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I sighed as I untied the heavily knotted rope that served as a belt for my simple robes.

I wish I could make her understand. I thought to myself, allowing my robe to drop open.

It had been a long time since I bothered with undergarments, so the cool early spring breeze struck harshly against my exposed cock.

I shrugged off the simple garment, dropping it on a large boulder by the riverside, before sampling the waters temperature with a grubby bare foot.

A shock of ice shot through my foot, causing me to quickly retract my toes.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed. Goddamn water was freezing!

Just as I was about to try again, something huge crashed into me hard, sending me toppling into the icy water.

I leaped up immediately, shivering uncontrollably. My eyes instantly darted to my assailant, a large white and black snow leopard, who sat on the bank, a look of absolute amusement on her face.

"Aklys! This water is freezing!" I cried, stumbling back onto the bank clumsily.

Serves you right. The husky feminine voice taunted in my head.

"I said sorry!" I argued, reaching for my robe.

A large cat paw slammed down on it, pinning it to the rock.

Sorry is not going to suffice. She stated mentally.

I glanced up at the animal, her eyes filled with that all too familiar look of lust. Or was it seduction? It was impossible to tell. All I knew was that never in my entire fifteen years of life had I ever met any halfling, human, or elf that could turn me on with just a look.

"You've got to have me under some kind of spell!" I accused, a grin growing across my face.

Might I remind you that I was opposed to our relationship at first? She communicated, slinking sensually towards me, forcing me to take a step back into the icy river.

"Yeah, it's just that, I've never really been turned on by a cat before you." I smiled. The water suddenly didn't feel so cold anymore.

The large animal gracefully circled around me, caressing me with her fluffy feline tail gently across the face.

I'm quite the specimen...

Aklys padded deeper into the river, till the water barely reached her belly. She glanced back at me with those goddamn crystal blue eyes.

What ever happened to cleaning up? She laughed, fluffy tail slowly brushing against the sensitive head of my now fully erect penis.

"Damn!" I groaned, following behind her. "Think that's gonna have to wait..."

She flicked her tail up and too the side, revealing her moist pussy once again. Ready to finish what we started?

"I think M'lady's in heat." I moaned, taking my position behind her. I had to boost myself slightly with my toes to reach. It was easier on land, but that didn't matter right now.

My cock head slid across the entrance of the leopardess' plump twat, drawing a shiver from the beast.

Your sister is gonna come looking for us if you don't hurry! Aklys said, trying to make it sound like she was indifferent. I knew better.

"Just returning the favor..." I whispered, knowing full well the animals heightened sense of hearing would pick it up.

I slowly ran my cock up along the moist slit again, drawing even more juice from the ferals' fuck hole.

She suddenly sat backwards, spearing herself on my throbbing dick. I managed to catch myself, despite the animals sudden weight.

"Warn me next time you do that!" I scolded.

My demand was met with a low rumble that was a mix between a purr and a growl.

The feeling of Aklys' hot hole gripping tightly at my tiny penis was more than I could take.

Any bit of self control flew out the window, as I grabbed the animals wet, furry hips, and began to thrust, pistoning in and out of her like a horny rabbit fucking a dog.

Her purring got more intense, to the point I could almost feel it vibrating right on my cock.

Her powerful cunt walls gripped tightly at my throbbing halfling meat, making me tremble in absolute pleasure.

I picked up the pace, feeling my balls preparing to spray her insides with whatever remained after our games from earlier that day.

She reared her head back, giving a soft roar that sounded more like a purring moan.

My cock gave a powerful spasm, exploding inside the cat. This time she gave a full roar, sending birds fleeing from a nearby tree.

Panting, I pulled my sensitive cock free from the animal with a wet slurp, seeing a mixture of love juice slowly oozing out behind it. My entire groin was drenched with her potent pussy juice, and the mere scent of her musk had my mind spinning. Damn thing was like a drug!

I sat down, feeling the water rush up around my stomach. My cock bobbed happily in the water, as the cat panted heavily in front of me.

A wicked smile crossed my face. I leaned forward, giving a long, hard lick at the animals thick pussy lips. She startled, eyes shooting wide at the unexpected sensation.

The salty sweet taste of her cunt threatened to bring me to climax again, but I doubted there was anything left to shoot.

I buried my face in her twat fully, lapping at our combined juices.

Her rhythmic purring was vibrating through my tongue and lips as I slipped in as far as I could manage.

She climaxed in my face once again, letting me taste as much as I could, the rest coating my face and spilling out all over my chest.

Aklys turned around slowly, legs less graceful than usual. She sat in front of me, those blue eyes gazing at me in her most sensual way possible.

