Dice very much noticed the change in her. And in himself.“yes I bet they will but that makes things to easy, I like a “good” work out”, she said licking her lips seductively, the talk was starting to make her fire up not just in the eyes.
Jolene wanted a challenge, and a chance to get higher in rank. And so did he. She was obviously right; if it all went easily, nobody would be impressed. And they áimed to impress...
A little groan came from his lips as his growing member pulsed with life. Even with all the aches, after the fight with Blood and the beating he got from Mistress, there was not a fibre in his body that could resist Jolene's charm...“that we will … and yes you are”, she said blowing a cool breath over his erect member, then she then took it in her muzzle watching her teeth as always, and let her tong feel around his member, then as she came up she sucked lightly on it. Once she was off of him she grinned and turned around in a play bow facing away from him.
- ''We will have to find out... won't we...'' He whispered, slowly pulling back from her warm muzzle and getting to his feet. His ribs and back gave sharp protests, but the drug called Jolene worked it's miracles. He couldn't ignore her will, not did he wánt to... and his own fire began to burn as well, as he seductively circled her and gently nipped right behind her ears.'“want to seal the deal stud, or did mistress knock it out of you tonight”, she said eyes glinting. To night would be a fun night she thought.
This horrific day had a spec of light left in it, obviously....
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Gambler strolled over the market quietly. He wore a dark cowboy hat, and it was low over his eyes. He didn't want to draw too much attention to himself; there was a chance unfriendly buyers or sellers would recognize him. And without Dice at his side, he didn't feel like meeting up with any of them.
It had been an hour drive to this market. It was held in a building that was believed to be under construction, the market itself as illegal and dark as the structure it was held in.
But it was thé place to find a special animal...
- ''Hey, did you see that cheetah?''
Gambler stopped and stared at a few cages, pretending to be interested as he overheard the conversation next to him.
- ''I saw him alright... You don't see something like thát every day. Must be a pricey beast.''
- ''I don't know... but I can't use it anyway. I don't do cheetah racing... and they're no more dangerous then our dogs when it comes to the fights. Better get myself a tiger if I want a big cat...''
- ''Yeah, I know what you mean. The paws. They're more like dog's then cat's. Cheetah's don't even have retractable claws or sharp nails...''
- ''The teeth are sharp enough though, they got some jaw pressure too I think... And you could trim those claws to be sharper, I guess... Don't you need something special?''
- ''I already bought myself an Amur leopard. I don't need more. But it's markings are gorgeous...''
Gambler finally walked on.
A cheetah... how would Riesling feel about that?
He walked on, passing a few cages with rare big cats; white tiger cubs, even a white lion cub. All very special....
But then he saw him.
The large cage with the cheetah stood at a prominent spot, fitting for such a magnificent beast. Every now and then, it let out a feral hiss as it looked around with big eyes. Poor thing... it was a scary envoirnment for every creature. It's grey and white coat looked stunning; whoever owned him, had wanted him to look his best for this market.
He walked up to the cage, softly humming a little tune to himself, casually lifting a hand, as if he held a treat for the animal.
Two beautiful, grey-blue eyes stared at him.
He, or she... was gorgeous. Gambler stood perfectly still, just looking at the animal's chest, not wanting to stare in his eyes and get him even more nervous.
He was stunned to see a marking on his chest, looking like a bat. And then there where almost wing-shaped markings on his shoulders... stripes instead of spots on the frontlegs, and spots that would fit a leopard more then a cheetah on it's rear.
Finally, he spotted the sex. It was a male...
- ''Interested?''
Gambler turned sharply at the voice; the cheetah let out a little growl as well.
A tall man, only a bit shorter then himself, was staring him straight in the eye.
- ''Perhaps... are you the owner of this cat?''
- ''That I am.''
Gambler nodded and leaned against a cage, which contained a beautiful golden fennec.
- ''Let's talk.''
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Shade lay silently, looking asleep, ears perking every now and then when she picked up a sound. But she couldn't sleep anymore... the strange dream kept playing before her eyes.
The pup... she had felt such an intense bond with it. Love... love like she had only felt for her own mother...
Why was she so upset about it? Why did it intrigue her so? It had only been a dream. There was no pup...
Suddenly, the sound of little feet scurrying closer made her open one eye. She expected to see Jack; after all, he often dropped by...
But it wasn't him.
She opened both eyes and suddenly saw a rat she hadn't met yet. It was smaller then Jack... and it's fur was a combination of dark grey, black spots and a white muzzle. A large spot over the right eye gave the creature a bit of a naughty look.
