.

"As much as I do like you on your paws and knees I think you're going to have to get up sometime hun." Shadow flushed furiously when she realized whom it was and did as he beckoned, rising and turning about to face the male.

"Sorry Søren... I was just... thinking."

The canine, a hybrid just like Zaggereith, but with white fur and two mismatched eyes, one emerald, the other rose colored, smiled at her softly and shook his head. "Nothing to apologize for. I just don't like to see you in such a vulnerable position." That was Søren for you. He had lost his match before but all he cared about was her welfare. In fact, he hadn't even been angry he'd lost. He'd been dejected but only for a few moments and then told her with a good-natured (if he had any other kind) laugh that it had at least been a fun loss for both parties.

She just needed his confidence. She used to be able to share in it but after that event... she'd just been shaken. "Hey, forget about that whole feast thing." Søren said, shaking his head as he approached her. "He aimed that in your direction, hell I wasn't even nearby and I was on the verge of pawing myself." The canine smiled, then took her in a warm embrace that seemed to send strength to her resolve. "Course that may have just been because of who I was watching 's all." With that he pulled his head back to give her a broad wink.

Shadow flushed even deeper, burying her nose in his neck. "Thank you." His words actually did make her feel better; she could feel her confidence returning already.

"You won't need to face that guy for a while if ya win, so we'll have a strategy figured out by then so you can beat him." Søren nodded once, this news making her feel a little better as well. Søren often had that effect on others. He was often so quiet and modest he wasn't noticed, but he had the ability to move mountains despite his gentle demeanor. That was probably the reason he was a former champion, he had only been dethroned when Donna came around.

"Mm... all right." Shadow nodded, pulling away to stare in Soren's eyes as if to display the renewed vigor he had given her.

"Good." Obviously the wolf hybrid saw something he liked due to the twinkling of his eyes.

"Now, focus on the now. Your next match won't be easy, I'm not going to lie, you're going up against Snowfire. Easy or no, you can still beat her though. You've got the talent, just prepare for every match you go up against beforehand, that's the key to success."

"Mm..." She nodded a little.

Suddenly Soren's paw shot out and he gave her breast a playful grope before pulling away. "Time to ready you." Shadow took a step back and a breath at the sudden attack, grinning widely.

She hopped back a few paces, dancing on her footpaws, her tail moving slowly behind her in comparison with her quick movements. Without saying what was on her mind and wasting time, she launched herself at the canine only to feel his leg slip under hers to trip her over, flipping her with a paw to put her on her back. His other leg swept over her, running his toes down her body until they pressed against the fabric of her pants between her legs, toes wriggling above the sensitive spot. He had felled her so easily, no wonder he was a champion. She wriggled free of his loose grasp, knowing he was toying with her. She hadn't used her tricks either so she wasn't too worried. This wasn't actual combat; this was just a simple sparring match.

"What if I like getting ready more than the actual match?"

Søren grinned in response and was in front of her in a flash, his strong paws ripping away her pants to expose her sex. "That means you'll just have to keep on winning so you can keep getting ready."

~*~

Oh, she was ready all right. They had taken a few breaks between each session, having spent five of the past seven hours sparring, one "eating" and by eating one implied some food being consumed with sex afterwards and an hour actually resting. Shadow was resting the last two hours before her match, if she lost he did his best, though he might have tired her out a bit. He'd been having so much fun he'd forgotten she wasn't exactly at the same level as he was. She'd sure kept up pretty well for someone who supposedly wasn't though. Probably all those years of training with Sensuale. She'd usually been able to keep her desires in check, she was one of the best he'd ever seen with that, hell, even if she was aroused she had a good amount of control, that's what made what happened at the feast so odd.

The House of Fog was being so odd about this whole thing! No one knew who this Zaggereith was or where his House of Claws had emerged from. He had to have come from somewhere; no one was that skilled naturally. He'd lied to Shadow before, he wasn't on the verge of pawing, but he sure as hell was pretty aroused and that was no small feat if he hadn't even been touched.

There had to be some record of this guy in the grand records or at least someone like him, with that power. Søren nodded and set out in the direction of the records, lost in his own thoughts.

