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The water fall beat at the stones endlessly, and a sly fox with a coat of red smiled as he rested on the driest stone in the river. For with his paw resting in the water, he felt cool, while the sun gave him warmth to relax. Like every day that followed the one before, the fox thought of sleeping and eating, yet his belly was full. Another thought however danced in his mind, and that was trickery. To the fox it was fun to play pranks, even if it was as pointless as placing dung in a mouse and giving it an owl.

However the fox was in a different mood. He wanted a prey that could be more fun, some gullible and easy to sway. He wanted a playmate that wouldn't be so easy to realize the game being played and leave him alone after just one round. As his mind held such thoughts his front right paw swirled the water, his black paw fur appearing like a mist in the crystal clear water. While his paw swirled the water a young panther walked past on the other end of the river bend. Though he was simply passing by the opening the jungle made to walk cross the river, the fox's interest was perked regardless.

The panther was as dark furred as the midnight sky, yet round his eyes were shining patches of white fur. And unlike most animals, the male had a fluff of fur on his head that looked like the crest of a bird or the hair of a human. The fox grinned and licked his lips, more so at the sight of how lean a body the young male had. He pictured that he would be a long playmate, and grinned at such a lovely thought. Quietly as the fox could, he followed suit, the panther not knowing a thing.

While the fox followed quietly, he decided that playing a game of follow the leader would never give him the entertainment that he desired, so to fix this he ran forward. Most would call the fox stupid, to run right into a panther, yet he had a feeling that this one would act as expected. His dash however was from an angle and he collided with the panther in the side, knocking both over. The fox however quickly flipped over back onto his legs, noting in his head the other male's gear in between his legs, and while the panther was still down and looking away, he licked his maw in devilish delight.

"I'm so sorry sir Panther!" called the fox, which brought himself to the other's attention. The panther blinked as he got up. A mix of annoyance and confusion was worn on his face, while hints of frustration were placed on as well. The fox wondered why such a range of emotion would be placed on the panther's face, but guessed it was just the reaction from his action.

"Oh yea," The panther spoke, his young voice soft and unsure, yet the power of his breed poured from every word. "Just don't do it again." The panther added as a warning, and began walking away. However if his play mate walked away, then the point would be no fun.

"Wait Sir Panther!" The fox called after him, and the panther turned his head, his blue eyes reflecting the white fur patches that surround them wonderfully. "I must do something to undo my crime." The fox said, his mind grinning from ear to ear. "But first I must know your name." The panther nodded and answered.

"I'm Shadow. But there is no need to care about some 'crime'. I'm fine regardless." The panther, Shadow as he called himself, left the fox all alone, but not before leaving a pleasant view of his rear end and gear as he left. The red fox mused on what must be done. Well there was always another day for another prank. The fox shook his head however, his desire for entertainment far too strong.

"Well Shadow, I guess it's time to play."

Shadow went on his way, to meet up with again with his family after some "delegations" with a local pride, which as expected was anything but expected, or nice for his tailhole. However the few days of rest had rested the sore muscles. The leopard thought on the fox that had interrupted him, finding it odd how he reacted to bumping into him. However is mind quickly left such thoughts and returned to the report he would have to give to his father. Lost in his own thoughts, he did not notice that in front of him was a tree branch laid down. As such Shadow tripped, landing on his face in the dirt.

Near by the fox from before grinned. His hiding view from the Leopard gave him another nice view of what he found interesting on the leopard. However simply tripping would become dull far too quickly, and as Shadow stood up, the male fox grin grew, his crimson coat shining in the summer sun as he revealed himself.

"You seem to have bad luck when it comes to running into things mister Shadow." The fox's mannerism had changed since the last time, though before he was apologetic, this time his words were slurred quickly, each rolling into the other, almost hypnotically. The leopard simply got up, his gaze dazed by falling yet again.

"Hey wait you're that fox from before." Shadow stated, a hint of confusion crossing his face.

