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Part 1

The forest was vast and the canopy frequently dense. The occasional wooded clearing or clear blue lake were the only times the dragon could land at all. That was not to say that the green and brown hybrid needed to land very often, he could stay in the air for days and sleep on the wing if needed. Of course, Yogoloth's flight muscles punished him afterwards and he'd usually take a good long rest. But it would have been impossible to find what he was looking for purely from the air.

For a little more than a year he had been following the first of two trails. Which ultimately resulted in a dead end. All he could do was pick one at random from the scrolls he'd got from the Bestian Society and go with it. There hadn't been a way to know which was the right one before hand. It was possible that neither would lead him in the right direction or have a happy ending, but he had a good feeling and kept a positive attitude.

But at least something had come of this trip, he had heard a rumour in the town where that first trail had ended. A rumour of a group who, from the sound of it, were practicing blood magic. The two legged or "civilised races" possessed no magic of their own and this rumour had to be investigated. Dragons and most of all gryphons still remembered this old law even if the civilised races didn't.

Yogoloth spotted a gap in the canopy off to the side and tilted a brown feathery wing to change course. It turned out to be a small oval shaped lake fed by small but fast flowing stream. There was enough distance between the water's edge and the tree line at one end to land and as the dragon got closer and lower he spotted a small figure in the clear shallow waters.

The grey fox was enjoying the cool waters of the lake. He wore nothing but a leather belt with a good bronze knife. He had left his clothes and kills by the lake side; even in the wilderness, it never hurt to be prepared especially when bathing. Rael had been hunting and checking his traps and he often stopped at this spot to wash the day's exertions out of his fur. One doe had escaped his bow but a pair of rabbits had not escaped his snares. He had given them both a swift death before stringing them together.

He idly looked up as a shadow brushed against the calm blue waters. The summer sun revealed little but he caught the silhouette of something large with feathery wings. A gryphon? It had been years since he had seen a gryphon in these parts. She had been passing through but had not been averse to a brief chat. The winged creature had seemed quite friendly before going on her way. This gryphon was clearly circling to land on the slim patch of grass by the lake side where he'd dropped his gear and the pair of rabbits.

The shadow got larger as the fox returned to his belongings. He was wasn't in a rush to get his clothes, it seemed pointless to dress for a creature that never wore clothes anyway. But he would feel a little better on dry land and with his bow handy on the off chance this gryphon was unusual for it's species and turned violent.

The creature landed with very little sound, it's claws sinking into the grass and dirt. It's green hide now visible past the glare of the sun and it's horns shining in the light. This didn't look like a gryphon.

Rael checked for his bow and realised the creature was already advancing on him. It was fast and quickly got within range and swatted him with a fore leg and pinned him to the ground.

The dragon's words slipped out of it's mouth like velvet, "Yes, you will do nicely.".

Part 2

The dragon's claws were digging lightly into the grey fox's chest, a small trail of blood from one claw tried to find its way through Rael's white chest fur but soon gave up. They were not serious injuries but they still stung and were an unspoken threat of what may be to come.

Rael was being held down to the grassy bank by just one of the creature's fore legs while it looked around the small lake and peered into the sun lit forest that surrounded the calm blue waters. The dragon was not as huge as he'd imagined, the various legends made them out to be monstrous creatures as big as a house. But this green creature was certainly no bigger than a horse, although its odd brown feathery wings made it seem much larger. It suddenly looked at the vulpine's discarded equipment and then down straight into his eyes.

"So, little...", it studied him for a moment, "fox, do you know these forests well?"

He hadn't been expecting the creature to say anything specific, but he wouldn't have expected that. He nodded cautiously.

"Good.", the dragon's deep purple eyes stared down into the fox's own and it moved its snout closer to his face. Its lips parted just enough to show off an impressive set of sharp teeth. Rael swallowed and stifled a whimper.

"Perhaps you know of a circle of stones or perhaps a grove of ancient trees somewhere in this forest?"

"Y- you mean Carpers Folly? It's a circle of stones a few miles west of here...", the fox blurted out, suddenly realising he might actually live to see another day.

The dragon quickly raised its head away from the fox's snout and sighed in disappointment, "Well that was no fun. You're supposed to hold out on me... so I can threaten you!"

The fox found himself a little less afraid of this strange dragon.

Suddenly smiling, it lowered its head towards the trapped fox again, "Since you know where these stones are, you can be my guide and lead me to them."

