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Characters © respective owners", "writing": "Tiger’s Den\n“Chapter Two”\n\nPart one of four\n\nA continuation of Tiger’s Den chapter/part one, commissioned by Adagiodajiang\n\nWritten by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)\nCommissioned by Adagiodajiang\n\n\nBefore\n\nWhere is he? Where is he?\n\nThe words repeated in Alyssa’s mind over and over again, though they were not at all the kind of mantra she could simply switch off in her head. The doe taur had her hair tied back, though the humidity in the summer air rendered it a little wavier than usual, just a little more unruly. The town had been new to her when she’d arrived, but she felt like she knew every last part of it – at least, where she was allowed to go.\n\nThat was after spending weeks searching for her partner, Sandor. A white fox shouldn’t have been hard to find in the slightest, though her stomach churned with guilt to the point she tossed and turned in her inn lodgings, unable to get a single night of restful sleep.\n\nHer fault, it was all her fault, her guilt snarled at her. It gnawed into the marrow of her bones, chewing them up and spitting them out as the dark circles under her eyes grew increasingly pronounced day by day. Some around the town knew her by name, though no one seemed to know the fox she was looking for.\n\nIf I hadn’t stopped to help her, Alyssa thought, traipsing through the back alleys once again with the seedy underbelly of the streets rank in her nostrils. He wouldn’t have gone missing. This wouldn’t have happened.\n\nShe was meant to look after him, her partner, her fox. Yet she’d stopped to help a middle-aged Arctic wolf – and, just like that, Sandor had been gone. Kidnapped. Of course, she didn’t know exactly what had happened to him, but there didn’t seem to be any other explanation for it.\n\nBut why would someone kidnap Sandor?\n\nThat was not something she could answer, even though a white fox was not typically found. As she poked down the alleyway, her heart pounded and the hairs on the back of her neck lifted.\n\nSomething down there felt wrong, but the doorway she’d been directed to was there and she took a breath, trying the handle before knocking. It was rundown and grubby, like no one had been there or looked after it, yet the doe taur knew that to be false.\n\nShe could feel it, the presence of a predator who’d been there recently. Sometimes, instincts were not at all easily overruled.\n\nThe door opened with a creak and she flung herself at the anthro on the other side of it without a second thought.\n\n“Oof!”\n\nA white fox took her into his arms as the deer taur flung hers around him with a strangled sob, yet the fox’s arms were lighter and less muscled than those of the fox she knew. She knew it wasn’t Sandor, even before the fox had drawn back, a light wrinkle around his muzzle, with his hair slicked to the side on top of his head, combed back between his ears. He didn’t have longer hair like Sandor and he seemed a little taller too, though not by any significant amount.\n\n“Sandor?” Alyssa breathed, though his name on his lips was the only semblance of the fox she adored there with her. “No…”\n\n“You’ve mixed me up with someone else,” the fox said, his lips quirking in something of a sheepish smile. “Sorry.”\n\n“Oh… I’m the one who should be sorry.”\n\nAlyssa released him from her hold and backed off, her hooves tapping against the hard floor of the alleyway. The fox remained over the threshold into the house: a very small dwelling by the look of it that didn’t open out on to the main streets.\n\n“I’m Hu,” he said, as if he was trying to soften the tension between them. “Who are you?”\n\nAlyssa sighed.\n\n“I’m Alyssa, but I thought you were my fox.”\n\n“Your fox?” He questioned, leaning forward a little. “Is he like me? White?”\n\n“Yes!” She jumped off all four hooves, hands clasped before her. “Have you seen him?”\n\nHu considered her question carefully, one ear twitching.\n\n“I don’t think I’ve seen him,” he said, “but the Master on the hill… He keeps white anthros in his harem.”\n\nAlyssa pursed her lips.\n\n“A harem? Like slaves?”\n\n“A harem is different,” Hu assured her. “But perhaps your partner, or friend, got caught up there. That is the only circle that I know of where white anthros are drawn, though the tiger Master – he cares for all those in his harem well. They are very lucky.”\n\n“Not if they are taken against their will,” Alyssa muttered under her breath, though didn’t raise her voice enough for even the vulpine’s sensitive ears to easily catch. “That’s a kind of life you’re not familiar with. I am.”\n\n“Maybe I could help you?”\n\nEven though she’d just met Hu, the fox was canny and showed her where the expansive grounds of the mansion-like home stood, though the Master would not be interested in her with a plain, brown coat as she had. As resistant as she was to the idea of changing herself, having the fox disguise her with a white coat so she would look like a white deer taur instead, there was no other way for her to get inside. It was one of few places in that area she had not been able to check and the lure of someone capturing Sandor purely as he was a rare, white-furred fox, was too likely to turn down investigating.\n\nThe risk to her was great, all in pretending to be captured and infiltrating this “Master’s” castle. Alyssa knew just how masters and mistresses behaved in the world, those who saw her kind as lower than low. She had no desire to put herself in that position and yet there was nothing else she could do.\n\nFor Sandor, she had to hold out.\n\n\nContinued in part two of four…\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Tiger’s Den
“Chapter Two”

Part one of four

A continuation of Tiger’s Den chapter/part one, commissioned by Adagiodajiang

Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)
Commissioned by Adagiodajiang


Before

Where is he? Where is he?

