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Story #1 - Triela & Noah, Parts 1-12

This story is for people over 18 years of age.

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Creator's Notes:

12.03- This is my very first attempt at a fanfic fragment (a short story? a scene in a bigger storyline perhaps?). I was intrigued by catgirls from stories by friend of mine. I have trouble coming up with characters & storylines, so when this, in rough from, popped into my head, I quickly wrote it down. This started as a short story in which a guy becomes physically intimate with a catgirl, but turned more into a short romance story, and then into a 20 page romance story, with a couple ecchi scenes throughout.

7.4.04- Revision 26 - Yiffstar.com posting edit -

--The Old Sad Ending was removed in revision 25

--Minor Change in Part four to Mention Tora Off at college rather than at a friends house (so part 15 will work)

-Spelling and Grammar fixes, But I'm sure this story will always have a few problems.

1.6.10 - Sofurry.com update

I see that the site/content has changed names, so I thought I would update my notes. This storyline, as well as story three are as complete as they will ever be. I'm glad for all the comments over the years that they like the story. I have been mulling over a non-naughty story involving AIs for several years now, and maybe one day that will make it out into the wild.

Sorry about the awkward writing, this was truly the first story I ever tried to write - and even though it has been edited over time, It's still rough in places.

Enjoy!! John

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Male & female first person perspective. Switches between Noah & Triela randomly.

part 1

Cold. Cold. Damn cold. That's All that was going through my head as I trudged along the well worn trail through the woods, twilight starting to fade to night, the sun already well beyond the horizon, the breeze whipping through the craggy pine trees, cutting through my hair and fur, chilling me to the bone. Another day of trying to outrun the cold, slowly heading southwest towards Farstead, the closest town with a lodge and some showers, the closest town bigger than a solitary log cabin for a hundred miles.

"Shit" I muttered, still pissed from losing my bag the week earlier, taking my blankets with it, disappearing over the waterfall as I crossed the surging river on a log, still missing after looking for hours for it downstream. I could still hear my dad's words as I boarded the train: "Stay warm dear!" Funny. Night was coming again, and would probably be colder than the last. The small beds of pine needles below the trees started to look pretty good about now... weren't there supposed to be caves or something out here? Guess they were just myths. I'd better get bedded down for the night.

Cold. Cold. Cold. Cold. Just cold. I cold feel the cold up my back. On my cheeks. The pads on my paws. Curling up didn't keep the warmth near me. Pine needles didn't help too much, even though I tried to sink into them. My Tail, paws, and hands shaking in the cold.

Suddenly, a voice.

"Miss?"

My ears perked up. What was that?

"Miss? Are you Ok?" the soft male voice said, standing behind me, a hand warming my shoulder.

I turned over, a man was standing over me, his soft blue eyes looking at mine, a worried look on his stubbled face, wind sweeping his light brown hair over temples. He leaned over, the moonlight behind him shadowing his face, grasped my hand, lifting me to my feet.

"lets get you warm"

I didn't argue.

part 2 (The Original short Story)

I laid down on my bedroll, my legs weary from another day traveling through the countryside. I glanced over at her twitching paw sticking out from underneath the spare blankets, with the tip of her charcoal black tail twitching as well, sticking out a little farther up the blanket, almost in time with the flame's flicker from the small oil lamp in the center of the tent. The small cut on her left foot's center pad looked a little worse than it had when she got it earlier that day, stepping on an errant piece of obsidian along the old trail through the countryside. I decided to heft myself up, grabbed a kerchief and walked over to the small stream meandering by the now dark campsite here in the meadow.

While I bent down and soaked the cloth in the unbelievably cold water, I pondered back over the last couple days of traveling with the cute catgirl, and wondered why Triela thought she could make the trek to the next town, a 5 day walk, with just the small items with her and a bag of food, as It could get really cold along the mountain's edge at night.

I found her curled up two nights ago, shivering at the base of a tree, her knees close to her chin, her tail wrapping around and covering the tip of her nose. I had setup the tent and started a fire a bit away, and woke the shivering catgirl and offered her a seat at the fire and a warm place to sleep for the night, and she had accepted. She ate nothing and talked little, crawling into the center of the blankets on the far side of the tent immediately. Morning came, her tail was twitching in my face, waking me earlier than usual. She had tossed and turned in the night, her paws and hands twitching involuntarily as if she was dreaming she was chasing something. The first time seeing her in the light that early morning 2 days ago, she looked beautiful sleeping there, her cat-like paws for her feet, claws occasionally extending as she twitched in her sleep, the Slate black short fur that covered her legs to mid thigh, as if she was wearing furry stockings, a strip on the outside of her leg extending up under her dark red knee length skirt, hitched up from tossing a bit. The rest of her seemed to be that of an ordinary young woman in her 20's, with thin black hair that slightly curled, charcoal black ears perking up between her hair halfway tot he top of her head, matching her tail, her hair now half covering her face as she slept, her white button-down shirt and dark blue jacket covering the rest of her, hiding everything else, save her small hands. Maybe she was just half catgirl I pondered, as her face doesn't have fur, nor does her hands... maybe one of her parents was something else. She also must not be from around here, as catgirls are usually found in the southern part of this realm, where it is warmer, and the winters calmer. These cold fall nights must have caught her off guard, as I watched the shallow breaths escape from her pursed lips.

