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Hurricane lifted her head and yawned as she flapped, soaring just above unfamiliar clouds despite Dane’s warnings for her to stay quiet. She had been quiet for several miles already and there hadn’t been a single sign of life in the greenlands below. Dane had even mentioned to himself, and yet, he was still as cautious as ever. What was the use of visiting a new world without getting too see any of it?

“We're here.” Hurricane said to Dane, looking over her shoulder to peer into his eyes with the most glazed expression she could. He narrowed his eyes and made a face back, but didn’t object, gripping into her lush, sky blue fur with small, dark human hands. She descended afterward, breaking through the clouds beak first before spreading her wings and folding her legs inward.

Dane leaned forward, holding a red satchel of their combined belongings close to Hurricane’s side as she dropped faster and faster toward the ground below. Suddenly, the spread her wings and their speed broke, then the light from the Gyorn Plain’s two suns shined down on the two of them. Dane’s pitch-black hair flowed brilliantly behind him, briefly painting the sky black like the majestic strokes of an artist’s brush.

Hurricane spread her wings and let herself ride the breeze above the towering treetops of the dark green forests below, and for miles ahead it seemed. Black spots covering her wings, rump, and slender leopard tail popped against the rest of her blue and white body, making the pair the most noticeable thing for as far as the eye could see. Dane didn’t say a word, peering outward at the new world with a grin. He seemed to forget his earlier concerns of being tracked or attacked.

While Dane gawked at their surroundings, which were just as green as when they had descended, Hurricane had taken to inspecting to skies and the distance. Far off, there were plains, and even further than that, mountains. Nothing on the ground particularly stood out, but overhead she couldn’t help but notice the way the clouds ebbed and flowed in a peculiar pattern. All around, in a circle above the forest, the clouds flowed inward, as though they were being pulled before flowing upward, like a mysterious energy was pushing it. If nothing else it was…

“That’s kind of ominous, isn’t it?” Dane gave Hurricane’s side a pat and she rolled her eyes.

“What?” Dane nudged Hurricane’s side. She shook her head.

“Nothing. We don’t have to go in there, do we?” Hurricane flicked her beak toward the forest as she spoke, then fully turned away. With a few solid flaps of her wings she began to climb through the air away from the forest.

Dane shook his head and watched the forest shrink with a small smile. “It would be faster, but we can go anywhere as long as we’re on land.”

Nothing more was said as Hurricane picked up speed with strong flaps of her wings. She passed over the forest after a few minutes, then over the plains toward the mountains in the distance where the clouds hung low. She and Dane surveyed the black rocky cliffs from above for a short while before landing at the highest point.

Cold air bit at Dane’s skin through his light jacket and thick jeans, but he fought the urge to shiver as he looked about. Far behind and below, the land spread even further outward, but there were no plains or forests, only rocky flats. Dane couldn’t help but notice unnatural petrified trees looking like running men were specked about the flats. It was strange that he hadn’t felt anything yet…

After a trot around the mountain peak to find the perfect mixture of shade and scenery, Hurricane looked over her shoulder toward Dane. She lifted her front leg, pointing toward her right with a talon.

“You know that the ground’s back that way, right?”

Dane turned toward the left and began to throw himself forward until he became suddenly aware of the mountainside beneath his feet. He halted with a grunt and started to look back only to see Hurricane staring at him. With a huff he turned away and dismounted, the soles of his feet suddenly pressing against hot rocky mountain. Once more he paused, feeling an odd throbbing deep within the mountain.

Hurricane sat down on her hind legs and folded her wings behind her back. “So? Now what?”

Dane looked down to the mountain between his feet and curled his toes. “Do you feel that?”

“...What?”

“That…feeling…” Dane shook his head, unable to describe the feeling he got from the throb of the mountain and pulsing of the mountain. If the world wasn’t empty, then why did it feel empty? “The mountain it...feels like it has a heartbeat, doesn’t it?”