The words repeated in Alyssa’s mind over and over again, though they were not at all the kind of mantra she could simply switch off in her head. The doe taur had her hair tied back, though the humidity in the summer air rendered it a little wavier than usual, just a little more unruly. The town had been new to her when she’d arrived, but she felt like she knew every last part of it – at least, where she was allowed to go.

That was after spending weeks searching for her partner, Sandor. A white fox shouldn’t have been hard to find in the slightest, though her stomach churned with guilt to the point she tossed and turned in her inn lodgings, unable to get a single night of restful sleep.

Her fault, it was all her fault, her guilt snarled at her. It gnawed into the marrow of her bones, chewing them up and spitting them out as the dark circles under her eyes grew increasingly pronounced day by day. Some around the town knew her by name, though no one seemed to know the fox she was looking for.

If I hadn’t stopped to help her, Alyssa thought, traipsing through the back alleys once again with the seedy underbelly of the streets rank in her nostrils. He wouldn’t have gone missing. This wouldn’t have happened.

She was meant to look after him, her partner, her fox. Yet she’d stopped to help a middle-aged Arctic wolf – and, just like that, Sandor had been gone. Kidnapped. Of course, she didn’t know exactly what had happened to him, but there didn’t seem to be any other explanation for it.

But why would someone kidnap Sandor?

That was not something she could answer, even though a white fox was not typically found. As she poked down the alleyway, her heart pounded and the hairs on the back of her neck lifted.

Something down there felt wrong, but the doorway she’d been directed to was there and she took a breath, trying the handle before knocking. It was rundown and grubby, like no one had been there or looked after it, yet the doe taur knew that to be false.

She could feel it, the presence of a predator who’d been there recently. Sometimes, instincts were not at all easily overruled.

The door opened with a creak and she flung herself at the anthro on the other side of it without a second thought.

“Oof!”

A white fox took her into his arms as the deer taur flung hers around him with a strangled sob, yet the fox’s arms were lighter and less muscled than those of the fox she knew. She knew it wasn’t Sandor, even before the fox had drawn back, a light wrinkle around his muzzle, with his hair slicked to the side on top of his head, combed back between his ears. He didn’t have longer hair like Sandor and he seemed a little taller too, though not by any significant amount.

“Sandor?” Alyssa breathed, though his name on his lips was the only semblance of the fox she adored there with her. “No…”

“You’ve mixed me up with someone else,” the fox said, his lips quirking in something of a sheepish smile. “Sorry.”

“Oh… I’m the one who should be sorry.”

Alyssa released him from her hold and backed off, her hooves tapping against the hard floor of the alleyway. The fox remained over the threshold into the house: a very small dwelling by the look of it that didn’t open out on to the main streets.

“I’m Hu,” he said, as if he was trying to soften the tension between them. “Who are you?”

Alyssa sighed.

“I’m Alyssa, but I thought you were my fox.”

“Your fox?” He questioned, leaning forward a little. “Is he like me? White?”

“Yes!” She jumped off all four hooves, hands clasped before her. “Have you seen him?”

Hu considered her question carefully, one ear twitching.

“I don’t think I’ve seen him,” he said, “but the Master on the hill… He keeps white anthros in his harem.”

Alyssa pursed her lips.

“A harem? Like slaves?”

“A harem is different,” Hu assured her. “But perhaps your partner, or friend, got caught up there. That is the only circle that I know of where white anthros are drawn, though the tiger Master – he cares for all those in his harem well. They are very lucky.”

“Not if they are taken against their will,” Alyssa muttered under her breath, though didn’t raise her voice enough for even the vulpine’s sensitive ears to easily catch. “That’s a kind of life you’re not familiar with. I am.”

“Maybe I could help you?”

Even though she’d just met Hu, the fox was canny and showed her where the expansive grounds of the mansion-like home stood, though the Master would not be interested in her with a plain, brown coat as she had. As resistant as she was to the idea of changing herself, having the fox disguise her with a white coat so she would look like a white deer taur instead, there was no other way for her to get inside. It was one of few places in that area she had not been able to check and the lure of someone capturing Sandor purely as he was a rare, white-furred fox, was too likely to turn down investigating.

The risk to her was great, all in pretending to be captured and infiltrating this “Master’s” castle. Alyssa knew just how masters and mistresses behaved in the world, those who saw her kind as lower than low. She had no desire to put herself in that position and yet there was nothing else she could do.

For Sandor, she had to hold out.


Continued in part two of four…
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