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Seth walked nervously, his shadow manifesting itself as a dark silhouette on the decrepit buildings that lined the narrow walkway. A constant migraine pounded the interior of his cranium relentlessly, the assault made walking straight difficult. The battered, which was really putting it mildly, wolf stumbled over his de-clawed paws; leaning against the crumbling foundation of what he thought looked like a crack house. Hell, it probably was a crack house, no question about it. The city had been over run with dealers, crack heads, whores and pimps; make eye contact with anyone and you'd likely find your self held up at gun point or jumped and stabbed before you knew what had gone down. It had been sad to see what had once been a beautiful and vibrant neighbourhood turned into some shit you'd see in one of those fictional movies or novels where everything had seemingly gone to hell. Between the homeless drunks and the nauseating smell of the visually deceiving lifeless corpses lying in their own bodily excrement on the cracked pavement; the odor was enough to make anyone turn around and get the hell away as fast as their legs would let them. He couldn't leave though, that was the unfortunate part.

Seth slowly traced his paw along his forehead; the unmistakable texture of dried blood flaked away, fluttering towards the ground like snowflakes on a cold winter day. The wound was bad, it needed attention. Attention, yeah right, finding a doctor that was able to stitch you up without missing the mark nine times outta ten anywhere with-in five-hundred miles would be a miracle in itself. The wolf slumped his shoulders dejectedly, the wound on his head was minor compared to the ever growing list of problems he had. Reaching deep into a thigh pocket he wrapped his hand around a couple small tablets, the almost illegible writing faded on the clear capsules describing them as painkillers. He popped them both; with no liquid it took a couple of tries and some gag reflexes before they roughly slid down his esophagus.

That would provide some relief until the effect wore off and then he'd have to deal with the harsh reality of the situation once again. The pads of his feet still ached; walking for hours would do that to any good natured soul. Spotting some relatively 'out of the way' steps up ahead the wolf tentatively scurried over to them and propped himself up against the marble wall. His breath danced from his maw as he panted feverishly, the swirls and circles of condensation looking like puffs taken from one of those expensive Cuban cigars. He could hear his wife and daughter laughing, talking to him. Seth opened his eyes deliriously; he could see their faces, he could remember what they had told him before he had left for work yesterday. The vivid mirages played with his mind and danced in his head painfully until sheer exhaustion overcame his body and left him in a temporary unconscious state.

Seth indulged himself into a deep and peaceful dream world, he imagined a bright and sunny day, birds chipping, people out doing their usual chores; ya know, the prototypical perfect setting. What his life had been before everything had been blown up in his face. The sounds of laughter drifted eerily from the back of the house, they faded into the background beckoning him to follow. He walked through the house amidst the aroma of freshly baked pastry. Cinnamon buns, his favorite snack; nothing tickled his stomach the way his wife's fabulous cooking could. He'd always pushed the idea of buying some prime land and opening up a bakery on her but she'd always declined, almost too bad considering the traffic the venture would've likely brought in. He didn't blame her though, she had worked hard for the majority of her life and her desire was to settle down and live a nice, quiet home life; an inclination that he didn't want to deny. He walked towards the back quarter of the bungalow, scattered messily on the freshly installed oak floor were a stack of printed out papers. His eyes scanned over the first few sentences, the usual bullshit was still dominating the headlines; drugs, gangs and homicides. He could hear his name being called from the backyard, his paws dropped the stack of paper onto the end table and he casually approached the sliding glass door.

"Daddy, daddy! Look at what you did to us, look what happened to mommy!"

His daughter was screaming furiously, a far cry from the sounds of merciful laughter he had heard just a few short minutes ago. Tears started to slowly drip down his daughter's cheek. Words were impossible, a sickening feeling caressed the pit of his stomach; the feeling where you know something is wrong. He stopped with dementia and nausea overcoming him.

"Daddy, look what happened when you were gone today. Look daddy, look!"

Seth walked towards the tarp his daughter was enthusiastically pointing towards, half expecting and knowing what he was going to find. Bile and vomit filled his mouth as he bent down and grabbed the corner of the fabric, clenching his eyes tightly shut as possible. Time seemed to slow to a crawl; you know when people say they can see their life passing by when they're close to death? He didn't have a chance to confirm the sickening feeling in his stomach as something interrupted the dream momentarily putting it on hold.

"Hey, hey! Get down on the ground! Get down on the fucking ground now or I'll shoot!"

A deafening blast from across the street pierced the still night air startling him from his deep sleep, the bank across the street was under attack. Seth stood up groggily taking a moment to get his bearings letting the remaining memories of his dream fade from his mind. Two lions clad in black clothing from head to toe backed out of the front doors, bags of stolen cash in hand as a chopped SUV flew around the corner; the back end fishtailing out of control and almost smashing into a couple of parked vehicles. The two felines fired off a couple more warning shots in no general direction before hopping into the rear of the vehicle. The SUV took off in a blaze as the driver shifted his eyes in Seth's direction for a brief second; the only remnants of the robbery were the wailing alarm still going off inside the bank and the pungent smell of burnt rubber lingering in the moist midnight air.

The partially shocked wolf trudged across the street and into the building; he'd wanted to make sure that everyone was alright. Sirens echoed off in the distance and he couldn't help but chuckle under his breath about the amount of time it would undeniably take for the incompetent fools to respond. Inside the poorly lit foyer was a lone dalmatian, presumably between eighteen and twenty from what Seth could tell, his hands bonded behind his back. The reception area was a mess, keys scattered everywhere and a few stray hundred dollar bills that the robbers must have not cared about too much. The security cameras had been blasted out by gunfire; sparks rained down from their charred remains.

