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Many months had passed since the blizzard that had led to that fateful night. Everything was up in limbo now, and for the millionth time, Isiat sat in his bunker, wishing for all sake that she would have just run away with him. The dugout he had originally built himself had evolved gradually into something... Else. Now, It was Isiat's fortress when he didn't wish to be bothered, a foot of concrete on all sides and a solid steel doorway reminiscent of a coastal defence position on the Normandy coastline.

Reinforcing his 'home' as it were, had been one of the few projects he had undertaken during the evenings to better occupy his time rather than sitting at the base of the Alpha's treehouse or in one of the nearby branches and listening to the Alpha abusing his 'mate', unwilling as she was. He hated it. Hated having to hear it, to have to know it was happening, hated that every time he had tried to go and do something about it, something had gone wrong. Be it an implicably timed group of the Alpha's lackeys or a closed window blocking his shot, the four... No, five attempts now that Isiat had made to directly intervene had all been cut short.

The closest he had come had been managing to get inside the treehouse itself, standing above the Alpha with his knife in his paws, shaking with rage. The sound of Shadi awakening however had forced him to retreat, unwilling to do the deed while she still wished him not too. And that only confused him even more as to where they stood now. Had she developed some sort of Stockholm syndrome towards the abusive kitsune? Was she still simply unwilling to let things end on a bloody and violent note?

Didn't she realize that was the only way things would end now?

Isiat knew deep in his gut that only a bloody and terrible ending could come from the results of their tryst together behind the Alpha's back. He had gotten the same feeling in Fallujah when he had first laid eyes upon the city, and now again every time he set eyes upon their pack's humble camp. He didn't know when exactly it would happen, but lord knew he had done all he could to prepare for when the moment of chaos breaking loose came on them. He kept his weapons loaded, never going anywhere without his sidearm anymore. Even all those in his bunker he had secured, safeties off right beside the doorway on a rack for quick access.

He knew Shadi was always looking for a way to get out of her predicament while trying to keep the pack whole, but it had literally been months now. And Isiat's child that had been growing in her belly had died as surely as any hope of a peaceful resolution to their dilemma. Shadi had miscarried the pup just after she had started showing signs of being pregnant, and the Alpha, for all his wisdom and leadership, had damned near flogged her senseless for losing another pregnancy. That had been the night Isiat had gotten so close...

But the Alpha would get his just desserts sure as sure... Isiat twirled the thin commando dagger in his paw slowly, exaggerating the motions as if to make the blade seem in slow motion. He had had so much spare time to contemplate just how he was going to make him suffer as Isiat had suffered these long, long months. It would have been far too kind to simply kill him and be done with it. Isiat understood that brutal truth now clearer than anything. If he wanted to take the bastard Kitsune's place, it would need to be public, for all to see why the other male was unfit to rule, and why they certainly shouldn't question his own right to do so when he had disposed of his rival.

But perhaps sooner, rather than later, his chance would arrive. The Alpha was organizing a hunt to track down a great dire wolf beast that had strayed to close to camp this morning, and would be out with most of his croneys. It would be easy enough to turn the hunter into the hunted; Isiat, of course, no longer one of the Kitsune's favorite people, had not been invited. After their first, tense meeting after Isiat had returned, He had been almost openly hostile to the Alpha, hiding his loathing and hatred behind thinly veiled insults and threats.

He had turned in the Alpha's mind from a valuable weapon to a loose cannon, best kept confined away and were he could do as little damage as possible. The Alpha had only sent him on a single patrol before he had recalled him. isiat had come across an entire group of the Desert pack's infiltrators setting up a forward camp, and rather than report it, He had taken it upon himself to incapacitate, disarm, and then execute every last one of them with cold, calculating efficiency. When the Alpha and his warband had reached the impromptu camp, there had been nothing left; The tents and supplies Isiat had burned. And there, in the middle of the small clearing, had been a dozen bodies face down in the snow, all bearing different crippling injuries, but all sharing two features in common.

All of their wrists and feet had been bound together behind their backs with plastic zip-cuffs, and all of them had been systematically shot in the back of the head at point blank range. Isiat offered no explanation when the Alpha questioned him, furious at the fact that he had killed rather than captured all of them. Isiat's only reply had been "Why don't you ask them?" before he had walked away, ignoring the Alpha's orders to stop and come over to him. He had trudged back to camp, bloody nosed pistol in his paw, and with smatterings of lord only knew what sprayed across his normally pristine combat clothes. Nobody asked him.

Isiat had grown... brutally cold, like the weather that clung to their camp for ten months out of the year. His entire focus had been on waiting for the right moment, and then being able to escape with Shadi, but recently, even he had begun to doubt it would ever arrive. Part of him was seriously considering leaving during the night, meeting his brother off the coast, and returning to England to live a normal life once again, in whatever capacity normal could apply to him now.