"But... but I have to get back... and... and it's in the wrong direction... and my kills!"

The two rabbits caught the hybrid's eye, "Of course, you're right.". Not letting go of Rael, it stretched its neck over to the fox's kills, picked them up in its mouth, dumped them onto his furry chest and said, "We wouldn't want them to go to waste."

Before the fox could think of what to say, the dragon took one rabbit in its mouth and bit down. Bones crunched and blood oozed out of the reptile's maw and onto Rael's furry white chest. The hybrid chewed on the rabbit for a time and finally swallowed the rodent's abused remains. Then the second dead rabbit followed the first to its dragonic grave.

The hybrid smiled and idly picked some sinew from between its bloody teeth with a free claw. The extra weight on the fox's chest made him wince and another trail of blood escaped from the shallow wounds made by the dragon's other clawed paw. The dragon placed its fore leg back on the ground and leaned forward placing its snout only inches away from Rael's own.

"You will be my guide. There are parts of you that you'd miss if I bit them off.", the dragon said in a friendly tone.

Part 3

The summer sun turned the forest into a mixture of every kind of green and brown as the light filtered through the leaves and branches. Every slight breeze, each little movement caused a ripple of vibrant colours to wash through the trees. The dragon remarked to himself that his own green hide, paler belly scutes and feathery brown wings blended in perfectly. Even though he would have some trouble taking to the air from below the canopy, this creature of the skies felt surprisingly comfortable here.

"I still don't understand why I even had to leave my clothes behind...", his unwilling guide muttered. The grey fox had been leading Yogoloth through the forest for a few miles now and had barely shut up since they left the lake behind them. He was perfectly capable of moving through the undergrowth on two unbooted feet as the dragon was on his four paws. But the civilised races' obsession with clothes and boots, especially on a glorious summer's day like this, still puzzled the hybrid.

Yogoloth sighed loudly but otherwise ignored Rael's protest. Hopefully he wouldn't have to travel much further before they reached the stone circle. With any luck it would be the one that the determined dragon was looking for. If he had to put up with his annoying fox for much longer... well. He looked up at the fox leading him and pictured his teeth sinking deeply into the back of his furry grey neck and swiftly snapping it. A smile played across his reptilian face. It was almost a pity that his vulpine companion had been so helpful thus far, killing him afterwards would be quite rude.

Yogoloth shook the thought from his head and decided to prepare for what ever he might find and what ever he might have to do once they reach their destination. The circle would most likely be clear of actual blood mages when he got there. It took a living creature days to recover from the invasion of having even a small amount of their life energy torn from them. Also, these circles were normally far away from towns and villages and often looked quite ruinous. So, to begin with, blood magic was only used very sparingly and from the willing... to begin with. But such power was addictive and the end was always the same.

No dragon nor gryphon wanted a repeat of what the Scarlet Feathers wrought upon both civilised and uncivilised creatures alike. Perhaps the shorter lived races had forgotten, but not even the oldest dragon alive would be old enough to remember first hand. This is why the warning was passed down generation by generation by dragons and gryphons alike.

Rael suddenly stopped and turned to face the dragon following him.

"You're just going to kill me... when we get there. Aren't you?", the fox's voice was a little more subdued than normal but still just as annoying.

Yogoloth sighed again and put on his best smile. The fox swallowed hard at the sight of the dragon's fine set of sharp teeth but held his ground.

"You've been very helpful so far...", he said as pleasantly as possible while he took a couple of slow steps towards the fox. Rael took an involuntary step back.

"I don't have any intention of actually killing you...", he took another couple of steps forward as Rael backed up a little more. They were only a few feet apart now.

"In fact, I've decided to reward you if you lead me to the right place...", Yogoloth shoved Rael with a fore paw pushing him as gently as possible to the ground. The fox whimpered as the dragon loomed above him, snarling slightly.

"But not if you keep up your incessant rambling!", the dragon growled.

Part 4

The trees were unusually quiet. Not that it was the trees that normally made the noise, but the total absence of birds was slightly unsettling. The grey fox had led Yogoloth to the right spot, animals tended to avoid places like this stone circle. Something subtle warded them away that you couldn't quite put a claw on, it certainly wasn't a relaxing place to visit for too long. A wasp buzzed around the dragon's furry brown ears and they flicked involuntarily. If only the insects had gotten the message too.