"Looks like they tore this place up pretty good. You alright?" Seth asked as he nodded his head in the dalmatian's direction, still surveying the scene intently.

The canine struggled pitifully, trying to get the makeshift handcuffs off of his wrists "Yeah, I'll be better once you get these damn things off my wrists; they're cutting into my skin!"

Seth nodded his head understandingly; he pulled a small switch blade from his back pocket and advanced towards the still struggling dog. "This should do the trick" the wolf said as he flipped the blade out with a gentle flick of his wrist. "Hold still."

The blade sliced through the hard plastic effortlessly, the freed dalmatian scrutinized the deep impressions the restraining material had left on his wrists. Seth walked over to the canine, his eyes tracing the well defined curvature of the dogs' muscled frame; maybe a little longer than he cared for. "Name's Seth" the wolf muttered outstretching his paw towards the still fretful canine.

"Oh yeah, I guess I should thank you for getting that crap off me. I'm Drake, nice to meet you... even though the circumstances aren't very enviable." The canine grasped the wolfs paw, firmly shaking.

Drake turned around and disappeared through a large arch like walkway towards the back of the building with out another word, his slender white tail drifting from side to side in rhythm with his footfalls. Seth decided to follow the pup down the corridor; he wanted to see if he could get a few answers from the canine. The dalmatian ducked into a door on the left, its hinges squeaked groggily as the momentum from his paw forced the doorknob to come into contact with the wall. His paws fumbled with a combination lock in the back corner of the room before pulling out a shoulder bag and a stained baseball cap; he slammed the locker shut vehemently and turned around to meet the wolf standing in the doorway indolently, his frame blocking the exit. Seth didn't plan on moving any time soon, it seemed like Drake was in a hurry and the wolf felt as if the dalmatian was hiding something important.

"Hold on just a second" Seth said as he placed his arm across the width of the entrance "You in a little bit of a rush or something?"

The dalmatian looked down at the ground; his brows twitched slightly displaying his uneasiness. The dog refused to make eye contact with the wolf.

"Look, I don't have all day. I know you've got some information that would be helpful to me and I don't plan on leaving until I get what I want." Seth sternly mumbled getting intolerant fairly quickly; he tapped his claws melodically on the doorknob waiting for a reply.

Drake shifted his weight uncomfortably "Meet me at the 'The Den' in an hour, just down the street from here." The dog brushed his paw through the head fur that donned his cranium absent-mindedly before placing the cap over his pointy ears "We can't talk here."

Seth had no choice but to let take the canine for his word and assume that he'd keep his promise. The wolf retracted his arm and let the smaller dalmatian squeeze around him. He turned and watched Drake make his way out the front door of the bank at a brisk pace. Part of the wolf felt that the canine wasn't going to hold up his end of the bargain, not showing up at the bar. All qualms aside though, Seth figured he would at least go to this establishment and see if he could find the answers to the questions he had been seeking. The lanky wolf turned around and re-traced his steps to front of the bank; his orbs catching a looping animation of the security camera feed on a monitor before the lion had blown it out. Something looked familiar about the feline but he couldn't put his finger on it.

A searing pain brought the wolfs mind back to the present and a paw to his head; the painful sensation of the excruciating headache returning. Seth checked himself out in the mirror, his reflection made his body cringe; he looked like he had just been through one hell of a fight. A lateral incision along the right shoulder blade had stained the surrounding fur a deep crimson red and the gash on his forehead was slowly beginning to bleed again. The wolf scanned the room for a first aid kit; spotting a medical container near the fire extinguisher, he rustled through the remnants of the box.

Removing a tensor bandage from it's packaging noisily he wrapped it's length around his skull a few times until the laceration was no longer in plain sight, satisfied with his handy work the wolf walked casually out of the building none the worse for wear. A barrage of screaming sirens greeted him as the crisp night air flowed over his body making the hair on the back of his neck stand up on end. A clean cut husky approached him, paw firmly grasping the glock holstered on his hip.

"Good night sir, can I help you?" Seth asked, cool and collected; he didn't want to draw the ire of the solemn looking cop.

"We're taking you downtown for questioning; you have the right to..."

The wolf didn't allow the officer to finish his monotonous condemnation, he'd heard it a thousand times over and he didn't need to hear it again. "Yeah, yeah I know. Listen, I don't have time for this" Seth blurted out interrupting the officer with a smug tone in his voice. "Look, the thugs went that-a-way; if you leave now you may be able to catch up to them by the time they hit the border." He pointed in the direction the lions had taken off.

The husky stepped in front of Seth, intent on blocking his path he placed one paw around the wolfs bicep. "I don't think you heard me the first time so I'll say it again, we're taking you in. Whether or not you have time for it, well that's really no concern to me."

Seth sighed heavily; he was getting tired of the hassle and was readily losing his temper. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out a small golden business card. "You want to talk, give my lawyer a call." Seth threw the card up in the air and yanked himself free of the husky's grip before walking in the direction of the bar Drake had mentioned earlier. He ignored the threats from the cop knowing full well that he didn't have the assertion to detain him.