As for Shadi, Isiat couldn't say; He'd spoken to her briefly maybe twice over the last few months, and both times had been under the watchful eyes of the Alpha to ensure he didn't try anything. He had caught rare glimpses of her moving around the treehouse some days, as often as not naked and bruised up from his rough treatment of her, and the very thought made Isiat shudder at what she had to endure on a nightly basis... She was certainly far stronger than anybody ever gave her credit for.

He knew though, before he could either leave, or kill the Alpha, he had to see her again... Perhaps if he could talk to her alone just once, she would reconsider his offer to leave with him. If not, then she was as good as lost to him. Isiat had spent almost a year torturing himself by staying here, and it was high time he moved on... He needed to see her again. Even if it were just for a few minutes; His heart ached for it, for what they had shared, what could have been between them.

Slowly, he made his way from his bunker, locking the door behind himself as pacing his way across the snowy field between his home and the Alpha's treehouse. The Alpha himself was already leaving with his hunting party, the large group mulling around the entrance to their camp preparing to set off, much like he was, in a sense. Even just a few minutes, he thought to himself, and I'll know one way or another. Then, I can track down the Alpha and deal with him one way or another too.

All Shadi did lately was sleep. Sleeping was her one escape from everything; from her Alpha, to Isiat, to her own wretched mind. Her thoughts never ceased when she was awake, so she tried to limit the amount of time she spent with her eyes open. Perhaps it was a coward's way out, to sleep one's life away, but perhaps that was the reason she had been blessed to be a cat. If sleep her life away she wished to do, she was most certainly good at it.

Her body was always sore, and her spirit was crushed. She had been made to put up with a male using her unwilling body, but at least he had used to regard her with some amount of respect, lust, at least an appreciation for her physical beauty, even if he thought her inferior because of her sex...

Now, since her body had killed her last cub, one she had thought for sure would pull through, even the Alpha couldn't look at her without distaste. When he used her, it was so much more as if he were using her body to masturbate rather than even fucking her. The male couldn't even be bothered looking at her any more.

It wasn't that she wanted his attentions... but if she had to have it, at least she could be made to feel like a desirable woman in a terrible situation; rather than like rag used for collecting sperm at the end of the night. Honestly, the last time she felt like anything more than a cum dumpster was...

Shadi closed her eyes hard against the afternoon sun, rolling away from the window as her chest gave another one of the strange spasms she had been having lately, leaving her feeling breathless and panting. God she missed him... How she had ever caught that males attention, she would never know, but her heart ached for him. Even when she was asleep, she dreamed of him often...

He would leave soon, she could feel it in her heart. He had changed so much over the past several months, especially after her body had become a tomb for their small cub... He couldn't stay here, the Alpha was killing him as surely as he was killing her. She hoped that when he did leave, he found some measure of happiness in the world. Going on after laying a child to rest was harder than most people could handle....

She knew he listened in on everything that happened in her house. A male like Isiat would feel like he had to suffer right along side her... and it just wasn't right. He had to leave, and she hoped he left before the Alpha killed her.

Shadi opened her eyes, staring up at the wooden ceiling, surprising herself with how little emotion she felt at the notion. She had heard her Alpha discussing his options for a new mate, displeased and disgusted with Shadi's inability to produce an heir. He could only take a new mate in the event of Shadi's death or betrayal. As he knew nothing of her infidelity, it was very likely her own demise was coming close. She figured he was likely waiting for her next heat cycle to come and go, to see if anything new came from her next pregnancy...

She quickly yanked the blanket over her face. No. She would rather die than go through that again. She would rather die right this very second...

Shadi's heart did another funny flip flop, and it left her gasping, her legs twitching. Exhaustion washed over her, despite her not having left her bed all day. The little feline shuddered and curled in on herself.

Isiat reached the base of the treehouse, having waited until the hunting party was well out of site to make his approach. His paw tightened on the door knob set within the base of the trunk, rattling it back and forth a few times. Of course it was locked, and Isiat knew from his several attempts at getting through that picking this lock in particular was a tedious and irritating process. Last time he had simply given up and climbed the tree.

He circled around to the back of the massive, thick trunked oak tree, looking for the patches of bark that were scratched out with handholds from his claw marks. He spotted them quickly enough, and hoisting himself up the first few feet with their aid, he drew his combat knife, stabbing the blade into the bark to continue his ascent.

It wasn't exactly the quickest method possible, but it was quiet, so at least the few remaining people in the camp would be none the wiser of his incursion into territory the Alpha had deemed 'Off limits to everyone'. He had Shadi locked away in that house all the time now, never letting her leave for reasons that he chose not to disclose to the rest of the pack... That had worried Isiat. Either it meant Shadi was pregnant again, or was coming back into heat, and the Alpha didn't want the rest of the pack getting any ideas when they scented her receptiveness.

