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It was the second round of the tournament, and Uzira and Oqiky had both passed the trials and tribulations to reach this point. Exilo had as well, beating out some newcomer, and Uzira had a fear that she might have to face him farther down the line. It was always tricky with Exilo, since they knew each other's moves so well, and he hit so damn hard, even without his special powers. But she could worry about that later. For now...

For the tournament, Uzira had worn something pragmatic and useful. Arms and armor were illegal in the fight, she had taken to wearing a white tank top and a pair of red gym pants with a white strip running down the side. She was barefoot, as she preferred to be during a fight. Her hair was down her back and tied into a long ponytail, as she couldn't do much else with it in a situation like this. Uzira dressed to fight, while her opponent dressed for seduction. Oqiky almost looked out of place in fact. She wore a long purple dress, it dragged on the ground slightly, and by the clip clop of sound with each step she probably had high-heels on. With lavender gloves that stretched up to her underarms, she looked more like she would be attending a dinner ball than fighting. She carried an umbrella for God's sake! As far as Uzira could tell, the umbrella was only carried because she didn't look absurd enough as is. A lioness, Uzira did not necessarily like rabbits to begin with, but Oqiky just had a way of getting under her skin.

Uzira watched at her side of the "ring." The ring was simply a large circular expanse, the barriers of which were simply large sand bags that lined the sides. Those were the physical and visual barriers at least. There were magical barriers that would not allow one to pass. Uzira had learned that the hard way... The ring's ground was sand as well, which eased the impacts during falls and throws. Uzira was squatting slightly, long, graceful tail twitching out behind her, as she watched Oqiky. The rabbit approached Izak, who was sat on the bleachers, watching. Eliminated in the first round, he had all the time in the world to enjoy the fights, and looked excited at having two of his favorite women go at it.

"Would you please take of this?" Oqiky asked. She closed her umbrella, and gently handed it to Izak. He took it happily, and set it down in his lap. Oqiky then undid her dress from the front, and let it drop down to her feet. She stepped forward, and revealed that she was only wearing a bra and panties (colored royal purple) beneath it. Her fur was mostly a rich, auburn color, although she had a few light brown spots over her back, shoulder, and one large one over her right eye. Uzira lifted her brow slightly, then laughed. Oqiky was known to use her body in more ways than one, but she doubted she would be seduced as easily as Izak had.

Walking to the center of the ring, they each assumed their stance. Uzira rolled onto her toes, and began to bounce gently from foot to foot. A dynamic fighter, she was always moving, and was very light and gentle on her feet. Her muscular thighs were ready to spin and kick at a moment's notice. Oqiky assumed a stance a bit like a boxer: standing at an angle. She opened her hand, and her fingers cracked softly, as they stretched and stiffened, and for the first time Uzira noticed how sharp her finger nails were. Her other hand was back, and twisted with the palm up and the nails still out. An odd stance, but Oqiky was an odd fighter.

Above them, they could hear the whistle, signifying that the match had begun. Not a moment passed before Oqiky had lunged forward, and swiped her hand through the air, sharp nails making a whistling noise as they passed. Only Uzira's great speed spared from the attack, as she ducked and moved back, out of range of Oqiky's claws. But Oqiky continued: stepping forward and slashing with her other hand, horizontally across to slash at Uzira's belly. Again, Uzira managed to back away. On her next step forward, Oqiky swung her leg far out and managed to catch Uzira in the right knee. Uzira's legs were certainly strong enough not to be phased by such a kick, but the surprise caused Uzira to miss a beat, and she suddenly felt a trickle of blood over her belly. Uzira leapt forward, and putting two hands onto Oqiky's shoulders, vaulted over her opponent and landed behind. With Oqiky's face in the sand, Uzira took a moment to check her belly, and was shocked to see four gashes through her shirt and into her tan fur. She was bleeding slightly, but nothing that bad. Still, it gave her a moment to pause and think about who she was dealing with. But only a moment. Oqiky had recovered, and was moving forward in that strange stance again. She ran forward in fact, right nails dripping with blood and left hand behind her, ready to slash when she was in range. Uzira lifted her arms to her sides and ducked beneath the first slice, then the second, and then lifted her leg to spare herself another kick. She noticed another slash, and dodged, and when Oqiky tried to kick, she moved her leg where it could not be hit.