So for the last 2 days, Triela had decided to stick with me, and my warm blankets, until we got to the next town, still 2 days away at the slow pace we were keeping. I didn't mind the slower pace, even though it might complicate things later on my journey, I enjoyed her company during this normally desolate leg of my yearly journey south, escaping the harsh snows of the winter. She and I walked beside the small mule carrying my supplies for me, as well as her small bag of provisions. she talked about the place she was from farther south, and how she decided to come up this far north in the spring adventuring, and as summer changed quickly into fall, she could not travel fast enough to escape the colder fall nights, and was glad she met me when she did.

I walked back into the tent, and wrapped the cold wet cloth around the glass of the lamp, heating it up, and I slowly made my way over to her spot, slowly touching her injured paw. This was the first time I actually had touched anything but her hands, and the short fur on her paws was so soft, it reminded me of rabbit's fur. I slowly ran the wet cloth across the small cut on her center pad, causing her muscles to involuntarily to contract, spreading her toes, extending the now obviously large claws completely. I ran the warm cloth between them, and then slowly began to massage each knuckle in her paw, feeling the soft fur in between her hardened 4 smaller pads. As I did that, I heard a murmur from underneath the blankets, and she shifted, her paw turning upright as she rolled from her side onto her back underneath the blankets. Her head popped out, a smile on her face, the kind that catgirls are so famous for making, with the playful look in her eyes to match.

"That feels soo good... I haven't had anybody do that to my paws before."

"You wouldn't mind if I did the other one then? I love the feel of your fur.."

"Of course not, I would love it." With that, the blankets shifted and her entire left leg emerged, and her right one up to her knee. at that moment I noticed she was not wearing her usual red skirt, as the line of fur ran the outside of her leg, and I could see it run under the white of her panties, and up to the ruffled edge of her white shirt. She saw me looking at her upper leg and the waist of her panties sticking out from underneath the blanket, her tail tip slowly twitching as I began to blush.

"With the blankets, I do not need to wear my skirt or jacket, as it is more comfortable when I toss and turn."

"Ahh..." I managed to get out, as I slowly used my other hand to begin massaging her right paw, putting my thumb in between her pads and rolling the joints with my fingers

"Mmmmm" She slowly let out with a long breath as she closed her eyes and laid back, enjoying the feeling, a smile widening on her face as she slowly extended and retracted her claws.

I could not believe that I had managed to get this close to this beautiful young woman, err... catgirl, as I had just met her, and people are usually more wary of travelers. I slowly began working the back of her paw, what I would call her heel, and she started to giggle, her feet squirming in my grip.

"Stop! That tickles!" She yelled between the giggles. I leaned over and blew on the fur right behind her left main pad, caused her to pull her left leg up and push on me with her right, She reached out and grabbed my arm yanking me up towards her, the playful look burning in her green eyes.

"Two can play at that game!" She yelled, and thrust her hand between arm and my side, quickly tickling me causing me to contract and laugh at the same time. I quickly retaliated, thrusting my hand between her arm and side, at about chest level, tickling her, causing her to pinch my hand between her side. As she did, she rolled towards me, putting me on my back, her weight shifting over me. She threw her leg over, straddling my waist, and put her hands on my biceps.

"I gotcha Now!" She proclaimed, still giggling, her eyes wide and grin intensifying. I looked down, only to see breasts, her cleavage coming out of the mostly unbuttoned shirt, her nipples staying just out of view. Her jacket did a good job of hiding her breasts, they weren't as big as some other catgirls I had seen, but she certainly wasn't small either, and bigger than I imagined they were. She saw my eyes widen as I looked down.

"See something you like?"

"Y-yy-yess" I managed to yammer out, realizing she was enjoying herself as much as I was, seeing me get flustered as she mock pinned me.

"You haven't seemed that interested in me... I figured you didn't like catgirls that way. I guess I was wrong." She quipped, as she dropped her shoulders down, pressing her chest to mine, releasing my biceps from her grasp, putting her left knee between my legs, straddling my left leg. I could feel the warmth of her legs on either side of mine, which went along with the warmth of her breasts, feeling her nipples pressed against me through her shirt.

My arms were now free, I put them around her, pulling the rest of her tighter against me, feeling her tail brushing against my forearms as I felt the warm softness of her panties begin to touch the top of my leg. Her leg muscles twitched with the touch. I moved my leg gently side to side, her legs twitching, and tail swishing with each small movement. I leaned forward and kissed her soft lips, feeling her shift even more of her weight, pressing harder against my leg. I put my hands gingerly on her butt, with the fur on her sides touching my wrists. I grasped gently, slowly pushing down with the motion she was developing, continuing to kiss her, a feeling I have not experienced in quite some time. I broke the kiss, and kissed down her neck, along her sternum to her breasts, my head lifting up to do so, feeling them on my cheeks, both of them moving slightly as she was grinding into my leg, giggling as she did so. I pushed aside one side of her shirt revealing one of her soft pink nipples, kissing around it and then sucking it tenderly, she moaned, looking down into my eyes, her face flush, and her eyes telling me to keep going, a look I was hoping to see.

I pushed down with my elbow, lifting myself up, rolling her onto her back, both her breasts peeking out of her shirt, and a wet spot visible on her white panties, tail flicking back and forth. I leaned forward, kissed her cheek, and moved to her right nipple, kissing and sucking on it as my left hand slowly kneaded the left one, my right sliding down her, the tips of my fingers slowly finding the moist spot at the center of her panties, and I slowly began pressing and moving my fingers, attempting to match my actions on her breasts, feeling her leg muscles involuntarily contract, her breath shorten, and her tail swish back and forth even faster, with a look of pleasure on her face, her eye's closed. I thought I heard her start to purr, and I was right. I stayed there, using my fingers, slowly working in time to the rest of the actions the purring noise slowly intensifying. I slowly pushed aside her panties, dropping in one of my fingers, much to her delight, as the purring noise coming from somewhere in her throat was getting louder and louder. I could feel her hands on my back, griping and releasing my shirt, her nails digging into me a bit. She slowly dropped one of her hands, making its way to my waist, finding me, and feeling that I was hard, as I was from the second I started massaging her feet. I felt my belt buckle being undone, and a tugging at my shirt. She placed her hand on the rise in my pants.

