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• • Cluny the Scourge was lying on the cot inside his large tent. All he could think about was how badly his leg was hurting from that mouse-maid burning him; and when Cluny the Scourge was in pain, he made sure that everyone else was in pain as well.

"Cheesethief, you lazy bastard! Where is that vixen Sela? My leg is killing me!"

Meekly, Cheesethief ran into the tent, and tried giving a smart salute to his warlord, but Cluny was far from impressed. Staring daggers at the rat captain, Cluny motioned Cheesethief to move within his grasp. Gritting his teeth in anxiety, he slowly moved closer.

"Yes, chief?" No sooner had he finished that sentence when he felt the iron grip of Cluny the Scourge around his neck. Flailing his arms and gasping for air, Cheesethief was further degraded as Cluny once again insulted the hapless rat.

"You worthless little turd," shouted Cluny as he increased his already firm grasp around Cheesethief's throat. "Where in the hell is that vixen? I ought to . . ."

"Why, I"m right here, My Lord."

Cluny looked over at the tent's opening to see the form of Sela the vixen, healer of Mossflower Woods standing before him. No longer wishing to deal with the incompetance of Cheesethief, he hurled the rat so violently that he disaappeared from the tent and landing with a loud thud just outside the entrance. No sooner had he landed when Cheesethief started coughing uncontrollably, hoping to get air back in his lungs after what seemed like his chief's attempt at strangling him. Even with Cheesethief out of sight, the mere sound of his coughing was enough to send the rat warlord into another tantrum.

"Shut your damn mouth, and get your ass out of here!" Cluny snarled.

Cluny listened as the coughing continued, but became fainter as Cheesethief made a hasty retreat far away from the wrathful rat. With Cheesethief gone, Cluny turned his attention back to Sela.

"You certainly took your time getting here, vixen!" he snarled, fangs gnashing angrily.

"My apologies, Your Majesty, but I wanted to make sure that I had the proper herbs before I performed my task." The vixen bowed humbly, showing that she respected the power of the warlord.

Cluny curled his lip, knowing that foxes, especially vixens, were skilled at charming beasts; nevertheless he respected the vixen's devotion to her job. Lying back down on his cot, he watched as the fox retrieved several herbs from her satchel. She spoke some nonsensical words as she ground the herbs up to make the poultice.

"Sometime today would be nice!" snapped Cluny.

Sela kept her composure as she smeared the herbs on the bandage. Carefully, she wrapped the bandage around the wounded leg of Cluny. At first, Cluny winced in pain at the mere touch of another creature, but quickly the pain subsided, making Cluny feel slightly light headed, but in a much better mood. Sela smiled at the change in Cluny.

"Are you feeling better, My Lord?" she asked quietly.

Cluny cracked a smile. "Yes," he said, slightly slurring his speech. "You certainly know your trade, vixen."

"I thank you for your kind words, My Lord." Again, the vixen bowed, wanting the rat to realize that she knew her place.

"I wish those idiots outside were a tenth as useful as you," admitted Cluny. It was then that Cluny noticed something about the vixen. He had been campaigning for a long time and had been with many females, but there was something about the vixen that stood before him that intrigued him like no beast had ever managed to do. Cocking his head to one side, he motioned the vixen to move closer to him.

"Yes, My Lord?" asked Sela.

"Have a seat on my cot, vixen," said Cluny, his voice calmer and more inviting than she had ever heard him speak. Surprised by the request, but having the good sense to listen to him, Sela sat down on the edge of the rat's cot, wondering what he was up to.

"Have you a husband, vixen?"

Sela shook her head. "Alas, no, My Lord. My husband died many seasons ago."

Cluny scratched his chin, assessing this information. "Hmm . . . so, it must get lonely at times being by yourself."

Sela shrugged. "I have my son Chickenhound to keep me company."

Cluny shook his head. "I meant someone you can be . . . close to."