Despite her skills at evasion, Oqiky was pushing Uzira back, and she did not want to end up with her back against a wall. She waited until Oqiky threw one of her "uppercuts" and then rolled to her side, landing gracefully.

Oqiky was certainly fast, not as fast as Uzira but still fast, but her attacks were simple and she telegraphed whatever she would do. It did not take long for Uzira to learn her pattern, and counter. She caught one of Oqiky's hands as it lashed forward, and pulled Oqiky off balance. At the same time, she moved one of her leg to the inside of the embrace, and swung, jamming her heel into Oqiky's stomach. Oqiky gasped and reeled forward. Uzira pulled her leg close to her chest, and then kicked it out, hitting Oqiky hard in the stomach again and knocking her several feet away. She rolled over the sands, kicking up a storm, before coming to rest on all fours, holding her stomach and wheezing.

Uzira waited a few moments, watching, careful to be sure the threat had passed. Oqiky was taking her time catching her breath, and Uzira decided to press the attack before she could get back to her feet. Uzira approached quickly, and balancing on her right foot, lifted her left leg high into the air, almost parallel with her body. She held it a moment, preparing an axe kick that would put Oqiky down, when Oqiky sprung to life and tackled her.

Oqiky had been watching Uzira's feet, and sensing the opportunity, tackled her to the ground. Uzira did not like being on her back, and wiggled and squirmed, trying to get enough leverage to bring her knee into Oqiky's side. But the simple fact was, Uzira was small, and Oqiky was quite a bit larger. She was able to pin her down, and lacking her kicks, Uzira was lacking in her primary form of attack. Oqiky slithered onto her, and took firm hold of Uzira's head. The lioness clenched her eyes shut, expecting the finishing blow. Of course, the magic that surrounded this tournament would pull Uzira out before she would die, but the shame of losing in such a way... She wiggled and squirmed all the more intensely, savagely, until Oqiky pulled her head close and pushed their lips together.

Uzira's crimson eyes opened wide in shock and surprise at the feel of warm, moist lips on hers. An uncontrollable shiver ran down her spine and she opened her mouth to take a breath, but Oqiky opened her mouth to counter, always keeping the pressure and seal. Her arms moved down Uzira's back, taking a moment to stroke her hair, as she continued kissing gently, suckling softly over Uzira's lips. Uzira lifted her hands slowly, and wrapped them around Oqiky's back, kissing back softly, until she realized what she was doing and pushed the bunny away with all her might. Lacking much upper body strength, and given Oqiky's larger size, she couldn't budge her. It was by Oqiky's own choice that she lifted off of Uzira, a wide smile on her lips, her lipstick slightly smudged from how deep the kiss had been.

Uzira stumbled to her feet, once more assuming her combat stance, though it was a little difficult to stand or keep her vision straight. Her mind was racing and her vision slightly blurred, and her pants were feeling itchy and a little too tight. Oqiky approached. Uzira leapt forward, kicking with both feet, before landing and spinning with a roundhouse. Oqiky had slipped behind Uzira though, and took her in a choke hold, with her sharp fingernails on Uzira's tender throat. The painted purple nails slipped under her throat fur, and touched the soft skin. Even Uzira's tail went stiff and still, as she breathed gently and waited for the finishing blow.

"Stop it," Oqiky whispered. "No more. No more fighting. You don't want to fight me."

Uzira panted softly, groaning gently as the finger stroked over her throat. She swallowed, and tilted her head back. Nose twitching, for the first time she noticed the scent of lavender, assuming it was coming from the bunny behind her.

"That's right Uzira, let it take you. My lipstick. My own special recipe. You'll be under my control fully in a few more minutes, but right now, you're probably feeling a little flustered and wet, isn't that right? Hush Uzira, no need to answer." Uzira felt the sharp nail stroke down her chest, over the fabric of her shirt, and eventually to her pants. A single finger slipped inside the elastic waistband, and brushed over her crotch gently, making Uzira gasp loudly and start to shake.

"Fighting my control... that's impressive. Just relax. This feels good, right? You like this, and you want more, right? Yes, you do."

The finger teased over the lump gently, and Oqiky's chuckle escaped her lips. "Hmm, not shaven? How odd, I would have figured you would. Better for the men down there. I don't mind though. You have a beautiful body. I've always admired you kitties. Long legs, wide hips. You could use some more weight on your chest, but it's far from a real bother."