" Do you know what to do with this?" shy wryly asked, between purrs,

"I do, are you sure?"

"Of course"

With that, I backed off for a second, unzipped, and slowly went into her, bringing a look to her face that matched how I felt. I began slowly, then progressing to the same rhythm I had kept earlier.

I slowly awoke, the sleep burning in my eyes, sunlight pouring in through an open flap of the tent. I felt something warm on my side. I looked over, Triela was sleeping against me, curled up, her ear twitching as it touched my arm when she exhaled, one of her soft, furry legs wrapped around mine. I could feel her purring ever so slightly, a look of contentment on her face, pursed lips blowing shallow breaths in my direction.

I shifted my weight, moving her head slightly, causing her to wake, slowly opening her eyes, inches from my face.

"did you have a good sleep, dear?" I asked

"Yes, and I was finally warm enough too" she smirked, as she ran one of her claws smoothly down my calf. "How about you?"

"Of course, I was finally warm enough as well" I said, grinning as patted my hand on her back.

"Good, cause you'll need all your strength today"

"Wha?" I said, my mind still surly.

And with that, she rolled on top of me, pulling the blanket over our heads.

It looks like we'll be camping here for another day. Who cares about being late?

part 3

I awoke with a start. I could still faintly hear the crossing bell that woke me, fading to nothing almost as fast as I had heard it, as the train zipped through the countryside, flying down the tracks faster than my eyes outside could focus on objects, the horizon moving slowly by, the high-pitched noise of the EMU train's wheels muffled by the pillow next to my head. I glanced around the business class compartment, the other two people were gone, they must have exited on the last stop. Triela was trying to curl up in ball on the 2 seats next to me, tail twitching quickly every once in a while, which I now know means she's uncomfortable. I reached up above me, pulling out her favorite small blanket from my old leather bag stowed in the luggage compartment above me, noting the 2 parallel cuts her claws put in it a couple weeks prior, thrashing around in her sleep, the first time I've seen her have a nightmare, almost punching a hole in the motel room wall with her paw back in Horath. I got up, setting the blanket in my seat, walking to the restroom nearby, splashing some water on my face. Coming back, I sat down and reached over gingerly pulling her closer to me, setting her head on my lap, tossing the blanket over her, her hands pulling the blanket tight around her shoulders instinctively in her sleep, her hands and feet a little off the edge of the seat as she still tried to curl into a ball, her favorite position to sleep in. I leaned down, kissed her temple, and put my head against the pillow, propped between the seat and the wall, closing my eyes, the tempered and tinted glass keeping the sun out of my eyes. Today, we rest, we would be there soon enough.

I awoke again, feeling the train decelerate as we pulled into a stop, my mind starting to whir to life. Triela had moved, sitting up, leaning against my side, her head leaning against my neck, purring slightly in her sleep, the blanket covering both of our legs, my arm around her, my hand resting on her left arm. Even though it was well into the night, the commotion of people boarding and exiting the train could be heard, a dull roar of conversations outside, quieted by the thick glass. An old man and woman, entered into the compartment, taking 2 of the 3 seats across from me, stowing their old luggage slowly, dropping into the seats after the tiring task. The old woman glanced in my direction, her softly wrinkled face producing a smile, and struck up a conversation.

"Where are you two heading to? We're off to see the grandkids, they're meeting us on vacation, out on Hope Island, the big island in the south sea"

"Ah, A nice place to spend a week or two - the weather is wonderful, and the resorts are extravagant... We're off to a small port city on the coast called Livt, traveling back to her home town." eyeing in Triela's direction.

"Wonderful, wonderful, it is nice weather there during the winter, the coast staying nice and sunny"

"Yes, especially compared to where we were... I met her on my vacation, on my yearly trek up to some northern mountain towns, I have a couple friends that live up there.. I visit their cabin out in the boonies... snow gets up to 15 feet thick near them"

"Oh my, and I thought we had it bad, it just rains here... What a place to come across her, of all people..."

"Yes, it was" said Triela, sleepily becoming aware of the conversation

"Child, what were you doing venturing that far north?"

"I've been everywhere else, so I figured I go there too" Triela quipped, starting to wake up, lifting her head off of my shoulders, her ears twitching as she yawned, showing off her slightly enlarged incisors,

"You certainly didn't pack for it" I jokingly said, lightly elbowing her lightly.

"Humph!" she stood up defiantly, walking towards the exit of the compartment in quick strides, stopping abruptly at the door.

"Um... which way is the bathroom again?"

"To the left dear"

"Thankies" she said, flashing a grin at the room, and disappeared out of the compartment.

