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Dalmatian Air.

Written By: Wolfie Steel.

Part 7.

This story will contain gay furry sex, and the occasional use of strong language, if you are not old enough, (18/21), to read such material, or if there is a chance that it will offend you, please don't continue to read past this point................So, still here I see, well then, sit back and enjoy.

I give Ion a quick tour of the hanger and show him where everything is, I then quickly drop by the bar where I find Lloyd busy getting ready to open for his lunchtime rush.

"Hey Lloyd, look I hate having to ask this, I know that you are busy, but me and Joe are heading out to Jersey to collect Mr Danter, and seeing as how my plane is nothing but ashes, we'll be using the cargo plane which needs both me and Joe at the controls, so I was wondering if your offer of help was still good?"

The Husky walks from behind the bars counter while wiping his handpaws on a towel.

"Yo Jason, I'm gonna be leaving this place in your capable hands for the day, I'm heading across to Dalmatian Air to help with the cleanup"

No sooner had Lloyd spoken when a large bull appeared from the bars back room.

"Sure thing boss, it'll be pretty quiet today anyway"

With that Lloyd walks with me and Ion back to the hanger, on the way back I introduce Ion to Lloyd. We enter the hanger and we are met by Kyle, Ion steps back fearing the behemoth of a Rottweiler, I see his reaction and put a gentle handpaw on his shoulder.

"Ion, there is no need to worry about Kyle, he won't hurt you, at least he won't if he wants my tail tonight"

Both Ion and Kyle blush madly, and then Kyle makes his reply.

"Ion, I may look large and imposing but truth be known, this weakling of a Dalmatian can easily take me down"

As he finishes his reply he raises a claw to his muzzle and licks it, then he gives the motion to say that is one to him. At this Ion lets out a giggle. With all of the introductions over, Joe and I head out to the plane and begin our journey to Jersey.

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With Joe and me now heading towards Jersey, Kyle takes control of the cleanup at the hanger.

"Ok guys, all joking aside, this hanger means a lot to Joe and Leo, it's their business so let's get it back to looking more like a business than a scrap yard. Ion, you and I will tackle the general cleaning so that leaves you Lloyd, will you be able to either fix or board the windows that are broken please? As for the burnt out wreck of the plane, we'll leave that where it is for now, I have no doubt that the police will want to see if they can get any evidence from it"

Lloyd heads outside to assess what he needs to fix the windows while Kyle heads off towards the rear of the hanger to fetch a couple of brooms and some garbage bags, leaving Ion standing at the desk taking in the devastation around him.

Suddenly the hangers entrance door creaks open and a large Tiger makes his entrance.

"My my, somebody really did a cracking job in demolishing this place"

Ion quickly spins his head towards the voice, he then let's out a slight whimper as he sees the huge cat approaching him, the Tiger senses that the young wolf is intimidated by him so he uses it to his full advantage and grabs the wolf by the scruff of the neck and then slams him up against one of the hanger support beams. Ion lets out a huge yelp as his back makes contact with the steel beam; the yelp is loud enough to reach Kyle's ears. Kyle quickly turns on his heal and heads back into the main hanger, he hides behind a supporting wall and looks towards where the sound came from, and he sees that Ion is pinned to the beam by the Tiger's paw.

Kyle quickly takes stock and knows that he can easily take the Tiger down, but he also knows that he needs the element of surprise; otherwise Ion will be a goner. Kyle stealthily approaches the back of the Tiger and then taps him on his shoulder, the Tiger turns his head just in time to have a huge Rottweiler paw slammed into his face.

With a huge growl of pain the Tiger quickly lets go of the young Wolf who then falls to the ground, by this time Lloyd has heard the commotion and has used his cell phone to call Jason at the bar and the two now stand just inside the doorway ready to offer assistance.

Kyle now stands between Ion and the Tiger and speaks.

"Well Mr Doncaster, you now have an even bigger problem than you had before, and don't tell me that you are not Reginald Doncaster because there aren't many Tigers that dress in suits and drive big expensive cars in this neighbourhood"

On hearing that the Tiger was none other than Doncaster, both Lloyd and Jason walk towards us, Jason the Bull now speaks up.

"Boss, is this the dude that caused all this damage to the hanger, because if it is, then I would dearly love to rip him a new fucking tailhole"

Lloyd stops the Bulls advance with a paw and then calls out to Kyle.

"Kyle, the ball is in your court now, the police are on their way, but the way I see it, the hanger floor is very slippery so plenty of scope for an unfortunate slip with the resulting injuries, bashed up knees, black eyes, bruised elbows, I think you get my drift"

Suddenly there is another voice from the doorway, a Lion/Bull hybrid.

"Doncaster you bastard so help me if you have hurt my pup I will break you in fucking half"

Kyle looks down at the still unconscious Wolf and then back to the hybrid, he then makes his reply.