Oqiky's free hand moved over Uzira's body gently, first her stomach and the quickly drying blood and scratches over her belly, and then to her breast. "You have a beautiful body, Uzira. My body is more beautiful, but you are not bad. I will have fun with it, and you will have fun too." Oqiky gently kissed Uzira's neck, nibbled on her rounded ear, and then with one hand pulled her shirt away. Already cut over the torso, a couple of well placed pulls and tugs and it peeled off of Uzira's fur like tissue paper. Oqiky threw it aside, no longer interested in it. Her paw gripped Uzira's now bare left breast, softly squeezing and massaging it, getting full handfuls and kneading the flesh like warm dough. Her nails slowly slipped into Uzira's fleshy lips, making her gasp and scream and grit her teeth. Oqiky wiggled her finger around, giggling as the body fell back gently and into her arms, as she continued to work Uzira slowly, before she pulled her hand back.

Oqiky lowered to her knees, still behind Uzira. "Don't move," Oqiky ordered, just to be safe, as she reached forward and softly hooked her fingers into Uzira's pants. She pulled them down slowly, exposing first Uzira's lower back, and then the curve of her rump cheeks and the dark crack and tender skin. Oqiky continued to pull them, until she reached Uzira's knees, and then the pants gently fell to her feet. Oqiky lifted her gaze, and spent a moment admiring Uzira's shapely hips. Oqiky was more attractive by almost any standards, but the bunny's hips were just a little too thin and light. Simply put, Uzira had the shapelier ass. Oqiky leaned forward, and kissed softly onto the left buttock, before rising and standing, and walking around to Uzira's front.

"Slave," Oqiky said softly. "Take these clothing off for me."

Uzira lifted her hands gently, and took hold of Oqiky's large, swollen breasts. She gave them a soft squeeze, and then hooked her fingers into the rim and tugged them down. Barely contained inside her bra, Oqiky's breasts spilled forward suddenly. Uzira reached forward, and came to embrace Oqiky. Behind her back, Uzira worked the knot of the bra, and pulled them away. She lowered slowly to her knees, and took hold of Oqiky's panties. She pulled them, slowly, when suddenly a smell caught her nose. Lavender flowers... Oqiky smelled subtly of them, but her private area... the smell washed from her shaven lips like her version of musk, and made Uzira feel a little woozy and weak. She continued with her orders though, and pulled them down until they were at Oqiky's ankles. Oqiky stepped forward and out of them, bumping her shaven lips into Uzira's face, giggling softly.

Uzira couldn't figure out how to stand up. She felt Oqiky's hands wrap around her, and lift her up to her feet. Oqiky kept her hands close to Uzira though, in case the smaller lioness might crumple to her feet. Oqiky wrapped her hands around Uzira, and once more took hold of her head. She tilted the head up, and gave a soft kiss to Uzira's lips. They held that for what seemed like an eternity. Uzira's heart began to pound in her chest, and she once more lifted her hands to try to embrace Oqiky back. Oqiky pushed her lips, strong but gentle. She pulled back, and turned her head to the side, once more kissing and pressing softly. Oqiky was actually fairly strong, and she was doing a good job of holding Uzira up, which was good, because Uzira had practically melted in the embrace. Oqiky was warm, and this close, she smelled richly of flowers. She kissed softly over Uzira's face, leaving a tingle of drying saliva over her fur, and making her shake.

"You love me, don't you Uzira?" Oqiky asked softly. "You are enjoying this, aren't you? Yes, you are. And you want more, don't you?"

Uzira nodded weakly, crimson eyes quite bright. "Turn around, beloved. And press against me."

Uzira bit her lip, as she slowly turned around on the spot. She hesitated to back up, and press against the warmth of Oqiky, but Oqiky placed two hands onto her belly and pulled her back into an embrace. Uzira shivered. Oqiky pushed quite close, and wrapped her arms around her gently. "Yes, that's right. Just relax. I'm going to make you feel very good."

Oqiky's hands glowed slightly, with beautiful purple light, though that might have just been Uzira's weakened mind. Oqiky's hands were warm though, and very soft on her fur, and when her breasts were squeezed she felt lightning run through her. Oqiky's other hand moved to her belly, and made little circles over her tummy, putting the slight ache on her belly at ease. And the pressure on her breasts was delicious, as Oqiky squeezed and massaged and worked her breasts softly and gently. "Yes, you like this, don't you? Enjoy it, little one."