Hurricane shrugged, then laid down on her side, sprawling out her hind legs and resting her head on her talons. “I wouldn't know about that, but as long as we mind our business, whatever’s living here will do the same.”

Dane looked from the mountain out to the distance and chuckled. “Of course.”

He still wanted to explore, but quickly decided that would have to wait for another time. He’d come to the Gyorn Plains for a reason, after all.

“Alright, give me just a bit. Making a full map of this place would take some time, but I’ve got tricks up my sleeve.” Dane spread his arms as he spoke then brought them together and shut his eyes tight.

“Course you do.” Hurricane mumbled as she watched, yawning as Dane did whatever Dane was going to do.

Dane didn’t speak after that, instead he drowned out Hurricane’s remarks and the cold of the wind and the altitude. He even drowned out the feel of the throbbing mountain, then he reached deep within himself for generations of power that weren’t meant for mortal hands. Suddenly, his body began to stiffen and his eyes jolted open as forbidden magic began to take hold of him. He dropped to a knee as he fought his body’s natural tendency to bend and contort during the “mapping” process. One of his bones snapped, but he didn’t make a sound.

Hurricane looked away as the limb quickly healed itself. “Huh…”

Dane slowly lifted his head then shut his eyes as he began to fill his lungs with air. His inhale lasted twice as long as the rest of his preparation combined, but when he loosed it, a thick, off-green cloud filled the air. Hurricane turned back to watch, squinting her eyes at what appeared to be flour dust, but it didn’t descend in the same manner any other dust would, that much was instantly noticeable.

When Dane had finished, he fell to his butt and panted softly, the sclera of his eyes had become the same shade as the cloud over head. He wiped his mouth, though there wasn’t anything to wipe away and smiled. “They’re spores. They won’t all touch the ground, but enough of them will to give me sight over the surroundings.”

Hurricane continued to watch the spores and the way they slowly spread apart from one another. She still wasn’t entirely sure how exactly it would help Dane map out the land, but she didn’t argue or question him. After it became apparent that the spores weren’t going anywhere very fast, she stood up and spread her massive spotted wings.

“Guess this is where I come in.” Hurricane said as she took to the skies, flying far around the spores until she could touch the clouds. She didn’t wait for any direction or approval after taking her place in the sky, after all, Dane’s plan was clear enough.

As the gryphon began to beat her wings, the clouds above twisted and turned with the currents of the wind. In a matter of seconds, a bright, sunny day had become dark with streaks of lightning revealing the plains below in flickers. Winds whistled between the trees of the forest below and roared over the mountains, twisting and turning this way and that until points began to form in the clouds overhead.

Dane could barely count the seconds before the following tornadoes touched down all around him. He grunted and braced himself, lowering his center of gravity. When the tornadoes cleared the air of the spores they began to spread, taking the spores with them. Hurricane descended after her deed was done, leaving the tornadoes to spread and the sky above to clear up.

“Guess that’s it, huh?” Dane said, easing up as Hurricane looked down at her paws before sitting down on her hind legs.

Hurricane lifted her head and yawned, then leaned forward, sprawling out on the cool mountaintop. She pointed downward to where the backpack was nestled between his feet and held out her paw as Dane brought it to her.

“That’s up to you, isn’t it?”

She said nothing more as she took the bag from Dane and emptied its contents into her talons. A total of three novels, average in size, spilled out. From the pile, she took the adventure book and opened it up to the prologue. As Hurricane began to immerse herself in the story, Dane stepped out to the edge of the mountain, watching as the tornadoes moved outward, slowly but surely spreading the seeds. It would still take hours, maybe even all day for them to settle in before he could interact with them to create his map.

“It’s beautiful here, huh?” Dane said as he looked out into the distance.

Hurricane flipped the page without a word, but when Dane continued to stay silent she looked over. She squinted at his back. He wasn’t waiting for her to say something back, was he?”

“Yeah.” She finally said after a quick glance around. “I suppose it is.”