It stared at her, one hand against the bars, as if it was pondering wether or not to enter her cell.
Shade lifted her head and tilted it slightly.
- ''Hello.'' She spoke softly, so she wouldn't disturb Eight, George or the new, insane wolf.
The rat took a few steps forward, holding one hand slightly up and her snout pointed up to Shade's face. Half-way in the cell, it stopped, as if it wondered wether or not to come closer.
- ''Hi.''
The voice made Shade's ears perk. It was a soft, feminine voice. This rat... was probably a female.
Shade smiled slightly, hoping she'd say more. The rat cleared her troath, then spoke again, her voice still soft.
- ''You... you where the one singing earlier.''
- ''Yes... I know. I'm sorry, did I disturb you with it?''
- ''Oh no, not at all! Can I... approach?''
- ''Sure. I won't eat 'ya.'' Shade joked, but she then realised that it really wasn't a joke at all to the rat in front of her. She smiled again. ''Please... feel free to come closer.''
Slowly, the female scurried closer until she was just a feet away from Shade. She then lifted herself to her hind legs, her whiskers twitching fast as she sniffed and looked at Shade. Curious black eyes observed the wolf, and Shade lay perfectly still, not wanting to scare her off.
- ''Eh...'' The rat hesitated. ''I'm... Lily.''
- ''Nice to meet you. I'm Shade. Are you a friend of Jack's, maybe?'' Shade tilted her head a little further.
The rat looked away, and Shade could swear she saw a blush.
- ''Oh... eh... no, I know about Jack, but... he doesn't know mé very well. But I know what he does... I mean... with the wolves and such.''
- ''I see...''
- ''I just... came to meet you.''
Shade smiled. ''That's very nice of you. Do you... work with the wolves, too?''
- ''Me..? No... This... is the first time I show myself to a canine.'' Lily admitted, softly.
- ''Well... I'm honoured then.''
- ''It was your singing.'' Lily said, softly. ''You... intrigued me. Your voice is quite beautiful.''
- ''T... Thank you!'' Shade was deeply flattered. ''You would have loved to hear my mother sing, then. She was the best singer I ever met..''
- ''I bet she was wonderful.'' Lily said, with a little smile. ''You're quite.. new, right?''
- ''Yes... I haven't been here very long. But every moment here is tó long...''
- ''I... saw what happened, earlier.''
Shade fell silent; she stared at the rat, realising they could see just about everything that happened in the cells. They never had ány privacy, at all. If there weren't other wolves in the other cells, there where always little eyes watching them.
Lily gulped and continued.
- ''I mean... mister Dice. And mister Bloodhound.'' She paused, then looked up at Shade again. ''I... I can't imagine what that was like for you. And you where very brave... thankfully mister Bloodhound saved the day.''
Now it was Shade's turn to blush; she looked away, feeling oddly uncomfortable.
- ''Yes... thankfully. But it's just... work, for him.''
Lily shook her head. ''The dogs can... well...'' She fell silent.
- ''I know, but I mean... Blood interfered because Dice was injuring me. That's all.''
Lily placed her hands in her side. ''Not so sure.''
Shade looked stunned for a moment; she wanted to ask what Lily meant, but the rat quickly changed the subject.
- ''I saw you like George.''
Shade blushed again. ''Yes... I do. Why?''
- ''It's good to have friends.'' Lily said, softly. ''Even better to have... well, fínd... someone to love.''
Shade gulped, but couldn't help but grin. ''Are you trying to match me with someone or something?''
- ''No... Just saying.'' The rat stared straight into Shade's eyes. ''I noticed you need it. Love, I mean.''
Again, Shade was stunned. This rat had been watching her, no doubt about it. She had noticed Shade's deep need for social interaction, for touching others... for being together.
- ''I don't think many wolves here will be lucky enough to find love. Let alone a mate.'' She said, slightly bitter. ''But I can manage without it...''
- ''Maybe...'' Lily didn't sound confinced at all. ''But you never know.''
Shade layed her head down to be more on the same level with Lily. ''Why do you mention it? Do you have a mate? Does it help surviving here?''
Lily took a step backwards, gulping.
- ''Eh.. no. I don't have a mate... But I know love. And yes, it helps.''
- ''Really?'' Shade, suddenly amused, lifted her head again and grinned. ''So, who's your love?''
Lily gasped, obviously not too willing to share such information....
((AAAAAND... I guess they'll be distrubed. XD))