"What are you . . ." Sela felt Cluny's large paw gently stroking her chin. Sela was shocked at the advance, but something happened when the two locked eyes. There was something there that Sela couldn't explain, something she had not felt in a long time. Though she, along with most other females, would have called Cluny's appearance ugly, that wasn't the case with her. Though the rat warlord was far from what any sane beast would call handsome, there was a certain charm to him. All those years of warring, fighting in countless battles and surviving numerous wounds thrilled the vixen. The rat's willingness to risk death without a second thought aroused her. Slowly, the two beasts closed their eyes and locked muzzles, kissing deeply, their tongues exploring the other's mouth. Cluny then broke the kiss and looked once more into the vixen's eyes. She rewarded his look with a warm smile before nuzzling him under the chin. Cluny closed his eyes, soaking up the vixen's affection.

"I wouldn't mind some male conpanionship tonight, Mr Lord," said Sela, her voice a sensual whisper.

Cluny got up from his cot, almost falling over at first from his leg having gone to sleep from inactivity. He opened the tent and yelled out to the entire horde to leave the campsite and make an another attempt at breaching Redwall Abbey. He closed the front tent flap, turned around to see that Sela, with hardly a sound at all, had already completely disrobed and was lying on her side, her long bushy tail swaying gently from side to side, beckoning the rat to come to her.

"That's the most welcome sight I've encountered on this entire campaign!"

Sela watched as the large rat pulled his shirt off, revealing the scars of battle as well as giant rippling muscles. The vixen couldn't help but reach a paw down between her legs, feeling her insides growing wetter by the moment. She wanted the warlord badly.

Catching the scent of aroused female in his nostrils, the rat pulled the remainder of his clothes off and hopped into the cot with Sela. The new couple giggled as they engaged in fourplay; Cluny suckling on Sela's supple breats as the vixen dug her claws into the rat's back, hard. Cluny stopped his oral work on the vixen's nipples, grinning with a near sadism.

"So, I guess you like it rough, my pet?"

Sela, her senses going wild, spread her legs wide. "My Lord, please, I want you to make love to me, now!"

Normally Cluny would not tolerate anyone ordering him around, but given the demand to enter the vixen, he happily complied. His cock hard and dripping pre-cum, Cluny sank the his massive rat-hood into the vixen. Scrunching up her face from a mixture of pain and pleasure, Sela yelled out.

"Oh, yes, please, My Lord, take me!"

Cluny held himself up over the horny vixen. His cock already sank completely into her, Cluny went to work, thrusting, plowing, her sopping wet pussy. His efforts were met with the stereotypical "yiffing" a vixen makes during the pleasures of mating with a male she finds particularly lovely. Leaning his head down as he kept thrusting into his new mate, Cluny resumed sucking on the vixen's breasts, his lusts making him crazy. Sela was growing even wilder than her rat lover as her vaginal walls were pushed farther apart than she'd ever had them before. Her claws digging deep into Cluny's back, now causing the rat to bleed, but Cluny didn't mind or even notice as his cock was giving him too much pleasure to notice some slight scratching. Sela kept calling out his name, begging him to fuck her as hard and as fast as he could, wanting nothing more than to feel the ecstasy of climax.

"Oh . . . I'm . . . gonna . . . agh!" she yelled.

No sooner had Sela's orgasm washed over her when she was greeted with a wave of warm rat seed shooting inside of her. So intense was the pleasure Sela was feeling, she became light headed, almost losing consciousness.

Satisfied and completely drained, Cluny pulled out and flopped down on his back. No sooner had he lain down when he was met the affectionate snuggling of Sela, her head nuzzling his chin as she wrapped an arm around the large rat. The two just lied there together, silently, until Cluny spoke.

"I hope those idiots get into Redwall sometime during my lifetime. It's not right that my queen not have a proper castle to live in!"

Sela immediately stopped her snuggling and looked into Cluny's eyes.

"My Lord, you mean . . ."

Cluny finished her sentence. "Yes, my voluptuous vixen. You are my mate, for life!"

Sela hugged the rat tightly, happy that she on her way to a new and better life.