Dane went silent again and Hurricane turned back to the novel. After another few minutes Dane stepped to the other side of the mountain top, smiling.

“Can’t wait to explore. All I need is that greenlight.”

Hurricane licked her talon and turned another page. “...Dane.”

Dane looked over, his brow raised by Hurricane’s sudden tone. It wasn’t too different from the usual demeaning tone she used with everyone, but there was a particular hint of disappointment with that one.

“I came because you said you needed my assistance. If you wanted someone to talk to, you should have brought one.”

“I-…” Dane turned to face Hurricane, squinting the whole time. He didn’t continue after that.

Hurricane looked back, almost expectantly, but returned to her book. “Should’ve brought something to do like I did.”

Dane stared back blankly, at first, unsure of what the hell to say to something like that. After a moment he began to smile until he grin stretched from ear to ear. He made his way over toward Hurricane at a casual pace, then just as casually he dropped his hands to his pants, and undid the button. The zipper came down with an audible, 'Zzzzzip' and by then he was standing behind Hurricane.

“Who said I didn’t bring something to do?”

Dane fell to his knees behind Hurricane and filled his hands with the soft feathers on her rump. He squeezed hard, then lifted a hand to give her ass a hard smack. She suddenly raised her head, then turned over onto her side, flapped a wing, and lashed out her tail all at once, knocking him onto his side. Dane landed with a grunt, but he held onto her rear with a grin as she retook her position to lay on her stomach.

“First of all, I’m not a something, nor am I on your to do list, thanks.” Hurricane said as she scanned another page then looked over to the next. “Second, if that’s what you’re going to do back there, then don’t.”

“Erm…” Dane paused, his body hunched over Hurricane’s ass, his cock ferociously tugging at his underwear. He smiled, recalling her acute distaste for being spanked, then pressed his thumbs to her pussy lips and spread them. “I’ll do my best.”

He moved a hand to his undergarments, freeing his cock as he began to finger her, stuffing two fingers deep into her pussy. Hurricane grunted and fidgeted behind him, folding her wings and letting her tail fall backward over his back. She didn’t speak, or argue, or fight back, instead, she took a breath and sighed.

Dane looked up with a chuckle, then he gripped her hips again and began to mount her. He rubbed his cock against her ass, letting it grow hard before he pressed it against her. With a smirk spread from ear to ear he stuffed his cock between her furry thighs, then suddenly thrust his hips. His cock slipped between Hurricane’s thighs and his shaft rubbed against her sex all the while until their bodies were firmly mashed together.

“Feel that?” Dane said with a tone of undeniable dominance as he grinded hard against her, working his shaft through her thighs. The thick head poked in an out, rubbing against the fur of her underbelly.

Hurricane rolled her eyes, moving the book to the floor as Dane began to rock her body with his solid thrusts. She sucked in a breath as Dane thrust against her slit, each throb and soft pad of his pelvis against her rear drawing her own longing. A quiet grunt left her throat, as she fidgeted from side to side, but nothing more.

“Is that a serious question? Does my silence answer that for you?” She asked blandly, then turned to the next page.

Dane smirked and picked up the pace, grunting softly as he fucked Hurricane’s thighs. He gripped her hips and clenched her body tight, slowing down until he could feel something peculiar. To his surprise, he could feel Hurricane’s…excitement spill onto his cock as he continued to grind and stroke, smearing it until he was hot and wet with her lust.

“Ahhh…!” Dane sighed, through his open maw. Moments later came the hot rush of his own thick, sticky excitement. Precum splurt messily from the tip of his cock, spilling onto the black mountain top below. “That did.”

Hurricane lifted her rear and pushed back against Dane, drawing another heavy shot of precum from his cock. It splashed against the pool beneath her, specking her underbelly with it.

“If you get me dirty, you’re licking me clean.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Dane answered, then he began to draw his cock backward.

Hurricane trembled all the while, her pussy aching for the rough love from a capable male. Dane was decidedly just that and more. Of course, it wouldn’t be any fun if she let him know that. Her pussy tightened and gripped about as the head of his thick cock slipped past her sex, then he began to press forward against her.