The wolf walked wearily down the street, his quick nap earlier not enough to repel the beckoning fatigue that had started to overcome him again. The steady drone of an upbeat base ridden beat, and the sound of people chatting flowed out of a relatively high class building up ahead and to the right. Seth peered upwards towards the slanted neon sign, it's owner obviously not caring to take care of the lights as everything except the 'D' was faded or burnt out. The wolf emitted a subtle chuckle before tidying up his appearance, trying to look half decent. Opening up the large oversized cedar door, a blast of pungent odour almost knocked Seth straight over; the smell of drugs was rampant throughout the establishment. Seth shook his head, slapping himself mentally as he knew he should have known to expect nothing better from this lowlife part of town. The wolf lankily made his way over to a vacated corner where he figured he wouldn't be noticed or bothered by the other patrons; the last thing he wanted was to be bothered by some stupid druggie that couldn't tell his ass from his face.

Maybe that was too much to be asking for, but Seth had no time for bullshit right now, his temper quickly on a collision course with reality, the wolf tried to pass the time until Drake showed up; the dalmatian being the sole reason he was in this dump. The wolf didn't know how much time had passed since he had been curiously focusing his attention on a confrontation that was taking place on the other side of the bar, what snapped him out of his daze was an enthusiastic pat on the chest from a towering black bear leaning over him. The furre was huge, at least seven feet tall and completely making the wolf seem tiny by comparison.

"Now what would an eminent fellow like yourself be doing in a club like this?" the bear said, his deep voice filled with a hung-over stupor.

Rolling azure orbs impatiently, Seth gazed down towards the bear's paw still resting on his pectoral region. "Look, I'm waiting for a friend. Now, do you mind getting your hand off my chest?"

The wolf watched as the bear hesitated momentarily before removing his paw from the wolf reluctantly; he snorted disgustedly and struck up another conversation with a lonely looking lupine sitting all by him self at the bar. Seth sighed heavily, his muzzle smacking the table loudly as he let his head rest on the beer-tinged wood. If he had known that Drake's meeting place had been a place where fags came to hangout with each other he likely would've declined the invitation and gotten his information through another source. He kicked around the idea of leaving in his head for a little bit but he figured that he'd already waited this long for that silly dalmatian, what would another forty-five minutes be.

Seth drifted off; in and out of consciousness, memories that he didn't want to remember resurfaced in his cranium, the painful sensation of realization once again striking his heart.

Screams of terror drifted steadily into the air, the direction of the commotion pointing towards the unattached double garage. The wolf looked at his daughter tentatively, ordering her back into the safety of the neighbour's house. He continued to the door of the garage, the bloody paw print standing out in stark contrast to the coat of white paint symbolized a story that wouldn't have a happy ending. Tears formed in the ducts of Seth's eyes as he placed his trembling appendage on the bronze knob; sobs getting caught halfway up his throat as the realization of the situation struck him without mercy. As he opened the door the assailants slipped under a small crack in the automatic bay door and disappeared from the wolfs vision down the poorly lit alley-way; Seth turned back to his wife laying on the floor in a pool of her own crimson blood, her mutilated body lay strangled and deformed on the cold barrier of concrete. Seth felt like lying down and dying.

"Hey honey"

The wolf raised his head, his mind prodding his tortured soul.

"If you hadn't have been late coming home today your kid would still have a mother. You killed me, you hear me? You killed me; I hope you're happy with yourself Seth."

Seth twisted his neck around, the sight of his previously lifeless wife now sitting up staring at him menacingly filled his vision; her once brilliant yellow eyes rolled back in their sockets.

The wolf woke with a jolt. He knew he had to get something to deal with these constant nightmares that were bothering him. As he picked his head up off the table, Seth's eyes met the inquisitive green eyes of Drake. The dalmatian sat there with his palms on the bottom of his muzzle, a slow grin spread across the dog's chops as he seemed to be studying the wolf intently. The canine had walked in not to long ago and immediately noticed his friend from earlier huddled in the corner; watching the wolf wake from his nightmare he took a sip of his beer before gently placing the mug back on the table.

Seth cleared the remnants of fatigue from his refreshed body. As he lazily cleared the minimal sleep that had built up in the corner of his sockets he couldn't help but notice the fact that Drake was shirtless. He failed to avert his eyes as they traced over the chiseled canines toned frame. The dalmatian's chest expertly blending the bright white and dull greyish-black hair from the surrounding regions of his body into a nicely mixed mosaic. Before realizing what he was doing a crisp clearing of the throat from across the table brought him back to his senses.

"Sorry, I.. I'm not usually" the wolf was cut off from finishing his sentence before he could get out an excuse.

A gentle chuckle escaped Drake's mouth as he took another quick swig of his beer. "Don't worry, I'm used to it." the canine flashed a toothy knowing grin towards Seth.

Both of them sat there in the bar for what seemed like an eternity, the uneasy silence between them only complimented by the blaring sound of techno over an audio system that had probably seen better days. Seth had known why he'd come here, he had his questions that he needed answered and then afterwards he would go his own separate way; the affiliation with the dalmatian was solely in a business sense. Yet he felt intimidated by Drake, the wolf really couldn't quite put his finger on it but he certainly hadn't felt like this when they originally met at the bank a couple of hours ago. It was an alarming change to Seth who had always prided himself on taking control of the situation and not beating around the bush but he simply brushed it off to being in an unfamiliar environment with what he still considered a stranger.

He stole the occasional casual glance at Drake, he looked comfortable and relaxed. The dalmatian was easily distracted though and intently focusing on something going on half way across the room; the stature of his pointy ears standing at attention on top of his cranium. Seth followed his line of sight and quickly realized what the canine was so intrigued by. In the middle of the floor an undressed feline had began to put on a show for his excited audience. As the jaguar made his way through the audience several furres lewdly smacked his rump and whistled their approval before the cat slipped away quietly through the bathroom door with the same bear who had been a nuisance to the wolf before.