Oqiky slowly lowered to one knee, Uzira came with her. Oqiky slowly lay down on her side, stretching an arm out to give Uzira a pillow, as she continued to squeeze and prod and poke and work her petite breasts softly. Oqiky's shaven groin tingled slightly over Uzira's buttocks as she felt it brush against her. She shivered and moaned gently, moaned louder as her breasts were worked so well. She could feel a tingle running through her, a pressure that seemed to grow all the more. It was vaguely cruel; in fact, how Oqiky danced along the edge but she did not pursue true release.

But then Oqiky moved one of her hands up her body, and came to rest at her lips. Uzira quickly opened her mouth, and gathered the fingers with her tongue. She suckled and licked them gently, obediently, until they were pulled out. She felt the tingle of Oqiky's nails move down her chest and belly, until they came to the groin. Oqiky suddenly plunged one of her fingers inside Uzira.

Uzira jerked forward suddenly, but the arm that had before been her pillow moved to her chest, and gave her breast a squeeze. Such an odd gesture, but she felt the lightning run through her, and felt herself fall limp on the ground. Oqiky smiled, and whispered gentle encouragement in her ear, as she massaged and squeezed the breast. She stuffed two fingers into Uzira's depths, but this time Uzira did not scream. A long, drawn out moan escaped her lips as she relaxed, and the two fingers inside her gently worked and massaged the gripping, tingling walls. She stretched her two fingers apart, spreading Uzira's walls wide and making her whine and gasp, and gently closed her fingers and used them to rub and stroke the inner walls.

Three fingers slipped inside her, making her whine, whimper and moan, and Oqiky used the significant strength in her fingers to spread Uzira wide. She imagined a man before her, humping her softly, driving himself in deep. But it wasn't a man, it was Oqiky... and truthfully, Uzira did not find that completely foul... not foul at all in fact...

"You like eights, don't you?" Oqiky asked. Her breath was warm on Uzira's back, even through her hair and fur. "I'm sorry I can't put eight fingers inside you, but perhaps four will be enough, my little kitty. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

Uzira opened her mouth to answer, but all that came out was a choked roar as Oqiky's four fingers plunged into her depths. Oh god... oh god... she felt lightning run through her, up her spine and down to her toes. She felt her entire body racked with a painful shudder as the four fingers stretched her depths wide, and then came to rest calm and placid as the fingers closed and stroked her walls. It was wonderful and sweet and tender, or painful and raw and still so sweet. And the soft massages over her breast, she could feel gentle dribbles of cream ooze out of her teat, though that was the least of her thoughts. Her only thoughts were on the raw pleasure that surged through her, of the fire that was building inside her, more and more...

Until she felt sweet juice spill out of her. If she were lying back, she might have even spurted like a pent up man, but instead Oqiky's hand caught all the lust and cream that spilled out of her. And there was a lot. It was warm and sweet, sugary nectar that washed over Oqiky's fingers. "Very good," the bunny said softly. "Very, very good, my little pet. My beloved." She softly kissed Uzira's nape, before she slowly pulled her hand back, out of the depths that it had been pushed into. She set Uzira down on the ground, on her back, still wiggling slightly from the random spurts or spasms that racked her. Uzira felt a shadow over her, and opened her eyes to see Oqiky over her, a wide grin on her bunny face.

"Ready for round two?"

Uzira couldn't move much. The release had been rich and sweet, and for a long time, her body struggled and her lungs tried to remember how to breathe. Oqiky was at first patient, allowing her partner to catch her breath, but soon she had squatted down. She got down onto her hands and knees before the blonde lion, settling between Uzira's thick, muscular thighs. Uzira lifted her head slightly, and tried to lift her upper body by propping herself on her arms. She watched as Oqiky placed her left hand on her thighs, and pushed them apart, exposing the still wet, fleshy, furry lips. A finger stroked down them slowly, and Oqiky looked to Uzira, smiling softly. "You're very beautiful, beloved. Very beautiful and very sweet. I love you so..."

Uzira continued to stare, her head feeling a bit heavy on her neck. She noticed a flicker of violet light in Oqiky's right hand, and suddenly, at her finger tip popped a perfect sphere.