Well, are you not just the most considerate little gentleman? She murred, slowly reaching forward with one of her mighty paws, gently caressing my rigid shaft.

Razor claws carefully traced around the sensitive flesh of my groin, slowly kneading and tracing light lines around me.

Her massive rough tongue slipped out, slowly dragging its sandpaper like texture across my raw meat.

My cock spasmed, and just a tiny amount of cum spurted out, which she lapped up immediately, mighty claws still toying with my sensitive flesh.

"Mhmm, Aklys!" I groaned, reaching a soaked hand up to rub the cat's ear.

She finally stopped, letting my cockhead slip from between her large feline teeth, teeth typically used for ripping out the throats of her prey.

Well, looks like we both had dinner. Aklys grinned. Those damn eyes were stuck on seduction.

I couldn't help but laugh, as my stomach did feel somewhat satisfied, though all I'd given it all day was feline love juice.

We both managed to rinse off before crawling back onto the shore. I sprawled out on the rock next to my robes, hoping to catch the last rays of sunlight that pierced the canopy overhead.

Aklys hopped up beside me, stretching out at my side. I started caressing her head gently, scratching behind her ears, and running my fingers down her neck.

"Why don't you want Ciara to know that you're a Naettura?" I asked suddenly, still petting her.

There was a long pause.

The more who know, the more dangerous it is, for them and for us. There are many who travel with beasts in this land, but I'm willing to bet that you're the only one's who travel with a Naettura.

I had always believed the Naettura were just an old myth from the time of the old kingdom of Feraldis. That was, before I met Aklys.

Naettura were spirits of nature that manifested in the bodies of animals. Their job was to maintain the balance of the world and keep life in harmony.

They were older than the elves, and longer living too. They taught the first druids to listen to nature, and even now, some tribal customs still follow their teachings. When the hordes of undead rose up to swallow Ryze in darkness, it was the Naettura that won the day, gathering together for the only time in all of history to ride to war with mortals.

I remember reading accounts in the library at the academy, of great armored bears that could magically travel using the trees, and large eagles that were capable of summoning bolts of lightening on their enemies.

I had always assumed these were poetic fictions, myths woven by imaginative storytellers trying to wow an audience.

And then I met Aklys. She was quite literally a goddess in physical form.

I laughed aloud, drawing a quizzical look from the cat.

"My continued relationship with you has led me to reconsider my path in life." I laughed. "Perhaps, if I had more patience, I'd have studied with the Circle of Autumn instead of getting kicked out of the Academy." I continued, referring to the order of druids that resided around the small mountain valley of Drifa.

Well, then we never would have been acquainted. She replied.

"True."

The sun began to dip below the canopy. I moaned. I could have stayed all night on that rock snuggled up naked with the love of my life. I knew I couldn't, however, as my sister would grow concerned at our absence.

Standing up, I reached for my shoddy grey robe. Aklys gave a mighty yawn, stretching like a giant house cat.

Remember, magic is a natural part of life. People believe magic comes from many different things, but there is only one true source of magic, and that is the heart of Ryze itself. Dryads and Dragons alike can sense the ebbs of it's essence. So can you, through your study.

I watched as the cat hopped down from our boulder, trotting off in the direction of camp. As I pulled on my robe, I thought hard about the cats words. I had been questioning my choice of studying arcane magic since I'd first met Aklys. I hadn't considered that if I'd never gone to the academy to begin with, I'd never have freed her.

I finished tying my knotted belt, making up my mind. We would be in Drifa in less than a week. There, we hoped to find work. Now, there was something else I hoped to find.

Rekkdyr

The guards led us to a small cell, about six feet wide by eight feet deep. There was a single poorly stuffed straw mattress on the floor, and a wooden bucket filled with shit. A small barrel sat in the corner, filled with dirty water.

As the heavy iron door shut behind us, I glanced down at the elf, who had refused to release my side the entire walk from the arena, despite the blood and grime that matted it.

As the adrenaline from the fight died down, the pain in my side grew almost unbearable. I probably had a broken rib or something.

"Bet the gnoll just wants to fuck her in private." a guard laughed as they left with their torchlight, leaving our corridor in darkness.

That wasn't much of an issue for me, though I could hear the girl breathing heavy, and her grip tightened around my arm.

"It's okay. I won't let anything happen." I whispered, sitting her down on the straw mattress. "What's your name?"

"V-Vailadriel." She managed.

"My name is Rekkdyr, of the Kingdom of Duskshire." I told her, giving my best attempt at a comforting smile. It's probably better she couldn't see it, as I'm sure my hyena face looked more gruesome than comforting.

"Duskshire?" She asked.

"I was raised there in the court of King Jaris." I replied.

"I have never heard of a human taking in a gnoll before." She whispered.