"She wasn't that well prepared," I continued, "I didn't think she knew just how cold it got. But it looked like she was having a good time off 'adventuring' "

"Ah... Well she looks like she made out ok"

" Yep... We both made out just fine" folding up the blanket, getting ready to stow it back in it's bag, smelling of Triela's perfume and fur. I decided to set my pillow aside, replacing it with the folded up blanket, smiling as I nuzzled my head into it's softness.

part 4

The train had just begun to accelerate as I entered back into the cabin, finding Noah curled against the far wall next to the window, using the blanket as a pillow, smiling away as he slept. The elderly couple were asleep too, the late night stop for the train was probably past their bedtime. I walked over to Noah, Grabbing the other blanket out of his pack, and tossed it over him, leaving a kiss on his temple. I'd better call mom and tell her what has been going on, as I haven't called her in a couple weeks, ever since I had left Farstead, failing to mention my new traveling companion. It would be a little late to call, but she'd be glad to hear from me. I walked down the train to the satphones located in the rear of each car, people engaged in conversation on the other 2. After a couple moments of entering in numbers, I heard my mom's voice

"Hello?"

"Mom! It's me! "

"Triela! we were worried about you! it's been over two weeks since your last call.. you had us worried!"

"I'm doing just fine mom, and I have some good news for you, I'll be back home in 4 days. I'm on a train right now heading south"

"Really! That's Great! Let me tell papa" Her hand came up muffling the phone, the conversation still audible

"Kerru, wake up! Triela's coming home, she'll be here in 4 days."

"Hrm... What now Tavi? She's coming home? wonderful! Tell her dad says 'I love you' and l can't wait to see her" The line went clear again.

"Dad says he can't wait to see you dear. How'd you manage to pay for such an expensive ticket all by yourself, we didn't get a call confirming the bill for the ticket..."

"That's kinda the other reason I called you... While I was up beyond Farstead, I met someone, he probably saved me from freezing to death out in the woods. His name is Noah, and I've been traveling with him ever since. He paid for the rail tickets, and he's going to be with me when I come home."

"Met someone? I'll have to thank him for saving you from the cold, Triela. I look forward to meeting him when he arrives. Should I prepare the guest bed, or will he be in a hotel room?"

"He'll be staying with me in my room, mother."

"Oh. I see... " Her voice taking a cautious tone. A couple wheels were starting to spin in her head.

"Don't worry Mom, you'll like him just about as much as I do. I gotta get off. These sat phones eat calling card minutes like candy. Tell Tora I said Hi when you hear from her"

"Ok then dear, I will... She was home for a bit, but left to go back to college. I don't know when I'll hear from her. Take care Triela, and I can't wait to see your pretty face. I love you, dear"

"Love you too mom. Bye!"

Glad I got that over with... But it was good to hear their voices again, thinking about what my father will have to say about it when I finally get home, as I made my way back to the compartment, finding Noah still asleep, I pulled the blanket back, and curled up against him, his arm instinctively going around my shoulder, his fingertips resting gently on my arm and chest.

I snuggled tighter against him, feeling the warmth he was radiating.

I'm glad he found me.

part 5

The local news droned by on he hotel room's TV, as I sleepily watched snippets of it , exhausted by the 2 day train trip south to the hub city of Parthel, still a day's drive from Livt. Tomorrow night we should be at her parent's house, where she informs me I will be a welcome addition. Steam seeped from underneath the door, as Triela was first up for a shower. A few minutes passed, and I lumbered over to the bathroom door, peeking inside, seeing her figure through the curtain, washing her hair.

"Come on now, you'll use up all the how water"

"Ok, Ok, just one more minute."

I sleepily undressed, tossed a towel over the curtain rod, and stepped in behind Triela, still rinsing shampoo from her hair, trying to avoid getting water in her ears. I leaned over kissed the back of her neck.

"okie, your turn", and Triela carefully stepped out, toweling off as I enjoyed the hot water coursing over my head, helping to wake me up and put me to sleep all at the same time.

After what was about 10 minutes, but felt like an eternity, I stepped out of the shower, toweling off getting ready for bed. As I shaved in front of the mirror, I heard the unmistakable sounds of someone moaning in pleasure start to waft into the bathroom. I thought the walls would have been soundproofed, but I guess not at this place... I stepped out of the bathroom in my boxers, seeing porn playing in the TV, a full catgirl getting pounded by a catguy, her moaning growing louder as I came closer to the TV. I tuned around, And Triela was sitting up on the bed, her small nightshirt and white cotton panties on, watching the porn while tracing little figure eights, a wet spot visible underneath her fingers.

"You looked too tired to fool around tonight dear, you dragging that luggage from the station all the way here"

"I didn't know you liked porn" as I sat down next to her glancing over to the image of the yellow haired catgirl, her large furry breasts taking up the screen.

"Well, I imagine myself as the woman, much as guys envision themselves as the guy" her fingers still slowly tracing circles.

"Here, lemme help you with that" I said playfully, as got up and sat behind her, my arms wrapping around her waist, my larger hands covering hers. She leaned back a bit, her hands holding mine, slowly wandering away, finding her nipples through the thin cotton shirt as I took over their duties, massaging the moist spot in her panties, it getting wetter and wetter as I went. The catgirl on-screen was still writhing in pleasure, taking it from behind, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Triela turned her head awkwardly, trying to look in my eyes.

"she's getting some, what about me? "she asked, a grin on her flushed face.

"you never need to ask twice dear" I moved my hands away, up under her arms picking her up a bit, moving her farther down the bed. she got on all fours in front of me, her little butt shaking back and forth, tail doing the same. Standing up, I pulled her by the hips closer to the edge of the bed, her butt now at my waist level, and pulled her panties aside, and dropped my boxers, and proceeded to push into her, leaning forward, my hips doing the work, my hands sliding up her shirt and grasping her breasts, softly pinching her nipples between my knuckles, feeling her purr in my fingertips, her breathing matching the rhythm I was developing. She softly began moaning, not the animalistic growling of the porn actress onscreen, but with a softer, sweeter sound, one that I've enjoyed hearing over the last couple weeks. With the short moans and the purring, she had started down the road to orgasm, feeling it starting to hammer through her, I tried to keep her there, and ended up going there myself, us ending together.