"H-hey..." Uzira said, trying to push herself away and claw back. "N-no powers..."

Oqiky looked to Uzira, and smiled once more. She crawled forward gently, and pressed Uzira down to the ground with two delicate hands on her shoulder. Oqiky leaned down, and pressed her soft, moist lips against Uzira's, making the lioness shiver. "I've already won, beloved. The match is over, I win." She kissed her once more, softly and gently, before crawling back and once more settling between Uzira's legs. Uzira watched as the orbs once more formed at her index finger's tip, and watched as the orb lowered down. For a moment, it disappeared behind the horizon of her perky breasts and groin, but then Uzira felt it touch her.

Uzira gasped and groaned loudly as she felt the warm embrace of the orbs slip between her tight lips. Despite being held open by Oqiky's hand, she was not spread too wide, and was forced to endure the girth of the sphere as it slipped inside her. She shivered and gasped and moaned, biting her lip as is passed the threshold of her lips and she felt the warm bulk inside her. Oqiky smiled, slipping a finger inside her, and pushing the orb deeper, until it hit somewhere deep inside, Uzira's womb. She tilted her back, a surprisingly pleasant sensation settling over her, more so as Oqiky lifted her index and middle finger, and placed them over Uzira's belly. She spread her fingers slowly, and Uzira felt the orb inside her growing gently and slowly, expanding and pressing against her walls however smoothly. Oqiky twitched her fingers, and Uzira screamed, feeling something explode in her womb, and sending a wave of pleasure through her that almost made her release right there. It was... indescribable, what she felt, but a wave of pleasure suddenly exploded inside her, a brief flash of blinding pleasure that made her collapse to the ground.

Above her, Oqiky giggled. "You like eights," Oqiky whispered, staring at Uzira. "I like sevens. She lifted her hands gently, three fingers erect on her left hand, four erect on her right. An orb popped up on each tip. "I wonder if I can fit these all in you."

Uzira bit her lips. She realized, for the first time, that she was panting. Every strand of fur was standing on end as she waited for the next movement that would come. The sun was shining gently above them, making her feel too warm. Her eyes screwed shut as and her claws dug into the ground, and she felt the first poke of the orbs against her tight lips. This one was bigger than the one before. In fact, when it slipped past the tight threshold of her lips, it actually seemed to expand wider and wider as Oqiky moved it inside her. Oqiky gathered two orbs into her hand, and pushed them against Uzira's lips, cramming them inside and making Uzira wiggle and shriek.

"Hush, beloved," Oqiky said softly. "Hush... you are doing wonderful my dear. You are so close, just a bit more. You can take it, can't you, beloved?"

Uzira fell back, gasping and groaning loudly, as she felt another orb pushed inside her, followed by a gentle finger tip that worked the orb deeper. The narrow tunnel that lead to her womb meant that when one orb was pushed inside, it pushed all the others deeper until they plopped into the still tingling womb. The pleasure of the warm weight inside her, bubbling up, filling her quickly... Uzira simply lay on the ground, drooling and laying flat, tingling and shaking as each bulk found its way inside. And more, as each orb found its way inside her womb, they seemed to be growing, taking up more and more of the limited space that was inside her. And there seemed to be no limit to how many were being pushed inside her, though Oqiky did indeed stop when the seventh passed the tight lips of Uzira's nethers. She continued to press, using her finger and her mental will to push the orbs into her womb and join the others, growing larger and larger with the farther they traveled.

By now, her belly was starting to show the perfect orbs that pushed out of the tight, toned blonde fur. Uzira could count three orbs poking out of her, like little mountains, the other four shifted inside womb, still growing. Uzira could feel them each, as they pressed against her walls, stretching her. Oqiky stood slowly, smiling down at her little one, and walked around to Uzira's blindside. Uzira thought she was alone for a moment, no longer seeing the bunny. Soon, however, she felt Oqiky's hands on her shoulders and the warmth of the other against her back. Oqiky folded her legs, sitting Indian style, and had Uzira sit down in her lap. Her hands softly wrapped around her, and once more there was the scent of lavender. Oqiky sat with her arms under Uzira's arms, her hands gently squeezing and massaging over Uzira's perky breasts, the nipples of which were hard and solid and erect, poking out of her fur.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" Oqiky asked. "The weight inside your womb, the soft shifting of the orbs inside you, growing larger and fuller. Don't worry. You won't rip. They're mine, after all. Just like you are mine. I can make them do anything. I can make you do anything." Oqiky's hand softly slipped down to Uzira's belly, and massaged, shifting the orbs left and right under her careful fingertips. "It feels good, yes it does. Just relax, and enjoy it."