"Save for me, neither have I." I agreed.

I turned to the water barrel, sniffing at it suspiciously. It was stale and somewhat dirty, but I didn't care at that moment.

I dipped my clawed hands into the water and began to wash the blood from my head.

My skull throbbed painfully and my ribs were on fire.

"I apologize, my lady, I am usually much more modest, but I must remove my tunic to inspect my wounds." I said.

"Let me see."

She stood from the mattress. I heard her whisper something, and suddenly the entire cell was illuminated in a soft blue light, radiating from a small floating insubstantial ball in her hand. She tossed the ball into the air, where it hovered overhead.

She must have seen the look on my face, because she gave a shy smile, the first I'd seen on her face.

"I am--was training with my mother in magic. Before I was captured." she said, eyes falling to the floor. "I may be able to heal your wounds."

I nodded, undoing the belt that bound my filthy tunic around my waist. As I pulled the tunic over my head, the pain in my side intensified.

I growled at the pain, then cursed myself for the action. I was always frustrated when I couldn't stifle my instinct.

Dropping my tunic to the floor, I glanced down at my side. There was a lot blood, but I could not tell if my ribs were broken. Vailadriel gently reached over to feel them. I noticed her small, smooth hands, and her beautiful pale skin beneath the dried arena mud. I glanced at my own large clawed hands, then looked away.

I felt her fingers running through my fur. I couldn't help but feel shame. It was the one thing I truly struggled with. A beast raised like a man, I tried my damnedest to shed my bestial nature. No matter what, however, I would always be an outsider in the very world I was raised in. Never would I love, for who would lie with a monster? Never would I hold a title, or bear children. I could not seek solace in my own kind, for they were everything I'd been taught to despise. Rapists, murderers, and slavers.

"They're broken. I should be able to help though." She said, whispering something.

A soft bluish-white glow radiated from her hand as she gently caressed my battered side.

Almost instantly, the pain lessened a great deal, though didn't disappear altogether.

"There. That should help." She said, sitting back on the bed.

"Thank you."

I saw my blood on her fingers.

"Come, wash up. You're a mess. I'll stand by the door to give you some privacy." I said.

She nodded, slowly rising from the bed.

The cell was too small for a beast my size and the girl to move around comfortably, but we managed to maneuver around each other.

As I was facing out, I saw a light coming down the corridor, accompanied by the sound of footsteps. Guards rounded the corner, escorting with them Skempta, the orc woman from before.

She appeared to be extremely weary, and was covered in a sticky substance. Her stomach was slightly swollen, and she appeared to be walking very carefully.

They led her to the cell opposite ours, where they pushed her inside harshly.

"Good news, bitch. Hear the boss got a new beastie for you to try!" he laughed, closing the cell on her.

"Hear this one's bigger than a horse!" another laughed, as they left once again.

The orc glanced over at me, a tusky grin spreading across her face.

"I see your method, Gnoll. Act all courteous and honorable, and they fall right for you. How was your elvish maiden? Pleasing I hope?"

I shook my head. "Nothing happened." I snapped quickly.

"If I could see past your fur, I'd say you were blushing!" she grinned wider. "The naked elf behind you would tell a different tale!"

I didn't reply, just kept staring out the bars.

A look of realization came to her face. Her eyes widened.

"Oh, you're serious..." Skempta stated, awestruck. "Those humans really did a number on you."

"Why, because I don't murder and rape like others of my race? Because I have honor?" I asked, irritation growing quickly.

"Humans murder and rape. As do dwarves, and elves, and orcs. That's not unique to your species, gnoll. What I'm talking about is this fine young thing behind you, completely nude and in the prime of her youth. Sure, she is a fairy, and a bit too dainty for my taste, but that doesn't mean you cant enjoy a show, and maybe a good time, does it?"

I gave the orc a cold look.

"Oh, c'mon, lighten up. Just take a peek. One small, little peek?" She asked, smiling.

I Ignored her. I could almost sense the tension behind me from the young elf girl, who could easily hear our exchange.

"Fine, keep your honor. Though I guess us brutish orcs are not very deserving of your respect?" She asked shrugging off her bear fur mantle.

She began to rub the sticky substance slowly across her breast, eyeing me in an attempt at seduction, while simultaneously using it's lubricant to slide some fingers into her pussy.

I glanced down the hall.

"If you behaved like a lady, I would afford you such respect." I said, barely managing to keep the growl from my voice.

"You're no fun." She said, before going to her own water barrel in her cell to clean up.

I waited for Vailadriel to finish washing up and redress before taking my turn at the barrel.

Exhausted, I let her take the mattress, managing to find a small spot by the cell door to lay down, finding a restless sleep on the stone ground.