~*~

Kyo, the least trained of the fighters was actually doing something other than screwing around for once. He was on his back, panting for breath actually. Slowly he rolled over and pushed himself up onto his footpaws, raising his paws in a defensive stance. Currently he was receiving a crash course in Combat from Sei, who had figured his immediate skill with the art could use some fine-tuning by his learning a little. "Why are we doing this? I'm never defensive in a fight..." He groaned.

"In case you ever have to be." She said with a smirk. "Also so you can better learn to defend those parts weakest to you in Combat. You've felt the energies, as it seems." The feline gave as short nod to the bulge in his jeans.

"Shut up!" Kyo responded, flushing some. Kaiya chuckled from her position up in a tree. She had been reading when they had first come out into the courtyard, it was right near the grand records so it was a perfect spot to be, she could simply grab a new scroll when she was done with this one. It was a wide open area, paved with slate, thick square slabs of the stuff covering the open area where it sprawled over a large piece of earth, surrounded by the buildings, grand records, the main temple or prayer, the secondary and then another way with led to some of the more obscure arenas.

The brown skunk, often mistaken for a squirrel to her annoyance, had watched the two moving. That coyote was pretty good when the demanding female on the ground wasn't making him do something he wasn't uncomfortable with. She wouldn't have minded fighting him... Of course that fight with Ace of the House of Claws had been interesting as well. But this coyote, he had no form, he was untapped potential. Had no House either...

Kaiya shook her head, brushing a thought from it as she did so.

"Trust me Sei, I've got all this stuff covered, even got my own style." The coyote crossed his arms. He was on his back again. "Complete with seven forms to it, though that damn House of Claws stole my name."

"Oh really now? What would these forms be?" Sei slid her own arms over her chest impassively as the coyote rose from his spot, brushing dirt from his jeans.

For each form listed he would extend a digit. "Claws swirling like leaves, Claws dancing like snowflakes, Claws dropping like raindrops, Claws blinding like sand, Claws binding like flame, Claws breaking like bone, Claws that shatter the soul." The coyote nodded in a matter of fact way. "In no particular order: the claw style, all of my own creation."

Kaiya's ears perked up at that. If that wasn't suspicious nothing was. Even if he did say the house stole his name was it possible that he was some sort of third Combatant for them in case their weapon Zaggereith didn't win? She hadn't been there but she'd heard what happened and apparently Kyo left before it happened. Could he be hiding something?

"Mmmhmm." Sei chuckled. "Are you sure those aren't all the same thing just with different names?"

"Oh I'm sure."

"Hey Søren." Sei suddenly turned to face the wolf who'd been making his way over to the grand records entrance before he'd stopped to observe them.

"Hello Sei." He said pleasantly, a strange look crossing his face before he smiled. Kaiya figured he had heard too. If that coyote was supposed to be a spy he sure was a bad one, practically announcing himself to everyone. No one understood why he was even allowed in, it still didn't make sense. But the letter he had carried with him had sure changed he head of the House of Fog's mind. "Kyo." The canine gave a curt nod to the other.

"Yo dude." Said Kyo, walking over with a broad grin. "Hope ya didn't swing by to steal any of my secret skills, they're pretty rough to learn."

"Can't say I did. But now I'm curious... secret skills? And you said something about claws."

"Yep, my claw style." The coyote was practically bouncing on his footpaws already; he sure wasn't very good at hiding his excitement. "I didn't wanna show it off with Sei, didn't wanna hurt her or nuthin but... well she said ya used to be the champion roun' here so if you wanted a demonstration I'd be happy to show ya."

Kaiya raised her brows. An interesting coyote indeed. Not many competitors showed off their abilities before using them in battle. Actually... only Kyo and Zaggereith had so far in this year's tournament. At least that she'd seen or heard about. She'd have to see if this was worth retelling.

Søren on the other paw happened to be thinking for his House when he gave a short nod.

"Sure, why not?" He took a few paces to the side, adopting a casual fighter's stance, not really thinking this demonstration worth concern. If Shadow won he'd have something to show her and she'd be better prepared for her fight with Kyo. If not, he was fairly sure he'd learn something about the style of the House of Claws; he was fairly sure this Kyo was of their ranks now.

"Hmmm... which style?" Kyo stroked his jaw, messing with the fur there before turning to Sei. "Pick a number between eight and a billion."

"Huh? Oh, er... Sixty-seven."