The stone circle itself was a simple collection of 15 large irregular stones arranged around a large flat stone at the centre. They weren't so tall that Yogoloth couldn't stretch his neck to see over them, however. Although they were covered in moss and generally very weather worn, the dragon knew they were positioned very specifically.

"Is this the place you were after?", Rael whispered as loudly as he normally talked. The dragon rolled his deep purple eyes and sighed.

"When I asked you to be quiet, I meant for you not to talk.", the dragon rumbled, his feathery brown wings fidgeting against his flanks. "But yes, this is the place."

There was no magic here, but that was to be expected. Places like this were a very different kind of channel than the gem he'd given Marrus over a year ago. Yogoloth reached inside himself and took a little of his own limited magic, but he didn't bother shaping it. He released it raw into the stone circle and, instead of rapidly dissipating, it held strong, as if caught in some kind of web. He carefully reached in and took it back leaving the circle as he found it.

"So... can I g-", Rael began.

The green and brown dragon growled, turned towards the fox and pounced. Being a few times heavier than the grey fox was more than enough to punch the air from his lungs and knock him to the ground effortlessly. Yogoloth quickly but gently placed his teeth around the fox's neck, pressed his belly down against his victim's and caught Rael's furry arms under his own clawed paws.

"... p- please...", Rael managed to whimper breathlessly, hopelessly pinned under the dragon.

Yogoloth squeezed the fox's neck drawing blood as his teeth lightly pierced flesh. With another growl the dragon suddenly let go and moved his reptilian snout to Rael's ear.

"If you cannot BE quiet, that is how quickly I can MAKE you quiet.", the dragon whispered and then added, "Nod if you understand."

Rael nodded vigorously, his eyes wide and filling with fearful tears.

"Good little fox. Now let me concentrate.", the dragon said as he raised his head and turned to regard the stone circle again. This was going to be a tricky bit of magic.

Yogoloth reached into his magical reserves and readied himself for the delicate task. He softly spoke a message under his breath and quickly caught the sound in his magic, the sound was captured in the shape and the dragon held it. Next he wrapped that shape inside a second rendering it dormant. This shape would rush to the dragon where ever he was and then unravel, he poured quite a bit of magic into that shape to make sure it could reach him quickly, no matter the distance.

Finally he wrapped that shape in a third, rendering it dormant as well. This third shape would wait until roughly five large creatures, such as blood mages, came close. Then it would unravel activating the inner shape and starting the chain reaction. This shape required the remainder of his magical reserves to ensure it could last until activated. It might last a year at best. He carefully placed the intricate bundle of magic into a large nearby rock and it settled, almost undetectable.

The dragon sighed, feeling slightly drained, then turned to the fox pinned below his belly, "I promised you a reward, didn't I?"

Part 5

Rael felt very vulnerable as he was scrutinised by the dragon's piercing purple eyes. Trapped under the creature's pale green belly scutes with his arms held out to his sides, left the naked grey fox very little room to manoeuvre. The dragon's wings were held out slightly and the light summer breeze caught the brown feathers and made them dance slowly before the vulpine hunter's eyes. Although he had just about caught his breath, the shallow bite wound on his neck was a reminder of the dragon's threat. He held his tongue.

"Don't look so worried. I said I wouldn't kill you and I've thought of a reward for you.", the dragon's voice was deep and predatory.

Yogoloth lowered his head towards the fox's own and let his long purple tongue loose from his snout. He slowly let it play around Rael's furry ears as he moved it slowly down towards his neck. The dragon heard a confused whimper as his tongue found the lightly bleeding bite marks there. He slowly ran his tongue over the shallow puncture wounds and cleaned them with a tenderness that surprised the young fox.

He kept his tongue moving down towards the fox's furry white chest and released his victim's arms as he slithered his body further down. Rael's heart was beating heavily in his chest as the dragon's tongue traced a slow and steady path down to his belly. Hot, moist breath suddenly flowed over the fox's sheath and his body tingled. Then he gasped as he felt that long tongue run delicately over his furry white balls.

The dragon's tongue moved slow and deliberately as it coaxed the fox's cock from it's sheath and as it met this sensitive flesh, Rael clenched his teeth and closed his eyes in a terrible, fearful bliss. He instinctively reached down and held on to the dragon's horns. But he had no idea if he wanted to push it away or pull it closer.