She turned over, pulling me down to her on the bed, still breathing heavily, as was I, our faces next to one another.

"thankies dear, glad I got some too" leaning over and kissing my cheek,

"my pleasure.. really" smirking back to her, returning her kiss, rolling over her, pulling the blankets over us, curling up to sleep the night away, a smile and soft purring coming from Triela as we started drifting off to sleep...

part 6

I felt the sunlight creep into my consciousness, my mind slowly awakening, checking in with the rest of me, seeing who was up to what. My eyes still closed, feeling my head nestled into the pillow, my arms stretched out around Noah, still sleeping soundly. I leaned into him, softly kissing his cheek. "time to wake up dear" I whispered in his ear. "mmggmmm... good morning" a smile appearing on his face. "You sleep well?"

"yeppy yep, as I always do afterwards", moving my paw down his leg under the sheets.

"good" he leaned over, kissing my forehead, and hopped out of bed, jumping into the bathroom.

"You ready to see your parents today?" he asked, his voice echoing in the bathroom over the sound of his electric toothbrush. "umm humm, I haven't seen them in 3 months, so yea, I miss them. It will be good to see everybody again"

"good... I'll be out in a sec, so you can get ready"

I slowly got up, pulling the covers back, walking over to my suitcase, a replacement for my lost bag, pulling out today's clothes, walking over to the bathroom, seeing my reflection in the mirror hiding behind Noah as he combed his hair. I put my head on his shoulder, he turned and pecked a kiss on my cheek, continuing to brush. "I'm glad I get to see you too, Noah" Today should be an interesting day.

part 7a

"Now left here! " Triela barked to the taxi driver, sending the small cab, luggage strapped to the top, careening down a narrow side street, it's little tires vibrating wildly on the cobblestones, making everything outside a little blurry for a second, coming into focus as he slowed and rejoined a main street. He slowed down some, checking the 2 digit numbers of the houses as we went up the block. We inched along through the collection of old houses on the side of hill overlooking the ocean, the smell of the salty air still wafting in through the vents of the old taxi, mixing with the smell of the small trees that made up the front yards, hiding the faded whitewash present on most of the houses, as the simple wood frame structures were rarely painted anything else, and modified even less frequently, keeping the neighborhood true to its roots over 4 centuries ago.

"It's the 4th house on the right up there" Triela informed the driver, coming to a stop in front of the small 2 story structure, '109' present on the wall next to the large wooden door, curtains obscuring the view of inside. Triela stepped out of the cab, wearing a new outfit she had purchased just for this day, the conservative casual clothing made her appear older than the 24 year old that she was, but still managed to make her legs look wonderful, the muscles hidden in the soft curves of her fur. She reached up and grabbed her suitcase, as I grabbed the rest, following her up to the door along short stone path through the fading grass.

She Paused for a second, then reached up and turned the latch, the heavy wooden door creaking open.

"I'm home!" she announced, stepping through the doorway, myself in tow.

"Triela!" her mom said rushing in from the kitchen, a smaller, older, human version of Triela, her thin hair matching Triela's, the resemblance in their faces and builds unmistakable. They threw their arms around one another, hugging each other tightly for a while, breaking off, asking each other how they have been, Triela introducing me to her.

"Mom, this is Noah. Noah, this is my mom, Tavi."

"Nice to meet you Noah, I've heard so much about you from Triela. I hear we owe you a debt of gratitude for helping out Triela in her time of need"

"Nice to meet you as well Tavi, and think nothing of it, as I would have not gotten to meet such a nice girl as Triela if I hadn't."

She smiled, glancing at Triela,

"You are welcome to stay here as long as you want Noah. We've discussed it, me and my husband Kerru, and if Triela wants you to stay here, then it is fine with us."

I glanced at Triela, a look of relief on her face.

"Thank you very much Tavi, I hope I'm not too much of a burden while I'm around"

"Nonsense. Now let's sit down for dinner, Kerru will be home shortly, and the food is almost done."

part 7b

I slowly climbed the stairs to the bedrooms on the second floor, after saying goodnight to Kerru and Navi, Triela said she was coming up shortly. It was nice meeting her folks, Kerru coming in halfway through the meal, the old catguy just getting off of work, but still full of smiles from seeing his daughter again. It was even nicer of them to let me stay here with Triela. I trudged down the short narrow hallway to Triela's room, my coat already on the bed, my bag against the wall. Her room was a bit more cluttered than the others, pictures and items on the wall, things I had yet to hear the story behind, a small desk and a couple shelves of books in a corner, their titles unreadable, the small lamp in the corner giving off it's 20 watts of light. I slipped out of my boots, each landing heavily on the floor, my clothes following them, slipping under the sheets and blankets, curling up.

I sleepily noticed Triela entering the room, slipping out of her clothes, getting into her normal night dress, slipping in the other side of the full size bed, her warmth was present as soon as the covers settled down. I rolled over to her, my stomach to her back, hugging her tightly, her glancing back, giving me a smile and the usual paw on the leg, snuggling into me. I kissed her neck through her thin black hair.

"I'm glad I'm here with you dear."

"Me too." She said back softly, wriggling her shoulders against me, bringing a smile to my face.

I drifted off to sleep.