"Sixty-seven?" The coyote stared at her dryly. "Alright, Miss I'ma-pick-a-small-number, sixty-seven it is." Kaiya was almost on the verge of yelling. Would he just get on with it?!?! Did he have to make a big deal out of everything? What kind of fighter was he? "Alright, six plus seven is thirteen, one times three is three so the third style, Claws Dancing like Snowflakes." Without warning he darted straight at the wolf, hopping in the air.

Søren stepped back out of the way of the axe kick, the coyote's footpaw coming to the ground with a loud crunch, leaving the stone cracked a tiny bit. Carrying his weight forward on that paw he slid forward and somersaulted, doing another axe kick with his opposite footpaw. The wolf dodged to the side accordingly but suddenly a cloud of dirt and rock fragments went into the air when his second kick hit the ground. Before he could respond with a kick the coyote had grabbed his paw and swung him about into the middle of the floating debris. Kyo then hopped into the air and kicked a little rock in his direction.

Wham.

It hit him in the gut. Søren winced; he had no other choice, the stone hurt like hell. Before he knew it another came out of no-where, cracking his footpaw to make him shift his balance. Søren was no novice though, he wasn't going to sit and take this. Another stone came, slamming into his back knee to make him drop into the ground and he glanced at the coyote that was darting about, kicking the larger chunks of rock in his direction.

Søren placed his paws flat on the ground, then drew them back up, a wild gust sweeping the coyote off his footpaws when both of them weren't firmly planted on the earth. Most of the dust blew away and the wolf rose, his injured parts aching a little. "Hmm, so that's one of your styles... Good to know Kyo. I'll see you around, I have some research to take care of."

And with that he walked into the grand records chamber.

Kaiya sat with a perplexed expression. That wasn't something one saw every day. Usually one was focused in one area; this coyote seemed to be handling two with some skill. Well not too much from how he was knocked off his footpaws so easily but he wasn't some rube. She'd have to keep reminding herself of that fact; he sure looked like one.

~*~

Snowfire had been told of this arena some time before which is why she'd visited so early before her match. Whenever she had an official match she'd done this same procedure. But for this place she'd come even earlier to pray to the gods and meditate to become one with the arena. And finally she would pray to the collar. Pray that this victory would be enough to satisfy it's lust and she would finally be rid of it.

The snow leopardess had worn a long flowing robe to this match, which was quite unlike most of the combatants. They didn't want to be hindered, slowed or their opponent given an opportunity to catch them. She didn't care because she could find a way out of it. She fingered a hem as she rested on her knees, eyeing the place once more.

It was a small arena, ring outs were allowed which Snowfire detested, flowing winds moved over the area, carrying the thick mist that blanketed the stone ground and dampened her clothes. Not strangely enough it carried a heavy odor of cum. What was strange was that it was unusually thick, concentrated as if several loads had been blown just recently, and right in front of one's nostrils. It clogged the air. Outside the boundary there wasn't a pit or anything as there usually was but the mist rose and grew so thick one couldn't see whatever lay in store if they wanted to. Snowfire knew what lay there though and she didn't intend on confirming what she had heard through experience.

"Hello Snowfire." Snowfire stood, turning in the direction of the voice. It was Shadow, right on time.

"Hello."

"I just... wanted to say thank you." She said lowly, looking at the shrouded ground. The cheetah had worn black, strange that she'd picked a color opposite Snowfire's. "For before..."

"Think nothing of it." Snowfire replied simply. "I didn't want this lopsided bracket any more wrecked than it has already become and it was a shame seeing something like that happen to a fellow combatant."

"Alright, I just wanted to say though." Shadow took a fighting stance, her front footpaw carrying most of her weight. "Because I'm not holding back. I'm in this for my House, same as you."

The other feline nodded. "Agreed."

"Snowfire versus Shadowcry." Said a disembodied voice. "Fight."

Shadow nodded as if to reassure herself. This was it; she'd have to win this match if she planned on getting back at Zaggereith. Of course she'd heard the rumor that Snowfire had never lost a match but still, she had to try.

Shadow darted towards the other feline, sweeping at her legs with a fast kick. Snowfire easily stepped out of the way but didn't expect the tail that moved across her breasts in the wake of the leg. Shadow hopped away once again then darted back at her, striking head on with punches and blows Snowfire easily deflected, her icy gaze still on her face. As she struck high Shadow moved her tail between her own legs to snake up and down the thigh of the other female, feeling her through her robes.