Grunting as he hauled himself up onto the railing of the house, Isiat kept to a low crouch, using the vine-covered railing to conceal his presence, sneaking around the exterior of the tree house on the balcony. He circled the house twice, peeking through the windows as he passed them, just to check and make sure that everyone else was truly out of the home before he raised himself up on the outside of the bedroom window, and took his impromptu 'lockpick' from his pocket. In truth, it was simply a piece of wire he had shaped to slide under the window, and once it was in position, he gave it a quick tug, unlocking the simple latch holding the stained glass shut.

Shadi was asleep on the bed, curled up around herself, tail coiled down between her legs so she could cuddle against the large, fluffy tip of the oversized appendage beneath the blankets. He poked his head in, the glass swinging inwards soundlessly as he gave a gentle push against it, and took a second precautionary glance around, before slipping one leg through and then shifting the rest of himself inside, closing the glass behind himself. Tiptoeing cautiously towards the sleeping feline, Isiat's heart began to beat rapidly, excitement and a certain sense of joy building in him.

He hadn't been able to be alone with her for months now. If the Alpha found out about this, he'd no doubt have them both killed, but Isiat was willing to take that risk. He wouldn't get caught. Even if he did, they wouldn't catch either of them. With any luck, they'd both be long gone before anybody was any the wiser of his home invasion.

It was merely a few feet from the sleeping feline that the scent hit him; A heady, rich aroma of springtime and everything that came with it. A scent that was all too familiar with Isiat. Shadi was more than certainly in heat, which meant that the Alpha hadn't gotten a chance to claim her yet! Isiat's nose wrinkled as he inhaled deeply. It was recent too; probably hadn't begun later than yesterday. Hell, Shadi and the Alpha might not have realized it themselves yet.

He had originally came here just to talk to her, to convince her to leave with him, but now... Perhaps opportunity was presenting itself to him again after all this time. Softly pulling the sheets back from her dozing form, he discovered she was naked on the bed; He doubted the Alpha even permitted her the luxury of clothing while he was present unless she had to be in eyesight of the pack.

He stood there watching her, admiring her body for the longest time while she rested. Even with the bruises and scars and marks that the Alpha had left on her otherwise flawless figure she was still the most damned beautiful female he had set eyes upon. He could feel his arousal growing beneath his trousers, the vulpine licking his lips as he eyed between the felines legs. He'd always wanted to try that with her, but never before had the chance arisen for him to since that first time. But now...

He knelt down slowly, lowering the upper half of his torso onto the bed by her feet, before with soft, gentle paws, he pulled her tail from its curled position until it was out of the way, the scent of her body's arousal hitting him like a wall of lust, and he knew he had to try it from the very source. He gently shifted the resting feline onto her back, parting her legs softly before his hungry muzzle slid between her thighs, his tongue slipping from between his lips with a soft pant, before he took that first, unforgettable lap of his mate's netherlips, rumbling his approval before he eagerly dove back in for more.

For once in a great while, warmth filled Shadi's dreams. In her mind, she was back in her and Isiat's hot springs, and she was eagerly following his lead into the warm water. His ice blue eyes flashed at her from over his shoulder as he waded into the water, tempting her in with a deliciously naughty grin, two of his tails flicking at her invitingly.

She wasted no time climbing in, hardly feeling the hot water on her legs- but where she did feel it was on her womanhood. She stopped and gasped as the hot water lapped at her nearly hairless slit, sending a delightful shiver up her spine as the water damn near caressed her. Moving her hips, she pulled herself slightly out of the water, and lowered herself in again, gasping as another tiny wave sent another splash of hot water over her exposed cunt.

Shadi moaned lewdly, leaning back against the lip of the pool. She whined as she could hear Isiat chuckling at her, teasing her for all her naughtiness-

Shadi stiffened, her eyes shooting open as she felt a pair of paws tighten over her inner thigh. Oh God, he came back so fast- a mass of wagging, black, red and white tails made her pause, her heart giving another strange half-thump against her chest.

One thing was sure, the Alpha never treated Shadi to pleasure.

"What are you doing in here?" Shadi hissed, wriggling her hips to try and pull herself away from the male, but his grip on her was quite steady. "If he walks in here he is going to take your head off, randy fox!" Shadi positioned her foot on the male's shoulder, intending to push him off of her- but another swipe of her tongue made both her legs shake, and he easily rolled her foot away.

He didn't respond immediately to her either, rather bathing her sex in soft, warm and wet strokes of his tongue until finally she let her head fall back against the sheets and moaned, the male finally letting that wicked oral muscle flick across her clit before his eyes gazed up at her past her belly.

"All these months and that's how you welcome me when the Alpha is out long enough for me to sneak up here and see you? Here, let's try that again..." He reprimanded her playfully, grinning as he leaned in, the cold damp of his nose bumping right up against the tight little bundle of nerves at the top of her slit. His tongue slid between her lips with no difficulty at all, and he lavishly began eating the little heated feline out in earnest.