Part 8

Triela and I walked briskly down the alleyway, walking home form a late night jaunt down the hill to the small corner market, the modern 24/7 shop hidden inside an old storefront.

"Man, I can't believe they had this flavor of ice cream" I remarked, patting the pint of Java Chip through the plastic bag. It had been a couple months since I had come to Livt with Triela, and even though I was spending my days working in the newer section of town, I still didn't know too much about the little shops and places in the old neighborhood.

Just then, I caught some movement out of the corner, but it wasn't soon enough.

A hand appeared out of the shadow, scaring Triela, causing her to gasp, grabbing my shoulder, pulling me back and stumbling me over backwards hard into the ground, a threatening man holding a knife melting out of the shadows looming over me,

"Gimmie your wallet" he barked, holding the knife ever closer to my face, Triela still surprised, plastered against the other side of the tight alleyway.

I nervously started reaching for my wallet, still pretty much laying on the ground, The mugger leaning over me when I saw a black blur in the corner of my eye, it was Triela kicking, her claws outstretched as her foot began curving for his stomach, landing there with a heavy 'oomph', knocking the wind out of the attacker, lurching over instinctively. I saw it as my opportunity to try to get up and help Triela, backing up on my hands attempting to stand up. Unfortunately, the mugger had his wits and his knife about him, swinging his arm while hunched over, stabbing the Knife into Triela's upper thigh as it retreated away, the thin pointy blade gouging into her leg, bringing a guttural scream from Triela, my eyes going wide, the mugger wrenching the long blade out of her leg, making the cut into a gash. She still managed to plant the foot down, shifting her weight forward onto her injured leg, and slammed her hands fisted together into the back of his head, knocking him over. By that time I had regained my footing, and the mugger was trying to roll onto his back, and Triela let him, only to catch his neck with her foot, the claws extended, jutting into his neck.

"Move and you die" Triela muttered through her heaving breaths, blood spattering onto his face, quickly coming out of the gash on her upper leg, her eyes thin and her face filled with rage, a look of terror in the man's face. My mind was racing wondering what to do to end this situation. I figured out a way. I swung my foot back, setting up, then kicking him as hard as I could in the ribs, right under his arm, feeling and hearing the hollow thwack of 2 or 3 of his ribs cracking, making him recoil and scream, his heaving lungs worsening the searing pain. I kicked again in the same spot, causing him to curl into a ball, Triela stepping off of his neck. Limping backward. I put my arm around her, taking the weight off her wounded leg, helping her limp towards the end of the end of the alleyway, looking back, seeing the incapacitated mugger slowly rolling on the ground.

We got to the corner, Triela limping so badly she collapsed in a heap, looking up at me.

"I saved you dear..." she said shaking, starting to go into shock. I kissed her softly, then scooped her up, the blood soaked fur smearing red sticky streaks and spatters on my jacket, red fingerprints covering my cell phone as I shakily hit the numbers I hoped I would never have to dial.

"Yes you did, dear. Now lets get you to the hospital."

Her eyes slowly closed, teeth chattering. She fainted.

Part 9

Triela was laying on her side, watching TV upstairs, her soft little pink "leg pillow" tucked between her thighs, the bright white patch of skin standing out on top of her leg, the15 large black stitches seeing the light of day for the first time today, the large black and yellow stained white bandages in the trashcan next to the bed, her soft fur trying to grow back into the large square the hospital had shaved out of her leg.

"It's looking better and better dear"

"Yea, it hurts less too, but my leg is still stiff as a board"

"Still on those pain pills?"

"Nah... they don't really work for me. Gave 'em to mom to hold onto"

"Going to therapy early tomorrow?"

"Yea, mom's going in with me. They're still working on my range of motion. Strength Training's a bitch - never thought my leg could hurt so much. Then we're off to the park again. Pigeons need some more bread"

"I'll meet you down there at lunchtime then"

I sat down behind her on the bed, reaching over to the nightstand and grabbing the tube of stuff that her mom told her to put on the injury, gingerly applying the salve to the 4" black seam in her leg, held shut by the thick black stitches. Slowly running my finger over it, smoothing out the thick clear substance, the memories flashing back in my mind - the blade gouging into her leg; my stumbling down the street with to meet the ambulance; waiting for the doctor in emergency; hearing the procedure for removing the tip of the blade stuck in her femur, and seeing her little form hiding behind all the equipment in the recovery room.

I leaned over and kissed her cheek, so thankful she was laying here next to me.

She must have felt my emotions, she flipped off the TV, rolled onto her back, looked up at me, stretching out her arms, pulling me close.

"I'm so glad I didn't loose you dear" I whispered

"You can't loose me that easily, silly."

She reached behind her, flipping off the lamp, Hiding my tears from the light.

Part 10

I stepped out of the bathroom down the hall, towel around me, heading back to Triela's room. For once, I wasn't running late, and it looked like we would make the reservation at the restaurant on time. I stepped into the room, Triela was laying on the bed on her stomach, her hands propping up her chin as she watched TV. Dressed only in her black bra and panties, making it appear she was wearing stockings with garters; her furry legs with the unusual strip of fur on the outside of her upper leg matching the color of her lingerie. The patch on her leg had almost filled itself back in, save the white line of missing fur, the scar that the fur would never be able cover up.

"I hope you're not wearing just that to dinner this evening - I don't think your mother would be too happy" I said jokingly.

"No she wouldn't, but I know you wouldn't mind" she said, looking over her shoulder, smirking at me.