"Indeed I am, now would you like to play a game?" The bold fox took a few steps closer, each movement was gauged carefully, for the leopard could easily out power him should the tables switch out of his favor. However bravado gave the fox a slight advantage as he kept Shadow guessing.

"What kind of game?" Shadow inquired, which the fox answered far to quickly.

"A simple one." The leopard however replied by barring his fangs, the sharp teeth causing the fox to take a step back.

"What could you offer that would make it worth my time?" Although Shadow did not often think of gains, this male fox was starting to get annoying.

"How does a tenth of the prey the foxes in this area hunts?" The fox had no intention to give into his deal, but most understood payments in rights of territory and food, and so few could turn down free food.

"Fine I'll play, what is the start?" The fox smiled again, and waved for him to follow with his tail. Shadow rolled his eyes and gave chase, winding right back at the water fall where the two first crossed paths. The fox jumped onto a stone, his left paw rose as if to motion to something. With that paw he waved to the water fall.

"The first of two clues is here. Can you guess which stone must be over turned?" Shadow heard these instructions and growled, wondering why he had not simply attacked the fox for being far to annoying. However he decided, that since a tenth of the food was a decent deal that he would play along. A clue in the jungle was not an easy to thing find. For unlike the human world, that relied on trickery only the fox and those of his tricky ilk liked to play games on the animals. Because of this, a fox's game was one of unknown rules. Shadow looked around and noticed that under the water fall and noticed something reflecting in the sun's light behind the water.

The leopard went to the waterfall; the swimming was rough as each stroke caused the water to overtake his coat. The fox however simply sat on the rock and watched. Shadow's thighs moved powerfully, and each push appeared as if the muscles could destroy more than just the water in its last location. This truth caused the fox to lick his maw, for the challenge of taming a beast that could destroy him was more rewarding than anything mundane.

As Shadow reached the stone wall of the cliff that the water rained down from below, he noticed that above him was something sticking out of the stone. It was high above the male, and the shining object was some trinket of a trip of some human group, for nothing natural shone gold in the summer sun. Claws extended as they broke the rock face, and chipped away at the skin of the cliff. Each time his fore paw rose, it dug into stone, and the fox grinned, licking his maw once more at the power the young leopard held. He had legs strong enough to kick holes in the sky, and forelegs with the power to take the sun out in a single strike of his mighty claws. Indeed the fox enjoyed such interesting prey.

Shadow climbed higher, each claw trenched mark brought the fox more interest. For the higher that Shadow climbed, the more of himself was revealed, and unknown to the leopard, the fox was such a peeping tom. Shadow's tail flared in annoyance as his claw struck the pocket where the object rested. With another swift pull of his other forepaw, the leopard got high enough to pull the metal sheet out with his fangs. The sheet tasted bitter, biting back without a sharp edge, but with a sharp taste. His weight pulled down, and the male leopard plummeted into the water below. Although many emotions flooded through the leopard's mind, none of which were all that friendly, he wondered the most how much the water would hurt.

"Here is the first clue you wanted." Shadow said, in a grunt after spitting out the metal sheet to the male. The pattern of white fur surrounding his eyes grew dark from the water and appeared like an overshadowed glare. The fox jumped for joy before speaking.

"Congrats indeed, now onto the second game." Shadow's glare moved from his fur to his entire face. Yet the fox didn't true care, not concerned with his own well being for the few views that he had been given were more than enough. "Now go into the field marked by three trees that stand as the gate. There is the second and final clue, if you can find it." The fox laughed as he ran off in the direction of the field. Shadow rolled his eyes as he followed suit, the annoyance in him raging to a new high

The fox grinned to himself as he hid among the tall grass; a clue left by him, since the clue what was he was sitting on. Another metal object of the world of man. However the grass had a secret left to be told. And a few pranks as well.

Shadow neared the tall grass, and his nose twitched, a scent familiar, yet faint enough to be indefinable to his nose from such a distance. However the close he got, the stronger the scent lingered in the air. It made his sheath quake and his mouth grow dry. His thoughts grew hazy, and lust was fading into his vision. The tall grass was stained with the scent of females in heat. More importantly the stain was of leopard kind, bringing Shadow to the edge of his hormones. As he walked deeper into the grass, his shaft began to escape the hiding space in between his legs. Shadow groaned as his brain was filled with hormones.