A desperate little gasp found Shadi lifting her hips up, meeting the male's tongue half way. Damn him, but she loved him so much...

"H-He- I've m-missed you too!" She groaned, her paw somehow finding its way to the top of his head, tangling in his inky black hair. "I- We can't! Isiat, this is his bed! He's going to-"

Clearly tired of her protests, Isiat damn near attacked her sex, using both his paws to pull her rump upwards, her slick, furless folds all but engulfed in the male's hot mouth. Shadi groaned and threw her head back down.

Fuck it, if this is how she died, there were worse ways to go!

Isiat's thoughts were on much the same track, and he suckled eagerly on the tender flesh of her swollen nethers, taking her labia between his lips and pulling back just slightly, kissing and lathering the sensitive folds with his tongue and maw. All the while, his nose was grinding up against her clitoris with every little movement, the textured leathery skin seemingly perfect for the task. Her heat scent filled his nostrils, making him eager, his heart racing in his chest.

"Mrrmm, you don't think I know that? What better place for it? Besides... The scent of your heat should cover everything up; I doubt he's ever gotten this close to you before..." He growled, the vibrations making his tongue twitch against her sweet sex even as he finished speaking, diving right back into his work with the headlong determination of an excited pup.

It had been far, far too long since he had last had time to enjoy the little feline properly, and he would be damned about whose bed it was on. He would fuck her right into those bedsheets just to make the point. He didn't care if the Alpha found out; They'd both be miles from here by the time he was back, and the messy leavings of his 'mate' and another male would be a more than wholly suitable reminder to the bastard too.

"Mmmh, Nooo..." Shadi groaned helplessly. No, he had not, 'Alpha's did not have time' for this sort of thing. Too bad, too, because Scouts apparently did... And apparently had lots of time to practice, too, because she would be damned if anything had felt quite so good before in her life... She loved this male, she didn't know how she was going to live without him.

She could feel his blunt claws digging into her rump, cradling her warm thighs and holding them apart all at the same time- taking, yes, but sweetly yielding. Demanding, but nothing she wasn't willing to give.

His fingers kneaded into that soft flesh of her rear, getting a good pawfull before he slipped them back around to the inside of her thighs, forcing her legs out sideways to give him entirely unrestricted access to the felines sweet honeypot. He crawled a little further up onto the bedsheets, his knees flush against the base of the bedframe, getting himself as close to the center of that lovely, intoxicating scent as he could, panting and breathing deeply of her rich aroma with every huff of air that entered his lungs.

His tongue moved like a whip, dashing back and forth at random over the felines soft, moistened lips, gathering her flavor up on his taste buds before greedily bringing it back into his hungry maw. Shadi's particular flavor of arousal was like heaven to the vulpine, sweet, yet spicy, like sugar with cinnamon; A perfect combination for his pallet, if he could have found better words for it. She tasted like Shadi, and a very aroused and pleasured Shadi at that. If time hadn't been working against him here, he would have willingly stayed right there, muzzle between her thighs for days on end.

As it was though, time was against him. The Alpha would be gone for some time, but not that long after all. As soon as they had either found or lost the dire wolf, they would return. Needing to speed things along, Isiat did the first thing that came natural to him. He opened his muzzle wide, and leaned in, to a point, french kissing the slickened feline's sex, and diving his tongue past her lips and into her depths to gather her arousal from her core.

Her pleasured cry was music to his ears- nothing like the strangled, terrified screams these walls were used to. The world seemed to agree with the mistress of these lands feeling pleased and happy for once, Isiat noted, because there wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and it most certainly smelled like spring.

The felines small body went rigid, her hips lifting clear off the bed to press her sex urgently into the male's open maw. Her paws were tangled in his hair, pulling him in closer. Her taste changed, and her sweet sex went slick all over again.

"Nnngh! Isiat- Please!" He had no idea what she was begging for, and he had a feeling she didn't know, either. He kept his mouth on her until her body went limp again, drilling out the sweet flavor that was his female. Even then, his tongue continued to swirl within her wet passageway, gathering every single drop of her rich feline cum that he could, devouring her cunt in the most primal and savage of ways, the vulpine murmuring and growling loudly with his approval.

He ate her out in a very literal sense of the word, his tongue not stopping in it's relentless hunt for that sweet, addicting flavor that had Isiat hooked. He gulped her arousal down as her body surrendered it to him, drenching his muzzle and making his fur sodden with the felines sex juices, but he could have cared less. Slowly, he let his tongue withdrawal from her primed body, but not before her ran the tip in a few tight little circuits of her clit, letting the roughly textured muscle caress that little nub of pleasure in sinful, wicked ways. Every moan he drew from her lips was like a chorus of angels; Something he wanted to hear more often and more loudly.