As Dane groaned out for the two of them with a loud, echoed voice, Hurricane crossed her claws and sucked her teeth. She curled the digits on her hind paws, her claws sank into the black mountain, slicing into it like butter. He didn’t wait any longer, slipping his cock deep inside of her.

“Mmmm…” Hurricane moaned out, squinting her eyes and opening her maw for a deep breath. She tightened light a vice about Dane’s cock, but with each thrust, he buried himself deeper.

Against all of her body’s tight, wet affection, Dane suddenly hilted himself. He rose to the tips of his toes and opened his mouth wide, letting his tongue loll out of his mouth. Precum spurt deep inside of her with enough vigor to jerk both his body and hers ever-so-slightly. The stuff continued to shoot out, and Dane merely took one breath after another alongside it as Hurricane looked back to the book.

Words on the page shifted from side to side as Dane pulled back his cock, nice and slowly. Hurricane trembled the whole time, lifting her claws from the mountaintop to the book sides. Just as the words began to come into focus, Dane forced his cock inside of her again and leaned forward to grind himself inside. She clenched her beak shut and sucked in breath, waiting until the words slowed their bouncing to a stop, then she continued to read.

Dane leaned forward as he found his groove, grinning as he cast his shadow upon the back of her head. Each smack was like music to his ears, the cherry on top of the rest of Hurricane. He braced himself and slowed his strokes, taunting her body every time the tip of his thick cock kissed her depths. For a short time, he simply let his body work, contented at the idea of casually fucking a gryphon on a mountaintop as she read a book – then she turned the page.

Soft pats of his body against hers became sudden smacks as Dane suddenly began to fuck her into the mountain top. He knew she couldn’t ignore it or the sensations, and yet she didn’t turn around or say a word. Instead, she huffed and skimmed through the next couple pages as a testament to how much she really didn’t care.

Their battle of wills continued through the next few chapters, Dane keeping the rhythm of the wet smack of his sack against her body the entire time. The sound rang out louder than his breaths, and wet smacks that told him for sure he’d be licking something clean, but he didn’t slow or stop. He was getting close, and from the way he felt her grip he cock, he knew she was too.

Over the cacophony of wet slaps and smacks, over the rush of his own blood and his deep breaths, he could barely make out Hurricane’s pleasure. She gasped softly and scratched the surface of the mountain top, leaning over her book as she curled her digits on her paws. Faster and harder she gripped Dane’s cock, all the while continuing to read undeterred by Dane and his ravenous lust.

Dane grinned from ear to ear, finally letting his pleasure speak and spill over into Hurricane’s body. He gaped his maw and panted quietly as thick, white loads of his essence spurt messily inside. Hurricane sucked in a breath and flicked out her tail, her entire vibrating as Dane’s warmth began to overflow. As Hurricane released her deep breath, she let her whole body relax, then let herself cum around Dane’s shaft.

“Hope you’ve got an empty stomach.” Hurricane said without even the slightest change in her tone. She flipped to the next page, her tail jerking as Dane continued to cum in thick bursts.

Dane slowed down, then suddenly pulled out, his throbbing cock spurting another few lines of cum onto Hurricane’s ass and back. He stood over Hurricane’s back, savoring the sight of his mess with a lick of his lips. As he began to look out to the distance toward the tornadoes, Hurricane looked over her shoulder to him, catching his gaze. He froze up instantly.

“Do you mind?” She made a motion with her tail toward the book and his shadow upon it, her eyes never darting away from the book. “Whatever you were going to do save it for later. I just got to the good part. Also, you’re in my light, so if you wouldn't mind…”

“A-Alright.” Dane stammered, then sank back to his knees behind Hurricane. He looked over his mess again then smiled as he stroked his length. “I guess I’ll find a way to keep busy.”

Hurricane flipped to the next page without another word “I’m sure you will…”