In the distance, the fox smiled at watching the show, how each step grew heavier, and the rod that weaseled its way free from in between the male's legs. The fox just grinned and licked his lips, moving away from the prize that he was protecting. The show that was about to start would be a much better prize.

Shadow panted heavily as his shaft grew to its full length, the smell of female heat frying the cells in his brain. It felt like electricity dancing in the leopard's brain. Shadow looked around, his vision filled with grass from all ends; the phantom smells lingered in the air, like apparitions of the lustful actions that had partaken in the location. The leopard took a few more steps before his body decided that walking was no longer allowed and his knees began to wobble by the overflow of hormones. Only three final steps before the leopard fell to the ground, deep breaths huffing in the toxin of the plants stained in the sexual fluids of female lust. The very air tasted like his kind, and amidst of the ground and grass he realized he knew that scent from far closer experience.

The fox grinned, unknowingly backing away. A myth among fox kind is that any predator is deadly when hungry, but they are a hundred times worse when horny. Oh though he kept away, even the fox could not resist the chance to see a creature so power at its strongest and weakest moment.

Shadow huffed as his shaft pressed hardly between the dirt and his stomach. His hips thrusted against his control, not the he had much control anyways. The male moaned out as the dirt brushed his sensitive barbed shaft, the specks rubbing roughly against flesh that demanded attention. Each rough touch to the under belly of the flared pink shaft brought a whimpering choir of moans from the leopard. However the dirt simply danced in the air and the lingering smell of female lust intensified as the tainted sands burst in the sky. His sister's scent burned in his nose, the air tasted like their folds that he had once licked cleaned. Demanding release, his body dug deeper in the ground, each thrust brushed tiny stones against his rod, the sensitive flesh given flashes of pain and pleasure to dance in the brain. Roughness of the ground could never compare to the soft moist tunnel of his sister's or mother's flesh. Shadow's eyes clenched tightly as pleasure raised, the thrusts being fast enough to cause a phallic shaped dent in the dirt.

The phantom image of his sister flowing white main appeared in his mind, soon her body appear under his. Paws parted to leave space for a creature that was not even present. However to his mind, it was the opposite. His thrusts changed speed as the muscles began to act as if there was resistance of flesh that did not exist. The most interesting this about the senses were when they deceived themselves, what did not exist was understood and experienced by it all. After all, all senses connected to the brain, and when the chemicals ran to their high so many things could happen. The smells lingered in the air, breathing life to the illusion has it took cemented form in the poor young leopard's mind. His eyes saw a face not there, and his sister's image licked his neck in between moans.

However the fox saw a very different sight. The view was not unpleasant, but to the fox the young strong leopard was dominating the ground as if it was female, his legs even stopping as if flesh brushed against his own to resist him. The crimson fox had no complaints of course, but just snickered. However he also knew by the way the leopard's hips moved his climax was near.

"Fill me brother! I want your cubs!" The feline below him whimpered the command, and although it was just dirt, his body felt the walls that did not exist tighten around his shaft, and a final howling meow left his vocal cords before seed poured out of his shaft. The world grew dark for a moment before the leopard fell onto his side. His breath was slow and heavy. The male's mind rested and with a relaxed grin his eyes sealed to take a nap.

The fox grinned one final time, seed pooled around his feet as he turned and left the field. After all he never had any intention to ever fill his part of the bargain anyway. With one last smirk and a laugh the fox hopped away, never to be seen again.

Vision returned to Shadow some time later, the air smelling of sex, yet his used shaft had no desire for a second episode. His vision fluttered open and shut as the eyes scanned the afternoon sun. Hidden a few leaps away, rested another sheet of metal, which the leopard picked up and smiled. However as he looked around he did not see the fox in question at all. Annoyance surfaced on his features as he thought it himself. What a wasted day.