Her heart felt funny in her chest, and her head felt like it was floating away, but that was all secondary to the pleasure coursing through her body, pulsing with the flow of her blood. She didn't care that she had done nothing to deserve the male kneeling between her open thighs. Shadi was so glad he was here.

Finally though, he withdrew his muzzle entirely from her thighs, pulling himself entirely up onto the bed with her, his body poised above her own. Cheekily, he leaned down, and gave a long, luxurious suckle upon one of the felines taut little nipples, letting his tongue encircle the nub of flesh as he had with her clitoris. A low, dominant rumble was building in Isiat's chest, and grinning ear to ear, he began to shrug his shirt off, pulling the garment over his head before tossing it haphazardly to the side.

"God I missed you..." He huffed loudly, before leaning his muzzle down to place his lips flush against the feline's own, their first real kiss in months. She could taste herself in his kiss, and it was a taste she could get used to on him. Shadi clung to him, her body trembling under the much larger male. He ground his hips against her own passionately, letting her feel the distinctive bulge that had formed there, his arousal twitching and throbbing restlessly behind the fabric.

The next thing he lost was his belt, tossing it and the weapons on it clear across the room to clatter against the dresser, with a little help from Shadi, of course, her paws running along the length of his spine, claws raking through his fur as she embraced him. Even just having the male there with her made everything seem so much better, and Isiat felt much the same way, the fur of their chests intermingling where their skin pressed against each other.

"Alpha and pack be damned... I want you. Right now... I need you..." His voice was desperate on the verge of losing what little thread of moral fiber was keeping him from just claiming her like the Alpha might have. One of his paws caressed her hips as he rubbed himself against her, the felines arousal leaving a messy stain on the groin of his trousers. "You're mine damnit... Mine..." He hissed, nibbling along the fur of the feline's large ears, panting all the while. He was desperate, and if he didn't have her now... He couldn't promise himself he wouldn't just take her anyway.

With a sure, deft swipe of her foot-paw, Shadi caught his pants in her claws and pushed them down his thighs, taking his boxers with them. If that bastard was going to kill her, Shadi was going to die loved, and happy. And she was going to die belonging to another male.

"Your's." She said firmly, yanking his head down to crash their mouths together, the kiss bruising her lips and fueling the heat between her legs. Isiat slid into her like he had always meant to be, hilting himself with the first stroke of his dappled canine prick. Both of them gasped in stunned silence at the rush of pleasure that came with that first contact after going so long without a real lover to please, nerves and limbs tingling at the sensations coursing through them.

When he pulled back, it was slowly, drawing the motion out as long as possible before he rocked himself forwards again, laying claim to his rightful mate as his preseed began liberally coating the felines tight, cum slickened passage. She was ripe, she was warm, and she was his for the taking. Take her is exactly what he did, the vulpine quickly setting himself into a smooth, firm tempo of thrusts, sinking himself into her depths until the fur atop his sheath kissed the feline's own furless sex lips, quickly matting the fur there with cum and pent up arousal as well.

Her body melded to him, clenching and pulling him deeper each time his fully immersed himself within her body, the desperate and lustful moans leaving her lips only fueling the raging inferno of passion within the Kyruku. He held nothing back from his lover, breeding her and mating her until the sounds of their moans were surely echoing out of the open window and to the ears of the rest of the pack, but Isiat couldn't have cared less. Let them listen. Let them hear how a true Alpha treats his female. Let them challenge him to the position; They would all fall or bow before him, and it didn't matter which one it was.

He ground his sheath against the felines tight, clenching nether lips, the sex-slickened fur of his sheath tickling the sensitive nerve endings of her heat-swollen flesh around him, every gyration brushing across her clit like a wet brush that sent lightning racing up her spine, setting her passion to flame like grass before a wildfire.

All the while, Shadi kept sending frantic, panicked looks towards the window, praying silently that no one below could hear them. She didn't doubt for even a moment that at least someone would hear- but she could also count on the fact that no one ever wanted to be the messenger of bad news when it came to the Alpha.

She was given little time to dwell on her fears though, the male above her took her shoulder in his mouth- careful of her newly formed scars- and used her as leverage to get in as deep as he could, leaving Shadi gasping under him, her nails raking over his back encouragingly.

She locked her ankles around her male's hips, lifting herself to meet his knot when it came pummeling down on her thoroughly fucked body. The thick bulb of flesh was just as Shadi remembered it; broad enough to push her to her limits without tearing her in two, and firm as cast iron against her yielding flesh. Gods, how badly she realized she wanted it inside of her, tying the pair of lovers together in that most intimate embrace.

Her hips rocked up, aided by her legs pulling the male down into her with each thrust, his cock bottoming out against the barrier of her cervix. The spade shaped tip battered against her womb's doorway insistently, and above her, Isiat let out a low, drawn out moan of utter bliss, his sperm laced preseed already lewdly hosing the gateway to her very core down, and no doubt, sending the male's swimmers searching for the source of her heat, ready to begin a new generation between them.