Drake had turned back to the table, a knowing smile still enveloping his maw; his head tilted back slightly as he downed the remaining beer in his mug. The steady cadence of his long tail thwacked against the bottom of the table.

"Why are we here" Seth blurted out louder than he had intended.

Drake slowly let the smile fade from his face, his paw reaching down to wrap his tail around his waist indiscreetly. "Well, I had been under the impression that you wanted to get some information from me. Was that not the reason we planned this little... gathering?"

"Look, don't play games with me. You know what I'm talking about, why are we at this.... this bar?"

The dalmatian repositioned himself, his hand trailed through the fur on his chest indolently as he seemed to ponder the question. "Honestly, I thought it was the closest place. I didn't know where else we could sit down and have a nice conversation at this..." Drake quickly flicked his wrist to check his watch "time in the morning."

Not impressed with the sorry excuse of a response, Seth gave off a sarcastic nod clearly not believing the canines' story. "Well then, let's get down to business."

Adopting a suddenly serious stature, Drake looked the wolf directly in the eye for a brief moment. "You've got to realize that I only have so much to tell you. Hell, I don't even know if I have what you're looking for so don't be expecting too much."

Seth had come to expect nothing else; the leads he had gotten had always seemed to be turning up as duds. It appeared, at least to him that he was being toyed with, yanked around like a puppet on a string; something promising would lead him right to the edge of what he had sought to know and as quickly as it was in reach, it would be pulled away. The only thing he had come to hope was his instinct being correct in placing some trust in what this dog had to say. Seth didn't trust anyone and yet for some reason Drake struck him as someone who he could share his life-story with and be none the worse for wear.

"Just tell me what you know about those lions that hit up the bank earlier, alright." The wolf wasn't asking, he was demanding; a tone clearly defined in his profound voice.

Drake had to collect himself for a moment, he almost seemed like he was trying to decide whether or not he was going to respond to the particular question. "Ok. The Felinos, they run outta downtown but their numbers are spread out all over the place."

"Organized in?"

"Friend, I think organized is munificent of a term. There is a movement, hundreds... maybe thousands of felines, I can't be exactly sure at the moment."

Seth was intrigued "A movement against what?"

The dalmatian rolled his head back impatiently "Against us."

The wolf had his interest piqued. "Come on man, you have got to be more specific than that! Don't be beating around the bush with me, alright?"

"Beating around the bush? Oh no, I'm definitely not beating around the bush with this, I had just assumed that you were up to speed on the current events happening in today's world.

Seth pondered his thoughts for a few seconds not enjoying the obvious sarcasm directed his way, the dull thumping of his tail foot against the floor of the bar once again beating in a steady determined rhythm. He could see that Drake looked nervous, the black spots that donned his body seemed to get more pronounced by the second and the wolf could sense his uneasiness at the moment. The Dalmatian met his gaze briefly, a subtle wink motioning for the wolf to follow him as he leisurely stood up from his seat.

Seth followed the dalmatian through a swinging set of double doors into the back of the establishment amidst the inquisitive stares of the furres they passed. Drake seemed to know where he was going; his pace resembled that of someone who was definitely in a hurry. The wolf retched as the stale smell of urine filled the shoddy corridor they were traveling through, and if that wasn't bad enough cockroaches scurried underneath his footfalls scampering for the nearest crack in the rotting wooden wall. There were definitely plenty.

Seth had had no idea that the building extended this far back and he wondered where Drake was so hastily taking him. The dalmatian had been completely silent since they left the table until he came upon an elevator, pushing the button in a furious and impatient manner he stopped and made sure he hadn't lost Seth.

As the doors opened up, Drake pushed his way inside beckoning for him to follow. "Quick, down here"

Seth wasted no time slipping into the elevator just before the doors slammed shut. Subdued hollers accompanied by the heavy footfalls from a group of felines were barely perceptible through the air tight doors as the arrow indicating down started to blink. The sudden drop of the elevator startled the wolf and knocked him briefly off balance and the absence of floor levels on the control panel made it unbeknownst to him how far they were descending below the establishment. Seth still had no idea what was going on; Drake didn't say a word, his fur stood on end and his ears were erect on top of his cranium. The dalmatian seemed to be apprehensive in nature and stature, but the look in his eyes produced an aurora of fear and anger. The lights in the lift hastily flickered as the car reached its destination, as the elevator came to a screeching halt the doors opened groggily.

Drake motioned with his paw for Seth to follow behind him as his other hand extended down towards his hip, the pair of canines made their way around a few corners before coming to a small single level parkade. Drake brought out a set of keys and started the vehicle remotely, its engine roaring to life with a gentle brusqueness.

"Don't mind the smell" Drake nonchalantly remarked as both him and Seth settled into the driver and passenger seat respectively.

The stale smell of wet dog was hard to ignore though and Seth had trouble preventing his gag reflexes from turning into a more embarrassing situation. He'd never been a fan of the water and did his best to avoid it whenever possible, if he was able to keep his fur dry it was all the better. The wolf thought his senses picked up another smell in the cabin of the vehicle, similar to that of some sort of cat but he merely passed it off as part of his imagination. He quickly was snapped out of his thought process when the callous sound of the sedans screeching tires reverberated off of the concrete walls. Seth quickly buckled up his restraint and held onto the support handle securely, his nails manufacturing small imprints in the leather upholstery.