Snowfire gasped at being touched once again, not expecting attacks like this as she wasn't skilled with her own tail.

Grinning Shadow scored a blow, chopping Snowfire's side to make her teeter over, the opposite paw shooting out to grasp a pawfull of robes and tear them away, revealing above average breasts. The cheetah licked her lips and began to spring away but before she could even move Snowfire had gone on the attack, striking with a barrage of punches that stung Shadow's arms every time she blocked one.

Shadow blocked a high chop but a fist snaked under her guard, slamming into her stomach hard enough to double her over. The feline, grasping for air, saw Snowfire slide behind her and suddenly felt her skirt ripped away, two slender paws resting on her hips, one rising to spank her, sending a tremor of pleasure up her spine. Gritting her teeth, the cheetah dropped and rolled away, turning to face her opponent. Things were bad; she was already feeling the energies of the arena and from the looks of it Snowfire wasn't.

Her breasts were exposed; her nipples didn't even look hard. It really couldn't be that collar, could it? It didn't look particularly special, was just a collar, a bit dark and heavy looking but... nothing strange about it, was there?

Shadow readjusted her stance just as Snowfire was on her again, slamming her knee into the cheetah's side. She had expected the blow though and braced herself, then wrapped her arm about the other feline's thigh, pulling her close, her paw sliding under to grope her butt not so lightly, the other paw ripping away her robes. Or beginning to at least.

The snow leopardess regarded the actions without any panic in her eyes, pulling up her opposite footpaw to fondle the exposed breast with deft toes. Gasping, Shadow released her grip on the fabric to block the footpaw away. Just what Snowfire had hoped for. The snow leopard dropped back, falling to rest her footpaw on the ground, pulling Shadow off balance in the process, her arm now trapped between the thigh and calf of her opponent. Her groping was doing something though little and the half torn robe fluttered aside in the wind to reveal her sex which was wetted with the tiniest bit of dew. Snowfire even saw the tail snaking through the air towards her and grasped it in a strong paw. Now that she had what she really wanted, she dropped her curled leg to the ground to take a firm stance, pulling Shadow about painfully by her tail, pressing her hips to the cheetah's rump.

Shadow hardly could keep up, one moment she was groping, advancing in the fight, the next she was behind, or in front rather, the snow leopard behind her slamming her hips into her rump to make her whimper, her own sex rapidly growing wet. Every time their soft flesh collided she could feel the energies of the arena pushing into her as if forced by the hips. She had to get away.

As Snowfire's paw came about to grope her breast Shadow found a solution. Most of her tail being in the grasp of air alone, only the sensitive base held tight, Shadow sent the length curling down to stroke the lips of her opponent's sex. Snowfire gave a gasp of pleasure and continued her attempt to hump her opponent into submission but she knew the pleasurable sensations from the deft tail would render her limp if she allowed that to continue.

Taking a breath, the leopardess attempted to recover herself but the tail wrapped about her ankle, pulling her footpaws out from under her to drop her to the floor. Hard. Inhaling after her breath was forced from her by the fall Snowfire felt the cheetah spring atop her, sitting on her stomach to rest her footpaws on the white female's slender arms and pin them to the floor.

Grinning with her snatch exposed and glistening Shadow knew she had the advantage once again. Her paws searched behind her blindly in pursuit of the other female's thighs and found them, pushing them apart to expose her sex once more, the bushy end of her tail playing over the area. From the twinge of pleasure Shadow saw she caused she knew with this she couldn't lose. The leopardess writhed and bucked beneath her, trying to get free but the other feline remained strong, working the very tip of her tail into Snow's sex.

Suddenly Snow gave a low growl, her black markings beginning to lighten and turn red. Shadow could actually feel the feline begin to grow hotter and her long hair lengthened into a mane of flames. Even worse when Shadow finally launched herself clear of the strange attack she could feel the warmth still, clinging to her body, searching like some beast looking for her weak spots, the occasional burst of heat in a spot making her tremble and nearly fall over.