She was more than ready for that, and leaning her head up, she roughly bit one of Isiat's ears, snarling demandingly at him. "You'd better get that thing in me Foxy, or else I'll-" She never got to finish her sentence, Isiat forcing her down onto her back as his paws pressed against her shoulders, giving him full leverage to give her just what she wanted. His knot began to messily slam against her unyielding opening, and true to his thoughts, he fucked her into the bedsheets mercilessly.

With a messy 'pop', the female under him positively squealed in delight, the brief moment of pain completely overshadowed by the fact that she was now entirely complete and entirely about to give up another orgasm to the male positioned over her.

Pleasure made her legs and arms go numb, and she clung to the male for dear life, her body clenching down on him as fire raced down her belly. Isiat's own howl intermingled with Shadi's cry of bliss as the pair reached their peaks simultaneously. The pair rocked, utterly overcome with pleasure as the vulpines thick, potent cum fired straight into the feline's heat filled, receptive and fertile womb, painting her inner walls off white with his essence and filling her to her brim. Shadi shuddered and trembled beneath him, the little feline opening her mouth as if to moan, but only a breathy gasp escaped her lips.

Isiat took advantage of that shamelessly and locked his muzzle to hers as firmly as his knot locked them together, his tongue wrestling with the Amasii's as he shared the flavor of his earlier ministrations back with her. All the while, his length throbbed within her tightly clenching birth canal, drawing every last drag of cub batter that the male had to offer from his tightly drawn sac. The gift of new life spilled into her womb in rushes, and Shadi gladly accepted all that her true lover had to give her.

When the last of Isiat's cum had filled Shadi's womb, and the male had no more to give, he all but collapsed atop of her, panting heavily as he gave his hips a few gentle rolls, drawing out his lover's pleasure to the utmost last moment, before he placed a gentle, tender kiss upon her forehead. A grin crossed his lips as he felt a small amount of their combined cum leaking out around his knot, undoubtable staining the bed beneath them with undeniable evidence of their activities.

"Heh, you think he'll notice?" The vulpine teased, rumbling loudly when a noise from outside sent ice down his spine, his tails fanning out and standing rigid at the loud creaking of the camp's main gates opening, the excited voices of the hunting party echoing up through the open window.

The pleasure drained from Shadi along with all the color her flesh had, her heart near stopping in her chest. Numbly, Shadi reached for her sheet as the voice of the Alpha drifted through the open window, giving his report of finding the beast they had been after, as if it would give her some protection.

Isiat pulled himself from the female with a few firm tugs, the sudden rush of adrenaline shrinking his knot to remove it at least somewhat more kindly than he had their first time, excess cum leaking from the female to leave a visible pool on the blankets beneath her. There would be no hiding that now. Isiat quickly grabbed up his pants, buckling his belt back on as he moved for the window, preparing to make his escape when he looked back, and something stopped him.

Shaking from her head to her toes, her eyes wide and afraid as she held a thin white sheet over her body. She was staring right at him, and Isiat felt a sudden flood of self-disgust and guilt.

"G-go. Go! Your scent is all over now, you need to leave! Quickly!" Her voice was terrified and high pitched, and she honestly looked as if might faint.

His eyes must have given away how confused he felt, because she suddenly gave him a very tight lipped smile, the little female tossing her legs over the side of the bed. "Go. Theres no point to him collecting both our heads. He doesn't plan to keep me around for long, anyways." She explained, her hands shaking with how tightly she was holding her sheet.

That thought stopped Isiat entirely, and a certain kind of calm descended over the Kyruku, smothering the panic he had felt a moment ago like a tidal wave crushing a camp fire. Slowly, he pulled his leg back in the window, before closing it again, and walking over to Shadi, placing a soft kiss upon her lips.

"The only place I'm going is outside to finish what I should have a long time ago... Get a traveling cloak, pack light, and pack quickly. I want you out of here and down the back of the tree before anyone has a chance to realize what's going on. Hide in my bunker, and wait there. Even he can't get to you there." Isiat gave her the instructions as calmly and firmly as he could manage, setting his paws on her shoulders and looking into her gorgeous, terrified, mismatched eyes. "Can you do that for me?" He asked her, managing a soft, reassuring smile.

Numbly, his little feline nodded as he pulled her to stand on her feet, worried she might not be able to hold her own weight. He'd like to think it was due to the awesome sex, but it was likely due to the terror she was feeling. She'd always been an anxious little thing...

"Here, let me help you..."

It took them less than a minute to get her clothed and quietly out of the window Isiat had been about to leap through. He had her grab just a few things to take if she needed to flee. If Isiat failed to finish this on his own terms, she would need to run. There would be no going back from this now, that much was certain. This ended one way or another, and unfortunately for Isiat, most of his weapons were on the -other- side of the camp...