Yogoloth could feel Rael's body tense and his back begin to arch as he ran his tongue over the pale flesh. He reached up and broke the fox's grip on his horns one arm after the other and pinned his wrists to the sides of his hips. The dragon slowly, almost agonisigly, ran his tongue in a winding path from the fox's sack all the way to the tip of his cock. Rael involuntarily thrusted slightly and ripped up some grass from the ground with his hands. Then the dragon stopped.

"Wha-'", the fox began to whimper but was quickly cut off by a warning growl from the dragon. Real opened his eyes and watched as the reptile moved up and began to lick at the shallow chest wounds he had caused earlier that day. The fox's blood had mixed with the rabbit blood and congealed into a sticky mess. Even this act seemed sensual, Rael's skin was responsive and sensitive in ways that he couldn't quite understand. The fear and excitement made his heart pound in his ears as his body was subjected to the dragon's long rough tongue.

The dragon lowered his head and took the fox's cock into his snout and gently pressed it against the roof of his mouth with his tongue. A moan escaped Rael's mouth, he hoped it didn't count as speaking as he squeezed his eyes shut once more. The agile tongue flexed and turned and then seemed to coil around his cock as he felt teeth score gently along its length.

It was too much for the helpless fox, he cried out unintelligibly and struggled futilely as he emptied himself into the dragon's snout. The dragon gently swallowed in rhythm, his tongue still idly running over the flesh in his mouth.

Real's body went limp and he breathlessly gazed up at the sunlit leaves above, his mind in a daze. How the fuck did this just happen?

Part 6

The dragon licked the fox's chest lazily with his long purple tongue. Slowly the blood stains faded from the white fur and the shallow claw wounds were clean and soothed. Rael was still pinned on his back below the green dragon but at least now he had his hands free. Not that he could do anything against the large winged reptile, but at least he felt a little less uneasy. He felt a lot more relaxed than he thought he should under the circumstances.

Since he met this strange dragon a few hours ago things had been nerve wracking at best. One minute fearing death then hours of uneventful travelling through the forest. Then being taken an inch away from a swift and gruesome end, before... well... perhaps one of the more amazing, confusing and most terrifying few minutes of his life. The dragon had finished cleaning the fox's chest and slowly stood up stretching his legs and wings in the afternoon light. The fox's eyes widened.

"Y- you're male? But, how did I...? Why do you...?", the fox blurted out, unable to form an intelligible sentence.

Yogoloth looked down at the fox and smiled wickedly, barring his sharp teeth. It amused the dragon that the civilised races had such little knowledge of his species. Most didn't even believe in dragons anymore and some not even of gryphons. There was so much that they had forgotten despite their impressive books and folklore.

"You don't know much about dragons. I suppose it would be hard for you to tell the difference. Until we get... excited...", the words were smooth and slightly mocking.

"But, I'm not interested in men!", Rael whimpered, suddenly his heart racing, very afraid, yet again. He didn't know how much more his heart could take of his.

"Well...", the dragon exclaimed in a mocking tone, "You didn't seem to mind a few moments ago.".

"But, I didn't...", the fox began, realising that the situation was yet again running out of his control. He didn't want this dragon to make him his mate. He started to whimper, knowing there was nothing to stop this dragon taking him in whatever way he wanted. He would be raped and left here naked and helpless in this remote part of the forest without anything to defend himself.

"Don't worry, you're not... my type.", the dragon smiled.

Yogoloth took a step forward, still standing above Rael, and lowered his snout to the fox's ear. His warm, moist breath made the sensitive flesh tingle.

"But perhaps you can convince me otherwise?", he added without a hint of humour.

"No! No, thank you...", Rael stifled another whimper.

Yogoloth raised his head, turned and took another look at the slightly irregular circle of stones and grimaced. He would have to stay within a few hours flying distance for the next few months. But it shouldn't take long for the blood mages to come back and practice their forbidden art. He would be waiting to make sure that the old laws were upheld.

The dragon looked back down at the trapped and slightly trembling fox below him.

"It's time I ended this, little fox.", he said slowly and carefully before suddenly taking a few steps off to the side, leaving the fox exposed but free.

"Go now, run and don't look back.", Yogoloth said casually. Rael carefully got to his feet but hesitated, worried that this might be some sort of trick.

The dragon growled, "Go now!". Rael ran and he was not even once tempted to look back.