Snow rose, her collar now sporting dark red bolts instead of the silver ones and attacked once more, moving quicker than Shadow had ever seen, even from Søren. Suddenly her opponent was behind her and her tail was in the grasp of the other at the very tip this time. She didn't even have time to think as the tip was jammed into her tailhole, hard.

Shadow gave a cry of pleasure, her tail feeling on fire inside her tight depths, pleasure moving through every fiber of her down there, spreading to her sex, making her woozy. She had to think of a way to get free before it was too late.

Snowfire never gave her the chance.

Snowfire took the feline and rolled back, holding her arm and tail only to release her mid roll, sending the lithe female sailing out of bounds, into the mist.

The next part was just as Snowfire had been told. The mist maintained a gaping hole of shadow where the cheetah had broken through but it slowly began to fade, revealing the cheetah to be laying on the ground only a few feet below. Shadow rose, looking a little dazed as she did so, then glanced up at Snowfire. Was she eliminated? What sort of arena was this?

Suddenly her wrists were grabbed at the same time; spread wide and a paw pushed her forward, onto her knees. Shadow looked about in confusion, then fright when she saw what was holding her. The fog had formed into shadowy monsters who's only form was the portion gripping her wrists, making her concerned for what would happen next. They were foggy, looking more like clouds than anything; she had to squint to make out details like eyes and their flared nostrils. She swept her tail at the two holding her but it only passed through them and suddenly it was stopped entirely as she felt a paw hold it, lifting it up.

Shadow glanced back in fear, her eyes spread wide as she saw the mist swirl and solidify at a single point, suddenly becoming a fat, long cock. She didn't have to wait much longer after that either until suddenly another formed beneath her, driving straight into her cunny. The other slammed into her ass a moment later and without a pause the two lengths began bucking back and forth despite her screams of pleasure mixed with fear.

She whimpered, her fingers balling into fists as her body jerked back and forth under the furious assault of the dual members, her holes squeezing about the cocks, so solid in comparison with their users.

Suddenly she came, all her stamina lost under the pounding she was taking, her body shaking as she doused the lower prick with her feminine fluids, soaking her own thighs and the floor. Suddenly she felt heavy spurts inside her as the cocks came simultaneously, filling her with more seed than she had ever taken in before. It felt like she were about to burst, a feeling coursing up through her from the cock in her ass. They began to feel like they were melting away but the sensation continued, traveling up her form until she tasted something familiar on her tongue. Was that... cum? She was forced her open her mouth as more of the stuff left her throat the wrong way, going up her body only to exit her mouth, pouring to the floor. It went over he lips and dripped from her jaw, more and more of the thick, creamy substance making it's way through her body, filling her sex and her bowels with the stuff, the load that couldn't get in dousing her thighs and her pert, trembling rump. Finally both of the cocks wasted away into nothing and she fell on the floor, panting in a pool of cum.

"Arena Elimination." Said the voice. "Snowfire wins."

Hm, so that had explained the scent. The mist was cum itself. Snow had watched the whole spectacle with a dull sort of fascination, her coat back to it's normal color but turned when the mist shrouded Shadow once more. The leopardess adjusted her torn robes, making a shoddy skirt out of it with a few tears, then wrapped a wide strip of fabric about her chest, covering her breasts. The energies had already left her; she could never enjoy them for long, even if she knew she would never be able to enjoy them as others did. Suddenly there was a shriek of pleasure and Snowfire shook her head, walking out of the arena. Certainly a match she was happy to have won.

Soren sighed. He sat in Shadow's room, waiting for her. He'd already heard that she lost so he was there to console her, she would most likely be upset about losing her match. Fortunately though, he'd learned more than a little about Ace, the House of Claws and Kyo in one fell swoop. There wouldn't be any mysteries for much longer, not if he had anything to do with it. Deciet belonged in the arena and it should stay there.

At least that's what Soren thought, patting one of the few scrolls in his lap. He took a breath, after he told Shadow what he learned he could tell everyone else, but his House always came first.

Of course he didn't know that with every bit he learned he would understand a little less. Secrets and deceit don't give that easilly.

~End~

Carnal Combat is ~not~ mine. So don't ask me about it if you like sommat in it. Talk to him. Read his story first. Well then clean yourself off, don't want you messing up your keyboard. Theeeeen you can talk to him about it.

Um, don't mess with the characters in this without asking though, they's mine. :D Just not the setting.