A deafening blast made Seth's hair stand straight on end as Drake rounded the second last corner before the exit to the streets. A charcoal colored van was stationary in the middle of the road and a lone jaguar stood menacingly beside it almost daring the sedan to come nearer. Seth was about to propose Drake to stop but he was hastily cut off as the dalmatian punched the accelerator and sped in the direction of the feline. At the last moment the jaguar jumped clear out of the sedans path and pulled out an obscured pistol, he fired three subsequent blasts at the driver side door before the sedan flew under the automatic door and onto the quiet city streets.

Once again the pitiless screeching of rubber on the pavement and the pungent aroma of burnt tire filled the damp early morning air, a plume of smoke gently twisting and swaying in the breeze behind the sedan. Drake shifted uncomfortably in the driver's seat gripping the steering wheel with only his right paw, a gentle and almost unnoticeable groan escaped from his maw as he gently guided the vehicle out onto a small gravel country road. Seth kept his eyes on the road ahead, his eyes briefly catching rays of the early morning sun as the ball leisurely appeared over the distant mountains. While the vivid rays of light darted in the reflection of his azure orbs Seth couldn't help but worry about his new found friend who constantly readjusted his stature, obviously unable to cope with the previous position he had chosen.

"Uh, Dr.. Drake" the abruptly hesitant wolf stuttered, choking on his own words for a second "do you mind if I ask where we're heading?"

His inquiry was met with the tedious and repetitive sound of small pebbles clinking up against the under body of the vehicle, Seth steadied his gaze in the direction of the dalmatian sighing heavily as the dull thumping of a migraine once again reverberated throughout his skull. The wolf reached inside his vest pocket checking for some painkillers but his fingers grasped at nothing but lint, thwarted he returned his attention towards Drake watching the canine intently. Seth figured that it was around six in the morning, and they had been traveling for nearly two and a half hours, the city had long disappeared out of their view and in front of them presented a vastness of mountains, forests and creeks. The wolf had lost all sense of direction of during the close call in the parkade and had absolutely no bearing on where he was, exhaustion once again came over him and his eyelids progressively shut as his paw searched for the lever to recline the leather seat.

The invariable chirping of an alarm woke Seth from his catnap and as he groggily glanced around to figure out where the noise was coming from his brain finally registered that Drake was missing from the car. The wolf figured he would deal with the piercing alarm before finding the reclusive dalmatian and traced it to the glove compartment, his digits wrapped around the lever but the latch didn't budge. The wolf took a fleeting look around the front of the sedan and spotted the key ring still sitting in the ignition, his paw clasped around the ring and he rifled through the set of keys until he noticed a slightly smaller one labelled as the glove box key. Seth wasted no time in opening up the compartment and shutting off the irritating clock alarm, he was just about to close it up when an open wallet caught his attention.

Being the inquisitive and inquiring person he was Seth decided to take a look. The wolf cocked his head and did a double take as he couldn't really begin to comprehend what he was seeing. Standing in front of a nicely situated Victoria style log cabin out in the country was a black jaguar defined with a acute white line flowing down his sleek abdomen, situated in his loving embrace stood Drake both as happy as can be.

Seth didn't really know what to think as he flipped through the rest of the pictures; every one featured the dalmatian and the jaguar in a variety of embraces and different locations, if he didn't know better Seth thought that they were intertwined in a pretty serious relationship.

This disappointed Seth in a lot of ways, even though he didn't want to admit it the wolf felt undeniably attracted to Drake, the dalmatian was gorgeous and his personality just exemplified that trait. Seth certainly didn't think he was gay but his feelings contradicted what his mind was telling him, his love for Drake was certainly as every bit real as it was for his wife. Whether or not Drake shared the same feelings was another question, if Seth had known that the dalmatian had invested his feelings and affection in another individual he probably would've shoved whatever thoughts that crept up aside, after all it was the only logical thing to do. Now he was too far down the road, he had made a decision but he didn't know how to put that decision into his feelings and his words.

The wolf exited the car, scanning the vicinity for a clue as to where Drake may have trudged off. His ear's perked up as he heard the sound of flowing water nearby, as Seth's eyes picked up a small dirt trail that was pretty much untouched he decided to call out to Drake, not particularly expecting a response from the dalmatian.

"Drake!" the wolf shouted as loud as he could, tilting his head to pick up a response. "Drake, are you there?!"

Seth shook his head as the only response he got was the exquisite and divine ambience of the forest resonating around him, the sounds of birds chirping and water splashing against the rocks with the force of a hundred tons was serene and calming to his nerves. As he walked down the trail the wolf felt like he was at home here, the stark contrast in comparison to the hustle and bustle and constant grind of the overrated city life. He'd always thought about moving his daughter and wife out to some place like this and now he regretted passing on that decision. Instead he put it off for a year to try and save up some more funds from a position he had as an executive in a city office, his imprudence costing his wife her life and his daughter a father.

There were many decisions that Seth regretted; his life had never been what he thought it was destined to be and it seemed that there were more times where he was in hardship rather than being able to live life comfortably. That all changed in an instant when he met Seyena though, Seyena was a god send; an angel from heaven for him. Before he knew what hit him he had a new job, a new house and a baby girl that he absolutely adored. Like they say though, all good things come to an end; the pendulum can swing to the biggest highs to the lowest lows and vice versa.

Sooner rather than later, Seth realized that you just have to treat life like one big game of russian roulette because if you don't things will come back and bite you in the ass, especially when you least expect them.

He learned to let your losses go and keep your victories only so close to the heart.

Seth ran his paws through his fur languidly, wiping away the sweat that had accumulated on his brows. He shielded his eyes as best he could from the suns invariable hammering rays, the heat was unbearable and he had never been one to adapt well to the heat. The wolf started panting as he neared the end of the path and noticed a medium sized opening that held a crystal sparkling cerulean pool of water, atop hung an outcropping of jagged boulders with a waterfall pouring down over their pointed surfaces.