He patted his hips down. His sidearm, one extra magazine, and his combat knife. Not exactly the ideal sort of equipment he might have wanted, but it was workable... He gathered his shirt up, lazily pulling it on over his head, before rolling his neck from side to side, and cracking his knuckles. Time to start the show...

Isiat strode out of the lower door of the Alpha's treehouse like he owned the place, not even bothering to close the door behind himself as he all but strut his way out in front of an incredulous looking Alpha and the rest of the pack. They all knew what the punishment for even trying to get into the Alpha's treehouse was, let alone actually making it inside and then leaving by the front door of all things.

The Alpha sneered, gritting his teeth as his eyes locked on the arrogant scout in front of him. Fury boiled behind the Kitsunes dark eyes, and a low, threatening growl left his muzzle. "Isiat..."

Isiat stopped mid stride, looking for all the world as if he were actually surprised that the Alpha had suddenly returned and was standing right there in front of him.

"Oh! Didn't see you there. So your, ahm, 'mate...'" He almost chuckled, flashing his grin at the Alpha. Well, if he was going to get killed, at least he'd look good doing it. "Yeah... She was in heat, needed a real male to help her out... You don't mind, right?" The vulpine was outright taunting the Alpha now, one paw resting casually on his sidearm, the other wrapped around the hilt of his knife.

Courage, they say, is not the absence of fear, but simply being able to hold it together a few moments longer. Isiat was about ten seconds from pissing himself as the Alpha's croneys quickly formed a circle around him before he snapped, drawing his sidearm. "ALRIGHT! BACK!" He barked as a wolf with a bastard sword took a swing at him. Isiat stepped back out of the blow's range, and promptly punished the male's error of bringing a knife to a gunfight with a disciplined single round to the head, double tapping to be sure as the wolf hit the dirt.

He spun back up, leveling the pistol at the Alpha male with a snarl, Isiat's lips curled in a feral snarl. The Alpha didn't even flinch though, and that was usually a bad sign when they didn't break at the first shot fired. Most of the lackeys had taken a few wary steps backwards, some of them trying to circle around to Isiat's sides, but the Alpha bid them to stand down with a single flick of his paw.

The male stepped forwards, drawing the mighty great axe he had sheathed upon his back, the double-headed blade glinting fearsomely in the sunlight. Isiat's blade may as well have been a pocket knife by comparison, but it gave him the advantage of speed. The great axe would be far harder to bring around and effectively-

Isiat jumped backwards as the axe cleaved through the air he had occupied not a moment earlier, the Kitsune wielding it as if it were no heavier than Isiat's knife. He jumped backwards again, dodging the return swipe of the broad faced blade of the great axe before charging forward, ramming his shoulder into the Alpha's sternum. The momentary opening had been all Isiat had needed, and twice over his knife lunged and found flesh before he quickly retreated out of the Alpha's axe's range.

A pair of red smudges quickly began to emerge in the Alpha's leather tunic; The garment was made for flexibility, not protection, and the razor edged dagger slid through it as though it were paper. The Kitsune growled, lunging forwards and forcing Isiat back again towards the croneys surrounding him quickly. Isiat punched a hole in their ring with his pistol, before ducking low as the axe head whistled just above his head. He managed to get back inside the Alpha's guard before he could react, but was only rewarded this time by taking the haft of the solid steel axe into the side of his ribs.

He felt something break inside that by rights shouldn't have, grunting as he rolled away from the source of his pain, rising to his feet with a pained grimace. The Alpha came at him again, apparently unfazed by the stab wounds Isiat had inflicted. He wasn't the Alpha for no reason after all. Tucking his left elbow in tight to put pressure on the bruise that was no doubt already forming above it, his knife held level before him. If he could just slip it in somewhere vital, this would be over quickly... Assuming he didn't catch the axe to his anything in the meanwhile.

The Alpha was more cautious now, taking quick, measured swipes at the vulpine where he could, always stepping quickly back before Isiat had a chance to retaliate. Isiat dodged another swiping blow aimed his chest, when a sudden pain slashed across his right thigh, forcing him to a knee as the coyote scumbag behind him tried to dodge Isiat's retaliation. It came in the form of a pistol round to the head, the Kyruku snarling even as he fell to his left to avoid a downwards hack from the Alpha's axe.

The blade embedded itself with a heavy thump into the ground, and like as he would have to simply shoot the Alpha as well, there was an unspoken rule there. If he wanted to take the pack without further conflict, he'd have to do it on the Alpha's field. That was just fine with him. Quick as a coiled snake, Isiat whipped around, putting his weight onto the haft of the axe and forcing the Alpha forward as he tried to pull the weapon away from Isiat. The vulpine's weight won out though, and pulled the Kitsune off balance and forwards, forcing him to release his hold on the axe's handle.

