{"sf1_id":350428,"sf2_id":null,"title":"western prolog part 2","author":"Tobias Woadpaw","words":510,"posted_at":"2012-03-06T06:59:00.000Z","tags":["Beagle","Bear","Fox","Gay Relationships","Mountian Lion","No-Yiff","Teenagers","Violence (Not In Yiff)","Western","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/350428-western-prolog-part-2","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/350428","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=350428\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"part two of the prolog any comments and suggestions are welcome and encouraged! holds out cookies and milk","content":"Prolog part 2\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe scream\u0026nbsp; split the air making Brody and Devon drop wood and sprint back towards the barn.\n\nAs they cleared the stable the butt of a rifle swung out and caught Devon in the stomach\n\ndoubling him over. Brody\u0026nbsp; ducks down and attempts to jump at his brothers assailant when a\n\narm loops around his upper body and \u0026nbsp;bowie knife point digs into his neck.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Hold on dar pup\u0026nbsp; wouldn't want to kill ya just yet the boss would not be happy ! nope not at all\n\n!\"\u0026nbsp; said a deep voice that reeked of tooth decay and whisky.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The smell making him want to\n\nwretch, looking up he saw Devon still clutching his stomach.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nA mountain lion with a brimmed hat and a vest\u0026nbsp; holding a rifle to his head.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; A commotion came\n\nfrom the\u0026nbsp; other side of the barn as\u0026nbsp; Mary \u0026nbsp;screamed \u0026nbsp;for help. Her cry was cut short as she was\u0026nbsp;\n\npushed forward onto the ground. \u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;A Beagle\u0026nbsp; walks over to her revolver in his hand. He smiles\n\ndown sadistically as she tries to right herself awkwardly with her bound hands. \u0026nbsp;The Beagle\n\nmoves to kick her\u0026nbsp; when a blow to the head\u0026nbsp; knocks him squarely off his feet .\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe flails on the ground jumping back up snarling then stops as he comes face to face with a\n\nlarge gray wolf looming over him.\u0026nbsp; He looks up at the Lupine practically towering over him in a\n\nbrown duster coat his \u0026nbsp;wide brim hat shadowing his face as the wind plays with the hawk\n\nfeather\u0026nbsp; in its band.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"S-s-orry boss thought one of the brats got away and did it! Honest! \"\u0026nbsp; the wolf smiled in a way\n\nthat mixed amusement with sinister intent.\u0026nbsp; The Beagle smiles moving to get up\u0026nbsp; when the wolf\n\nkicked him hard!\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nOnce! Twice ! six times the wolf\u0026nbsp; kicked him, each time ending with a growling word.\u0026nbsp; \"That ! Is!\u0026nbsp;\n\nNo! Way! To! Treat! A Lady! \"\u0026nbsp; he hauled up Mary gently smiling at her like an uncle.\u0026nbsp; \"I\n\napologize for my associates manners he seems to \u0026nbsp;have lost them I assure you it won't happen\n\nagain Mary.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nLooking at him aghast the vixen stutters\u0026nbsp; looking horrified \"H-How did you know my name?!\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe wolf looks hurt at her question.\n\nBefore he can answer though he is interrupted by the sounds of\u0026nbsp; a shot gun and rifle being\n\narmed.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"Get the hell away form them you bastards!!!\" growls Brody's father\u0026nbsp; who was aiming\n\nthe shotgun at the back of the wolfs head\u0026nbsp; his wife behind him her rife pointed at the Bear\n\nholding Brody at knife point.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf seems to stiffen then relax when he spoke his voice was smooth but edged like\n\nobsidian. He turned around slowly Brody's eyes went wide. A shiver of recondition went down his\n\nspine as he saw the cold ice chip blue eyes of the wolf now facing his father\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"Now is that any\n\nway to treat an old old friend John? \" .\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}