Near the stump of a towering cedar tree lay Drake's clothing, Seth assumed he had gone into the pool for a swim but he figured it had to have been at least an hour or two since he took off.

"Watch out below!"

Seth was startled by Drakes yell; he immediately looked up and noticed the naked dalmatian jumping off the waterfall, his slender toned arms wrapped around the bottom of his legs imitating a cannon ball. As he slammed into the water a whole stream of the liquid came flying towards the wolf, as his fur and garments got soaked Seth looked disgusted. There was little more he hated than getting his fur wet but it was definitely a welcome reprieve from the relentless afternoon heat.

As Drake watched the wolf try and shake as much water as possible out of his grey and brown coat he couldn't help but chuckle at the futile attempts.

"Aw, and here I thought you were going to come and join me in the water" Drake said in a mock disappointed tone, his paw beckoning Seth forwards.

Seth once again found himself attracted to the magnificent form of Drake's body, from his defined and sculptured chest; to his gorgeous thighs. His heavy hanging spheres dangling firmly below his hefty sheath threw the wolf over the edge as he salivated over the dog's body. Drake let a knowing smirk spread over his muzzle as he noticed the wolf checking out his body.

Drake crossed his arms over his chest, "So? You game or not?"

Seth really didn't need to think it over; he would take any chance he could to get close to the young canine. He immediately threw his arms over his head and tugged his shirt off as well as his pants and loin cloth getting undressed in a flash before walking towards the pristine lake. His provocation was clearly palpable as the tip of his cock peeked out of his sheath; the wolf hesitated for a few seconds before plunging head first into the water. He swam towards Drake and splashed a palm full of water into his face, a sort of response for originally getting soaked by the eager dalmatian.

"That's for getting me wet in the first place!" Seth laughed as he let his azure orbs gaze into Drakes elegant emerald eyes.

"Oh, is that so?" Drake exclaimed, dunking his friends head under water.

Seth's lungs struggled to cope with the sudden loss of oxygen and gulped down a mouthful of water before he could recover; when he came to the surface he was embraced in the affectionate and tender grasp of Drake. Seth attempted to protest but was silenced by a single digit pressed against his lips.

"Shhh"

That was all the dalmatian said before locking lips with the hushed wolf, a muted moan emanating deep from within their throats was barely audible as their tongues entangled with each other. Seth couldn't grasp what was happening but he decided it was ultimately futile and just decided it didn't matter, he was enjoying this and finally getting what he wanted. Seth closed his eyes as the invading tongue continued to relentlessly probe his mouth, their saliva mixing into a romantic concoction.

The wolf groaned with contentment as their sheaths rubbed up against each other, the abrasion causing both of their cocks to extend beyond their sheaths. His paws traced over Drake's stomach and down to his cock, Seth grabbed the dalmatians sheath trying to coax more of his meat out of its hiding place; he occasionally gave a slight tug on the canine's balls until the desired effect was achieved. Seth was new to this and wasn't exactly sure how to proceed but he continued rubbing Drake's cock, the dalmatians thrusting hips meeting his own strokes. A whine of pleasure again escaped Drake as his knot was squeezed by Seth's relentless paws, the wolf was astounded by the size of the dalmatians cock and guessed it was somewhere around eight and a half inches from the knot to the tip.

He wanted to wrap his muzzle around Drake's cock, there was nothing more Seth wanted to do at this point other than wrap his maw around the dalmatians beautiful dick and drain the juice from his loins. The wolf returned the embrace and passionately kissed Drake back, their bodies sharing each others warmth in the chilly water.

"Why don't we get out of this icy water?" Seth lustfully mumbled as he motioned towards the shore, his tail seductively swaying behind his haunches.

Drake nodded and followed the wolf, his paw playfully slapping Seth's rump. "Sure, whatever you want as long as I get a piece of that tight ass of yours"

Seth shook himself off vigorously, his wet fur spraying water in every direction. "Not so fast" the wolf said as he playfully swatted at the dalmatian's meat "I want that in my mouth first." Seth scuttled forward drinking in the pungent musk of Drake's loins.

Seth nuzzled his muzzle into the dalmatians groin as a feral lust overtook him, his salivating tongue lapping at Drake's orbs casing them completely; the tang of Drake was driving him wild. Seth occasionally licked the underside of the dalmatians cock sending surges of bliss up Drake's spine. The warm welcoming mouth of the horny wolf was causing his meat to release some of its seed into the eager receptacle; Drake couldn't help himself from panting as his tongue lolled lazily out of the side of his mouth. Seth whined as his tongue lapped his lips greedily when some clear pre spurted out of the dalmatian's member onto his awaiting face. "Mmmm, god you taste so good" Seth groaned, savoring the salty essence of the milk he was being fed. The wolf couldn't help but grab at his own meat as he keenly impaled his warm muzzle on the entire length of Drake's cock, the knot trying to force its way past his lips. "Oh god, that feels so good" Drake gasped just as Seth pulled his muzzle off his member coating the dalmatian's meat with his saliva before bobbing up and down on the length of the shaft; milking it with every muscle in his mouth.