"Well my friend, it seems that Mr Doncaster has four pretty well built guys who want to give him a kicking, but that is something we can't do, if we do that then we give the fucker all the ammunition he needs to bury us. Now, me and Jason will keep hold of Doncaster, while Lloyd helps you tend to your mates slight injuries"

With a growl from his throat the hybrid walks over to Ion, pushing past Doncaster on the way, he then gently kneels down and lifts the young Wolf into his arms, Kyle continues to speak.

"Ok, I don't know your name my friend, and in truth I have known Ion for all of an hour, but he seems to be a good guy, as do you, if you carry Ion up the stairs behind me, you will find a coffee room, inside there is a soft couch and medical supplies, take him and lie him on the couch and keep watch over him, Jason and me will keep tabs on this piece of shit until the cops get here"

The hybrid nods his head and begins to walk towards the staircase, as he passes Kyle he turns and replies.

"Thanks, Mr Townsend is a lucky guy; by the way my name is John"

He then turns to Doncaster and continues.

"As for you asshole, if the cops don't lock you up, you will need to find a new chief grease monkey, cuz I fuckin' quit"

Kyle lets out a hearty belly laugh at the Tigers expense.

"It just ain't your fucking day today is it bud, well that is what you get for trying to bully Dalmatian Air into closure"

The Tiger tries to pull away from Kyle, but the Rottweiler holds him fast, just then the police make their entrance, Kyle tells the police everything.

"This guy has held a grudge over Dalmatian Air for quite some time, culminating in him trespassing on private property, and attacking a member of staff"

There is the sound of paw cuffs being attached to the Tigers paws. With him restrained he is led away by the cops, Kyle walks over to Jason and holds out his paw.

"Well Jason, you and me are going to be seeing a lot more of each other very soon as Lloyd has put me on his payroll"

Jason gently takes the offered paw into his beefy hand and replies.

"To think I was pissed at Lloyd for giving an outsider the head bar tender gig which I was hoping to get, but now, I think I will enjoy having you as a second boss, and don't worry, your butt is safe from me, I have known Leo and Joe for a lot of years, so I hold a lot of respect for them, and I have also seen how happy you make Leo"

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Joe and I land the plane smoothly at Jersey airport to see a shining black limo waiting for us, as we shut the powerful engines down the Doberman is released from the rear of the car, I lower the loading ramp and then both Joe and I walk down the ramp and onto the tarmac.

The Doberman instructs his driver to drive the limo up the ramp and into the belly of the plane, he then walks towards us and begins to speak.

"Guys, I need you to hang fire for a little while as I'm waiting for my removal guys to show up"

I look at Joe and he looks back at me, both with a look of confusion on our faces, I then turn to face the Doberman and speak.

"Removal guys, Ian, what the hell are you talking about?"

Ian stands between myself and Joe and throws his arms around both of our necks and then he makes his reply.

"Well, I have just spoken to your mate Kyle on the phone, it seems that our friend Doncaster paid the guys another visit, this time in the fur, and apparently has injured Ion, but even before I received the phone call I was going to relocate to the UK, let's just say that the phone call added weight to my decision, and before you get all hot under the collar and race back to the hanger, Kyle, Lloyd, Jason and a guy named John, Ion's mate, managed to handle things, Doncaster is in custody and is being charged with trespass and actual bodily harm"

My Dalmatian ears lay flat against my skull and I let out a throaty growl while baring my teeth, Joe places a steadying paw on my shoulder and answers for me.

"Did Kyle say how badly Ion was injured?"

The Doberman nods his head.

"Yeah, apparently Doncaster pushed Ion up against one of the hangers steel supports, which caused Ion to hit his head, while I was on the phone with Kyle Ion was still out cold, but his mate is with him, I did also instruct Kyle to call for a paramedic, just to be on the safe side, that way he can get Ion checked over and if needs be get him to hospital"

I begin to go rigid again and continue to growl, but again Joe squeezes my shoulder a little tighter, just then we see a large truck approaching, the Doberman heads over to the trucks door and instructs the driver to drive up into the plane and park behind the limo.

With everything loaded, me, Joe and Ian get aboard the plane and set about making the journey home.

As we make the flight, thoughts start swimming around my head; all Joe and I wanted was to run a successful business, but we would never have thought that it would be such a DANGEROUS business.

Have we seen the last of Reginald Doncaster? Who knows, but there is one thing that I do know and that is that I'm even more determined than ever to make Dalmatian Air a success.

A message from Wolfie:

I would like to thank Ion Proudfang for helping me with Chapter 6 and 7, and also for allowing me to use his character in the story, I would also like to give a huge shout of love to my mate Tired Fox, love ya loads hun, and always will.