Oqiky's hand softly took hold of either of Uzira's breasts, and gave them a tight squeeze. Uzira shivered, and pushed herself back into Oqiky's warm embrace. She shuddered quite a bit, gasping and groaning as she felt the careful massage of hands over her body. They pushed against her belly, pushing the orbs down and causing them to shift deliciously inside her. Other times glowing finger tips touched Uzira's breasts, and squeezed the tits until a trickle of cream oozed out of them. "That's good, beloved. Please, surrender to me. Release for me. Release..."

Uzira shifted under the groping, gripping finger tips, how they milked Uzira like a farmer would a cow. They pinched the tips of her teat, and pulled them gently, then moved up higher to the full roundness of the breast. Two fingers squeezed, massaging the side and causing a steady stream of cream to ooze out of her.

Uzira clenched her eyes shut, and wiggled side to side. She gasped and groaned and moaned, as cream continued to ooze out of her. It dribbled down her breast, wetting Oqiky's finger tips, although Oqiky did not mind. All she wanted was to continue this. To continue the steady dribble, by now a river rushing down the curve of Uzira's cute little breasts.

If the orbs grew any larger, Uzira would probably rip, so Oqiky moved her wet hands down to Uzira's belly, and used her finger tips to push gently against the round plumpness. Her other hand inched down between her legs, and softly plunged two fingers into Uzira's tight lips. "Almost done, beloved. Almost done. You just have to push them out. You can do that, right? For me. You can, right?" Uzira tilted her head back to look to Oqiky, who suddenly pushed her lips gently against Uzira's mouth, kissing her softly before pulling back. The hand on her stomach softly pushed, working the closest orb out.

They weren't easy to take in, but coming out, it was blinding. Oqiky pushed carefully, working one of the orbs away from the mass, and to Uzira's hips. Gentle pushes, gentle strokes, and she eased the orb out of Uzira, down into the tunnel that lead to the outside. Oqiky stretched Uzira wide with her strong fingers, and then whispered in her ear, "Push."

Uzira did, as best she could, but she found the significant bulk of the large bubble stay rooted inside her. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, and used her abdomen and walls to push and squeeze the orb, slowly working it out of her, until she felt its wideness spread her lips. Oqiky's finger gently held the orb, and pulled it out slowly. She balanced it delicately on one finger tip, holding it up to Uzira's vision, before placing it down on the ground between Uzira's thighs.

The second and third orb followed, Oqiky somehow willing them to come out at the same time. Uzira felt them as they traveled, moving to the exit of her womb, and then cramming into the tunnel and fighting her gripping walls. Her walls were clenching and grinding on the girth, and yet the spheres maintained their shape perfectly. And over her fur, Oqiky's fingers were softly pushing and working the orbs as they traveled down. She wiggled side to side, the hands embracing her tightly and pushing, working the orbs, until they were each caught in Oqiky's hands, and placed gently on the ground.

By now, Uzira was looser than she had been, and with massages and soft pushes from all ten of the bunny's delicate fingers, she worked the orbs out, until a nice pile of six had been birthed out of Uzira's tight nethers. She could still feel one, however, swollen and full inside her. She felt it shift and grow larger, and press against her, filling her entire womb with its girth. She also felt Oqiky lift off the ground, and softly kiss her on the lips.

"You did wonderful, beloved. So wonderful. Now, you sleep, though. You earned it."

And Uzira did, closing her eyes slowly, and drifting into rest. Oqiky dressed casually, in no rush. She pulled on her bra and panties, and then her outer coverings. She walked over to Izak, with the swagger and ease that was so often associated with her, and asked him to help her get it on. Izak was embarrassed that his own pants were down, and a stain was on the ground between his feet, but she gave him a soft smile to assure him that everything was alright. He tied the lace and did the zipper, before handing her the umbrella back.

"Thank you, beloved," she said to Izak. He lowered to his knees without being asked, and she gently kissed him on the muzzle. "Now, come along." She turned, opening her umbrella to block out the sun, and walked away, with Izak following obediently at her heels.