"My dress is in the drier, it should be done in a bit. Just killing time until it's ready. "

I dropped down next to her on the bed, putting my left leg over hers, and throwing my left arm over her back, softly pinning her down to the bed, tickling her under her arm, one of her most ticklish spots, making her laugh and writhe around, all while trying to roll over to get at me.

"Stop that! I'm gonna get you back even worse! " she yelled at me as she struggled to turn towards me, finally rolling over, reaching for my sides, trying to get her fingers between my arms, finally doing so, tucking her legs up, bringing her paws up to my stomach, pushing hard enough to pin me to the headboard, her claws digging into my stomach through the towel, one hand trying to keep mine away, while the other tickled my side, yelling and laughing at the same time.

"Ouch! My tummy! Oww! Stop dear! Your claws!" I shouted, her paws removing the pressure, her hands pulling back.

"Eeep! I'm Sorry dear! Sorry sorry sorry!"

She rolled back a little, I looked down at my stomach, 8 red and purple little cuts, the 2 in the middle bigger than all the others, the little punctures from the tips, the rolled towel bearing the brunt of her claw's wrath. 24 symmetrical little holes were punched into the thick white towel.

"the're just little ones dear, I'll be ok"

"I'm still sorry..." she leaned over and kissed my cheek, scooting further down, and planted a kiss on each of the small little cuts, sliding back up to my face.

"What a way to start our anniversary" she slowly let out, saddened.

I ran my hand down her side, my fingertips running down the strip of fur running down her waist, finding the scar on her leg, tracing a circle around it.

"Don't worry about it dear" whispering to her as I pulled her closer, kissing her. I pulled back, her face lost it's worried look, A smile emerged.

The drier buzzer went off.

Part 11

The cab dropped us off along the marina after dinner, the small rock and concrete wall running the length of the shoreline, boats moored to the numerous docks slowly bobbing nearby, the bustling marina district deserted this late at night, a coffee cart a few hundred feet away was the only shop open, serving coffee to the other people out for a late night walk under the dull amber lights ringing bay front. Even for being so near thee cost, I could still see my breath in the air - I tied my trenchcoat shut a bit tighter. We continued our walk down the wide walking path along the wall, hand in hand.

"I don't come down here too often now" quipped Triela, "I used to when I was a kid, walking around here with my friends, seeing the tourists oohing and ahhing over the views and the ships, all the little shops kept up like they were from a century ago. I used to walk along the wall, trying to stay on it the whole way around, swinging around the light poles."

"Must have been fun growing up here along the coast. If it was fall back home, the trees would be red and gold about now, looking like a postcard picture, but it would just remind me and my friends that the winter snows were coming, and we would soon be out shoveling snow off of the walks."

"mmm.. Never shoveled snow before... but I've done this"

She let go of my hand, tossed me her purse, and jumped up on the sea wall, the murky blackness of the bay water 15 feet below on the other side. She took little steps one paw in front of the other, tail sticking out straight, slightly waving back and forth as she navigated the painted uneven concrete capped stone wall.

"Careful up there dear, you wouldn't want to slip. Bet that waters really cold right now"

"I'll be fine, I'm an expert at this!" flashing me that playful grin she's flashed me so many times before. I walked along right behind her along the walkway, her tail brushing along the top of my head occasionally.

"But as soon as she boasted of her expertise at wall walking, one of her pads hit a wet spot, sliding off the wall in a split second, her claws scraping along the smooth painted concrete. She quickly placed it back on the wall, but the damage was done, her balance shot, her tail flailing, still trying to correct her balance. I reached out trying to grab her, feeling her tail slide through my fingers.

"EEEEEEEEEE!" Triela fell head first into the murky water, A big splash sending ripples through the area, white churned up water marking where she plunged in. My eyes watched the center, waiting for her head to pop up, every second making me worry more and more. Finally after 4 or 5 seconds, her head popped up, her thin hair plastered to her head, pointy ears clearly visible,

"Shit!" she yelled as she surfaced. Seeing her bobbing there all wet, I couldn't help but start to giggle, looking down at her from the top of the wall.

"You ok dear?" I said, trying to hold in my laughter, as she started to make her way over to the nearest dock.

"Damn it's cold, come down here and help me!"

"Ok, ok, I'll find a way down there, other than jumping in myself"

I walked around to one of the dock entrances, finding my way along the mazes of white floating walkways, boats with blue covers huddled around them. I finally got back around to where she was, finding her just coming up on the end of the dock. I reached down, grabbed her arm, and pulled her up, yanking her out of the water in one quick pull. Water was pouring off her, her black dress draining water off in sheets, her tail like a big wet rope, making a big puddle on the end of the dock. She shook her head, the thin strands of hair spraying water in all directions, her tail following suit. I kissed the top of her wet forehead.

"looks like you could use a few more lessons... At least your purse didn't go in with you." I said, trying to hide the grin on my face.

"Yeah, I guess so... me and my big mouth"

"lemme help you with that..." I took my scarf off, padding down her dress trying to remove the excess water.

"I don't think that's going to do too much... Take off your trench coat."

With that she reached down, grabbing the hem of the dress, peeling it up over herself, plopping it in one wet pile at the edge of the dock. She then proceeded in taking both her hands and running them down her legs one at a time, fingers forming a ring around them, forcing the excess water out of her thick leg fur. She looked unbelievably sexy standing there in just her bra and panties, trying to get all the water off of herself. I glanced up at the wall, checking to see if there was anyone else was around.

"That should do it" she said, patting her self down with my scarf, shaking her tail one final time before grabbing the trench coat draped over my arm for her, slipping it over her slender frame, the jacket several sizes too big.