Drake couldn't help himself any longer as he let out a series of feral whimpers and slammed his aching shaft into back of Seth's throat; his paw tenderly massaged the auburn patch of fur on the wolf's head as his mate struggled to breathe for air. Seth swallowed Drake's knot as he gagged on the length of the throbbing shaft, his tongue still lapping at the underside of the reddened puppy meat in his mouth craving the saccharine taste of velvety dalmatian cream. Drake yanked his cock out of the wolf's mouth, a long string of pre hanging from the tip of his member; "Oh Seth, I'm.. I'm going to cum!" The dalmatian grabbed his cock and rubbed his shaft, the flicking tongue of Seth licking at the tip of his cock awaiting his hard earned reward. Seth tugged on his lover's jewels as they contracted closer to his loins, his fervent tongue sprawling out of his muzzle.

"Uhh... uh" the dalmatian wailed as his aching cock shot multiple streams of watery seed towards the wolf's insatiable mouth, Seth welcoming every drop with dynamism. Seth enjoyed listening to the whimpering coming from Drake's muzzle as he swirled his seed around in his mouth, his tongue coated with the sweet dalmatian juice. Seth moaned as he opened his maw once again, taking the spent dalmatian cock into his mouth he milked the last drops of semen from the shaft and was rewarded with a couple extra spurts. Seth removed his muzzle from the now flaccid member, his paw gripping at Drake's orbs tugging them gently and bringing his friend down from his invigorating high. The wolf had pooled some of the dalmatian's seed in the back of his mouth and swirled the creamy liquid around in his mouth before feeling it slide down his throat.

"Oh god, that was hot" was all Drake could mutter before collapsing to the ground in a heap, his body trying to regain some energy.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it" Seth murmured before nuzzling into Drakes silky white chest his paws gently tracing over his nipples.

Seth once again snaked his darting tongue into Drake's mouth, the two canines sharing the taste of the dalmatians cum that lingered on Seth's tongue. Seth once again felt like he was whole, meeting Drake had brought a new side of his personality out, a side that he previously unknowingly had concealed. He hadn't expected anything to develop between them and he still wasn't sure if they would really feel affection for each other the way he and Seyena did but that was the least of his worries right now. Right now he was content with his head in Drake's lap, the both of them lying under the beating suns rays soaking in the aroma of the forest around them.

Seth had no idea how long both of them lay their listening to each others rhythmic heartbeats but he knew Drake was ready for another go when his hardening cock prodded his maw. Seth was still horny and needed to get off, seductively he positioned himself on all fours and presented his rear-end to Drake; submissive moans and whimpers coming from his throat as he wagged his bushy tail.

The dalmatian mused quietly "Want more?" Drake asked as he ruffled his paw through Seth's coat, moving the wolf's tail to the side as he inhaled the musky aroma of his hind quarters. "Uh, you're just one big slutty irresistible wolf" Drake snickered lewdly.

"I hope you're ready to be fucked like my little bitch, I'll try to take it slow and gentle but no promises" Drake said as he spread Seth's cheeks apart, letting his tongue dash into the wolf's anal ring.

Seth moaned as his tail hole was being teased, his anal muscles clenching as the invading appendage was hitting all the right spots. "You like that?" Drake asked inquisitively. All Seth could do was moan his content and hope that he would soon be filled up with the dalmatians throbbing cock because he knew he needed it, his hunger was evident. Drake removed his tongue and placed his shaft against Seth's hole, the wolf tried pushing back and impaling himself on the member but Drake would have no part of it. The dalmatian continued this for a few minutes effectively sending the cock craving wolf into absolute lust filled frenzy. Seth ached for his bowels to be filled and wanted the Drake's cock impaled in his passage; he turned his head and looked ineffectually at the dalmatian, his azure eyes filled with a begging stare.

Drake nodded and spread some lube over his cock before slowly forcing his way into the wolf's channel, his paws wrapping around Seth's hips for leverage he grunted as his knot pressed against the anal ring. Seth panted heavily as he tried to get used to the invasion in his rump, his maw dragged along the forest floor as his cock once again extended from its sheath. The unvarying moans of ecstasy filled the forest, quickly drowning out everything around them as their frenzied panting got more pronounced every second. Drake whined as the tight confines squeezed and milked his cock relentlessly conveying strong surges of pleasure up his vertebrae, his paw made its way down to Seth's dangling cock stroking the dynamic wolf's cock ever so slowly so he wouldn't cum too soon. Seth rocked back and forth on his own accord in unison with

Drake's thrusts, wincing noticeably as his ass clenched around Drake's cock; whimpering in elation the wolf plunged his hips forward with his cock brushing against the dalmatians paw.

"God... uh, you're so tight" Drake cooed as the wolf's anal cavity milked his shaft, speeding up his thrusts; both furres moaning in unanimity as the coordinated smacking of the dalmatian's hips into Seth's rump resonated metrically off of the walls in the room. Drake's knot banged against Seth's anal ring, his bulge trying to force its way inside the wolf's eager cavity. His aching member was squeezed by walls of the anal cleft as he slammed his hips into Seth's lap; his knot gaining entrance to the wolf's tail hole. Seth scampered forward, a whimper escaping his maw as the abrupt sensation vigorously sent him over the edge; his cock shooting twines of seed on the moss and lichen below him. Seth murmured slothfully as Drake continued to impel his cock forward into his ass, his muscles contracting and expanding concurrently as he tried his best to expertly milk the reddened puppy meat in his rear end. Seth closed his eyes, his dull panting filling the void before looking back towards Drake; his orbs displaying a look of imploring need.

Drake leaned forward, scooping some of the wolf's seed of the ground and placing it in his mouth; a whine emitted from his muzzle as the dalmatian savored the piquant taste of the juice. He licked his lips greedily as his paw returned to the ground for more of Seth's cum.