Isiat didn't hesitate, and jammed his knife to the hilt between the Alpha's ribs, before kicking him backwards with his still intact leg. The kitsune staggered back, dropping his axe as he clutched at the commando blade lodged into his heart. It almost seemed fitting, Isiat mused, watching with his pistol still by his side, ready just incase anyone else tried to interfere.

None did, and a stunned sort of silence descended on the packs camp site as the life quickly faded from the dying Kitsune's eyes, his own shocked expression the last thing on his muzzle. After a moment, he stopped moving entirely, and such, the Alpha of the pack was laid low by the Scout he had used to secure his position in the first place.

Isiat brought his pistol up, leveling it at the most loyal group to the previous Alpha, a pair of mean looking wolves, who looked almost as stunned as the Alpha had. After a moment, both of them seemed to realize the enormity of what they had witnessed, and upon noticing Isiat leveling his sights towards them, they took to their knees, bowing their heads in deference to him. The rest of those assembled slowly followed suit, the rest of the pack creeping from their dens and homes to join the assembled crowd.

Isiat stood shakily, his leg seeming to drag somewhat with his movements. The tendon was clearly damaged, and he limped over to the Alpha's body, taking up the axe and using the haft as a crutch beneath his armpit. He took one last look at the body of the White kitsune, sneering his disgust.

"Get this scumbag out of here..."

Shadi sat anxiously in the bedroom of the treehouse, the small leather backpack at her feet seeming to weigh so much more than it really did. She felt trembly, her foot tapping nervously on the floorboards of the treehouse. She had heard fighting, and now, everything was quiet save for the sound of her rapid, shallow breaths and her beating heart.

She kept as still as she could though, trying her best to stay calm. Each of the gunshots she had heard made her jump, and now the silence had her more tense than ever. Her paws fiddled with the shoulder straps of the small backpack she had packed for herself, a few sets of traveling clothes and a few other small necessities, and despite herself, she checked to make sure she had everything again.

It was only when the sound of the doorway at the base of the tree opening interrupted her that she really began to panic, her little heart threatening to beat its way out of her ribcage. The deep pattern of thump-footstep-thump of the Alpha using his axe as a walking stick made her realize the worst. Isiat had failed, and now he was coming to exact his revenge on her.

In a panicked frenzy, she darted up from the bed, not wasting a second as she opening the window and haphazardly tossed her bag through, beginning to climb out after it.

"Shadi? What are you doing?" Isiat blinked at her from the doorway to the bedroom, looking as confused as he did amused at the little feline, now in the exact same position he had been in only a little while ago, one leg already out of the window, and preparing to haul the rest of herself out after it.

She turned to look at him, standing there leaning against the haft of her former mate's axe, and in a fit, pulled herself back in and darted across the space of the room to embrace him in a crushing hug, kissing his lips before she slapped him hard across the cheek. Isiat recoiled, wincing and rubbing his face.

"YOU SCARED ME HALF TO DEATH!" She squealed, thumping at his chest with her paws until he stopped her, grunting in apparent pain.

"Mind the ribs, if you have to hit me, use the face." he managed to joke, cringing a smile from his lips. He dropped the axe, letting it thump to the floor loudly as he wrapped his arms around the smaller feline, using her to support himself. Shadi parted from him after a moment, looking into his eyes as if stunned that he was even there at all.

"Did you..."

Isiat gave a solemn nod, taking a deep breath. "What's done is done. The pack has a new leader now, apparently. Well, unless you'd like me to join you escaping out of that window; I seem to recall a really nice spring in a cave not to far from here we could hunker down in until we can get passage away fro-" Shadi shut him up with another kiss, her lips tenderly silencing him as he rambled on.

He quietly accepted her interruption, rather wholeheartedly in fact. His paws found their way to her hips in short time, pulling the tan furred feline flush against himself. Her leather tunic seemed to hug her figure in a most agreeable way, letting him get a good feel of her broad hips, though he still much preferred the feel of her fur underneath his paws. He wasn't quite ready to leave, just yet, but somehow, he had the feeling Shadi had no plans on leaving now.

Besides... The treehouse was a very nice place... The original builders had put a great deal of time and effort into the construction, and it would be a shame to just leave it behind. Slowly, his tails flickered around the darling Amasii, pulling her in closer with a literal blanket of fur.

"Though you know... Technically, if you want to stay, I believe there's one last thing that needs to be done before I can call myself the Alpha, now, isn't there? Something about solidifying my claim..." He teased her with a breathy whisper, nibbling gently along the edge of her ear, the same way he had their very first time.

"You.. You don't really mean..." Shadi began, a little hint of wariness and hesitation to her voice, but behind her eyes was the slightest glimmer of hope that maybe, maybe Isiat would make a better Alpha than she had ever hoped. Even if the first order of business on his agenda was... Well, following proper tradition.

The alpha did need an heir to legitimize his hold on the pack.