"See, I guess I did end up going out with just these on", she smirked, snapping the waist of her panties as she pulled the coat closed, tying it shut in a big bow, a smile coming across her face,

"yea, but you didn't have to go through all that, I would've done it for ya" elbowing her as I put my arm around her, waving the wrung-out dress in my other hand.

"I bet you would" She wryly grinned, looking up at me, kissing my cheek.

We made our way through the maze of docks, back up onto the marina walkway, heading back toward where the cab dropped us off. A few others out walking along, visible farther down in the amber glow.

"lets get you a cup of coffee, that cart wasn't too far back"

"Yea, that sounds pretty damn good after falling in the bay... I wonder if I'd get a discount if I flashed him?" pulling open the top of the trench coat a little, letting one of the cups of her bra protrude for a moment.

"Probably takes more than that for coffee nowadays"

"Yea, I'd probably have to give the barista a lap dance or something"

"Hell, he'd better give me a cup of coffee too then"

We walked along the marina, water drips marking our trail back to the coffee stand, my fingers feeling the edges of the small velvet box in my pocket. I guess I'll save it for later.

Part 12

The Taxi pulled up in front of the house, letting the two of us off, heading up the walkway, letting ourselves into the house, dark and quiet, save the small light from the kitchen, casting soft long shadows out of the doorway, as Kerru and Tavi had gone upstairs to sleep hours ago. I slipped around the corner into the laundry room, dropping her wet dress into the laundry bin while grabbing her a towel, tossing it to her as she untied my damp trench coat, dropping it in a big pile on the floor, then slipping out of the rest, dropping them on top of my trench coat, scooping up the whole damp mess, tossing it over to me, throwing it in a heap in the corner next to the bin while she expertly wrapped the towel around herself, the light grey towel tucked around her, making her look like she was in a really short dress. I sat down on the couch, watching Triela towel off her hair and fur, her normally soft uniform leg fur now ruffled up, trying to run in all directions. She pulled a flat short bristled brush out of her purse, tossing it to me.

"Would you mind dear?"

"Course not - come sit down."

She dropped onto the couch next to me, her legs in my lap, and I began to slowly run the fur brush down her legs, making thin little corduroy rows in her fur, beginning at her upper thigh, running down to the top of her paw, the rows disappearing into the creases between her pads, her claws slowly extending and retracting. One leg then the other was carefully brushed, so she scooted and turned over so I could brush the back of each leg, the part she really wanted me to do, as it is difficult for her to brush back there thoroughly herself without getting into a yoga position. I slowly ran the brush along, coming down over her upper heel, nearing the pads, and switched and did the other leg, again culminating at the other pad. I set the brush on the small coffee table. I moved toward the end of the couch, her feet in my lap and began massaging the knuckles and pads in her foot, a contented grin appearing on her face.

"Careful - that's how this whole mess got started" Triela jokingly warned

"Don't I know it - Just look where it's gotten us...." I answered back, starting to tickle behind her center pad, just enough to register the feeling. I moved back towards her, leaned over and kissed her, my arms pulling her up towards me, her arms finding their way around my neck, pulling her up, putting one leg over me, now sitting facing me on my lap, her towel doing the best to try to stay on and cover herself, but slowly slipping off, catching around her waist as I pulled her tighter against myself, kissing her neck, my arms wrapped around her.

A pot clanged in the Kitchen. The light turned on, Startling us both,

Triela looked over her shoulder to meet her mother's eyes peering around the corner of the kitchen doorway, her face red, her eyes trying to look in another direction.

"Mom! What are you doing?!" she said nervously, trying to get more of the towel over herself.

"Um.. sorry to interrupt Triela..." she stepped out of the doorway wearing one of Kerru's button dows shirts. "But we wanted to sneak out of the kitchen before you guys went any further. We were in the kitchen when you got home, we figured you would go upstairs and we could sneak by, but it didn't work out that way."

"umm.. Oh.. Ok mom.... Sorry... we thought you'd be in bed now... what were the two of you guys doing in the kitchen at midnigh... Oh." The pieces started clicking in her mind, and why she was wearing Kerru's shirt.

"Umm yea.. Like mother, like daughter...." she softly said, as she snuck off up the stairs, Kerru poking around the corner, not looking in Triela's direction,

"like father like son-in-law I guess" he quipped, and following Tavi up the stairs.

A few seconds passed, the footsteps up the stairwell disappeared and all was quiet again, Triela's face was beet red, probably matching my own.

"Jeez.. what's worse - having your mother catch you making out practically naked, or catching her doing it in the kitchen?"

"I dunno - at least she didn't catch you moaning and purring 10 minutes from now"

" I guess you're right... Wait a second... what the hell did he mean by son-in-law?!"

"Oh... That... umm.. can you stand up dear?"

Triela got up off of my lap, getting a chance to wrap the towel around her again, as I dug the little velvet box out of my pocket, hiding it in my hand.

"I had originally wanted to talk to you at the marina, but our plans changed, I guess Kerru thought our plans hadn't. So I guess now is the time..."

I opened the little box, got on one knee, and presented it to Triela. Her face turned even more red, though I didn't think it could.

"Will you marry me Triela?"

She gasped. Looking down at me. My heart was pounding, but it stopped suddenly. Her mouth opened.

"Y...Yes... Yes I will Noah!

My heart started beating again.

I stood up and held her tightly, Kissing her, pulling back, our eyes meeting.

"Triela..." I murmured... "I love you.."

"I love you too Noah"

I leaned over and scooped her up, and carried my fiancé up to bed...

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Thank you! look for the other parts on this site. John Willis