Drake continued to pump his length in and out of Seth's tail hole, he whimpered languidly as the tepid rectum swathed his entire shaft; his pumps increasing in velocity and speed as he got closer to his culmination of lust. The dalmatian seemed to lose control as he burrowed his claws into the flesh near Seth's hips, his reddened member spearing as deep as it could go into his mate's bowels. Seth tried as best he could to meet Drake's rapid and repeated thrusts into his ass; he could feel the canine's extremely large knot trying to pull out of his slippery insides every time Drake pulled his hips away. The sensation was both enlivening and agonizing for Seth considering this was the first time another male had taken his virginity, he tried to contain his ample whimpers trying to focus on pleasing the horny puppy pounding away at his tail hole. Seth's mind was quickly occupied from the pain when he mindlessly started humping his pelvis in a forward motion as Drake's paw once again wrapped itself around his entire length; he moaned in utter elation as his nirvana hit new heights

Drake smiled deviously as he discerned just how much his friend was enjoying himself, he decided to tickle Seth's prostate and see if he could throw him over the proverbial ledge. The dalmatian rearranged his angle of attack slightly before plunging back into Seth's tail hole, his rod rubbing ever so slightly up against the wolf's magic spot consequently sending him into a howling rage. Feeling the wolfs ass tighten and loosen rapidly Drake could hold back no longer and thrust forward one final time sending his shaft to the deepest parts of Seth's cavity. Seth groused lewdly as he felt the hot liquid being deposited deep inside his innards, he felt every jet of dalmatian seed enter his rump as Drake's cock jumped sporadically; it's form becoming more flaccid with every passing minute.

The wolfs rectal walls milked the last few remaining drops of cream from the dalmatian's deflating rod, his own loins erupting with pleasure as Drake wrapped his paw around his knot; squeezing languorously. "Cum for me, wolf" Drake whispered bawdily into Seth's ear, his tongue slouching out his maw as he focussed his efforts intently.

Seth needed only so much encouragement and felt his wolf meat erupt with thick creamy threads of cum as he tilted his head and howled vociferously towards the heavens. Drake had positioned his palm ahead of the wolf's blasting cock and caught the majority of his seed as it left the tap. As Seth's loins slowed to a trickle the dalmatian avariciously placed his hand in front of his muzzle; inhaling the enthralling scent of the wolf and ardently licked off the unguent colored excrement. Drake whined as the saline wolf seed flowed down his esophagus.

Seth had passed out briefly after his orgasm and came too shortly there after with the dalmatian's white paw suspended in front of his face. The wolf smelt his own aroma and backed away disgustedly, certainly not wanting to taste his own semen. "Come on Seth, you taste really good." Pressed by the restrained nudging of his companion curiosity got the better of him and he leaned forward slightly before timidly tasting his own juice. Oddly enough he enjoyed his essence and found himself yearning for more, the wolf's ears folded backwards towards his skull as he felt repentant towards his actions. A reassuring embrace from Drake comforted him as the two canines fell towards the mossy carpet beneath them; the dalmatian's knot still lodged firmly inside the wolf's rump.

Drake and Seth lay curled together, their heavy panting complimenting the enormous high's both of their bodies had just come down from. Drake could feel his cock softening and pulled his loins free from Seth's stretched ass with an audible pop; the wolf moaned softly as some of the dalmatian's seed leaked out of his laurels spilling out onto the ground pooling between them.

Drake giggled gleefully and patted the wolf's rump light-heartedly "Didn't have room for any more in that sexy hole of yours?"

The only response that Seth could muster was a straightforward "sorry, I tried" as his body swiveled around; his azure eyes locking themselves in a loving stare with Drake's gentle emerald orbs.

Seth shoved his frame closer to Drake, mustering just enough energy so he could plant an affectionate kiss on the side of the dalmatian's muzzle before passing out from the sheer exhaustion that had conquered him. Before his consciousness fleeted him he gently mumbled "I love you, Drake."

Drake blushed and thought, absorbing his thoughts for a few minutes; staring at the motionless body of his friend and new found lover. He hadn't ever contemplated their relationship taking off as fast as it had let alone the personal and sensual direction it had quickly perpetuated. He couldn't take his mind off Kamiko; the feline had brought him in as a pup and raised him into who he was today. They only shared a few years difference but the bond between the two strengthened over time into a personal correlation. Drake grew briefly saddened as he realized that he hadn't seen or heard from Kamiko in over three months, personal exertions caused them to fall apart and Kamiko suggested that it was probably best if they spend some time away from each other.

It was probably the toughest situation Drake had ever had to face and he felt great regret and melancholy as he left his buddy for a vacillating amount of time. He'd made a promise to pick up the phone once in a while and touch base with Kamiko but every time he'd press the last key on the numerical pad, his paws would start juddering and he would have to slam the receiver down on the hook. Unable to transfer his emotions into words at the most essential times caused his gradual disembodiment from the jaguar whom he thought would be his one and only love. He wasn't about to let that same scenario repeat itself and leaned down towards Seth, gently kissing him on his forehead. "I love you too, Seth" Drake whispered as he pushed the final reminders of Kamiko from his cranium.

His head lay down on the ground; his pointed ears listening to the rhythmic sound of Seth's beating heart reverberate off his chest as his eyelids fluttered a few times before finally succumbing to sleep. Drake enjoyed his time thus far with his new found lover and couldn't fathom that their first encounter occurred less than twenty four hours ago in the bank. He undoubtedly looked forward to what the future held for him and indubitably hoped that the wolf would be a part of his life for a long time to come.