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", "writing": "The voice was muffled as if spoken behind something or in back of an object. Within a moment it was followed by a grating as if claws were being raked along the walls of the car, probably shredding the wooden exterior off in chunks and splinters. It traveled as he pinned back his ears in alarm.\n\n\n\n\n\"I'm Denali, I mean no harm whoever you are. I just am sheltering here until the rain lets up\" he replied making an effort to keep from hissing.\n\n\n\n\nOne more thing to have to deal with...\n\n\"Sounds alright to me\" the voice replied. \"I really hope you don't mind company in there. It's pouring out here! Burr!\"\n\n\n\n\n\"By all means\" he meowed, \" don't mind me. There seems to be plenty of room in here anyways.\"\n\n\n\n\nSo saying he was just in time to catch a glimpse of the cat in question as she padded in, light from the moon bathing her and bringing to light things about her so that he wasn't left in the dark with who he'd be spending the night with.\n\n\n\n\nHer pelt clung to her body much like his thanks to the downpour. Most of her fur was a tawny brownish color aside from her back which was saddled with black, her ears, around her eyes and striking lines of fur that hemmed in her muzzle as well as uneven socks along her paws. Her underbelly was a lighter cream color, at the moment pressed against her skin, a long luxurious tail with two black rings followed winding around the tip. She was a shorthair of some type although unpampered.\n\n\n\n\nIt was apparent right away that this queen was wild, used to being on her own without humans. She was young and lean and there was something almost sassy about the way she carried herself. \n\n\n\n\nInquisitive amusement were the words he would've used to describe the look she gave him, her jaws closed tightly and her teeth gripping a mouse which he guessed she had captured not long ago. \n\n\n\n\n\"It's coming down pretty hard out there\" she growled in annoyance facing away from him politely, shaking out her pelt and casting a smirk in his direction. \"Looks like your still all wet pal...you have any plans to dry off?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"I haven't really had the easiest time of things lately and right now I'm too tired to do much until morning\" he groaned curling his back near the door and holding his tail over his nose.\n\n\n\n\n\"Fair enough\" she replied in what sounded like a dejected tone. \"May I at least know your name?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Denali\" he muttered sleepily closing his eyes. \"What's your name?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Denali, nice to meet you. I'm called Samantha though most just stick with Sam.\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Pleasure to meet you Sam...\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Talk to you tomorrow Denali\" she purred kindly. \n\n\n\n\nHe could hear her somewhere not far off settling down in the hay her tail making light scuffling sounds as he drifted off.\n\n\n\n\nSalvaging the mouse had been a feat itself, navigating the city instead of the sparse bit of forest off to the South where she usually could catch a decent meal regardless of the beasts that roamed the hills as evening came. Sam had cornered the mouse along the outskirts, chasing it down an alleyway and cornering it behind a house, leaping and finishing it off with a bite to it's neck.\n\n\n\n\nA trickle of blood coated her tongue, tempting her to eat there and then and afterwards make her way back to her temporary home in the boxcar. On the other paw looking up at the gathering cloud banks, flashes of lightening, nimbus edges darkening and the blue clear spaces growing fewer by the moment she finally opted to wait and finish off her catch after she had made it back to shelter where she could watch the rain instead of being caught out in it.\n\n\n\n\nIt became a race.\n\n\n\n\nShe could smell the tang of the coming storm, it washed over her glands in the roof of her mouth as she dashed along the pavement. Fortunately she had had the presence of mind to hunt in the uptown rather then downtown. Here it was easy to make her way about with few humans and even fewer things that hindered her on her travels. As opposed to the bustle and wild activity of downtown, uptown Sam was able to pass like a shadow, moving without being seen and if she was no one paid any heed to her.\n\n\n\n\nFirst one drop fell, landing in the fur along the brim of one of her ears which she flicked absentmindedly continuing her track onward nearing the edge of the bridge. Just then it happened.\n\n\n\n\nA steady downpour soon became a pounding rush of rain, spewing from the heavens as if the sky were spitting at her, amused at her attempts to make it back in time to beat it. Thunder crashed as she ran on annoyed as her paws slid on slick train tracks, little pebbles fining their way in-between her pads and toes. The station whizzed by in a flash of dull dark color that she could just make out in the dark. Night vision helped her as she gained ground and speed as she neared her destination, the carson red of her home visible ahead in it's lonely place beside it's siblings.\n\n\n\n\nGratitude lifted her spirits as she drew near it her claws skidding slightly on the rocks as she halted and prepared to make her way up the plank and into shelter.\n\n\n\n\nHowever she was stopped short by a small sound, a wet scuffle of hay within the inside that caused her ears to twitch and her tail to stiffen, flicking to and fro in mild surprise.\n\n\n\n\nSo someone's decided to crash my pad have they? Oooh goody!\n\nThat was when she had decided to run her paws along the outside, her claws tracing the wood, sharp points digging in slightly in places and tearing away bits that curled before falling away. She knew to whoever was inside that her doing that would sound larger then it was, louder and terrifying...perhaps enough to disorient the stranger.\n\n\n\n\n\n He had told her that his name was Denali and to her that sounded strange yet familiar, almost like one of the names that used to float around the uptown part of the city back when it was more alive and when she hadn't been able to traverse it as she did now, unfettered by crowds, feline and human alike.\n\n\n\n\nIt wasn't that she didn't enjoy meeting up with cats every once in a while, the random queen she could talk to and hunt with or the occasional tom to visit and if she felt in the mood, once every while the encounters turned toward more interesting and intimate things. Getting to know them on a more personal level intrigued her inner kitten. More then anything however she loved adventure, the thrill she felt being able to come and go as she pleased. Being in the wild fringes of the forest where she could spend hours on her own, exploring, broadening her knowledge of the world and running into the unexpected whenever it decided to meet her.\n\n\n\n\nAs the tom slept and she ate she reflected upon him thoughtfully, chewing and swallowing down the remains of her kill she licked her paws, running her tongue along the smooth pads of her paws. \n\n\n\n\nWeariness wafted to her from his limbs along with a myriad of other scents, mud, water, traces of sand, and even fainter rich life, vitality and vigor much like something she remembered from before. In a place somewhere in the past she had been greeted with the same vibrance, the same hint of zest that she now felt.\n\n\n\n\nDenali as he lay there reminded her of how the uptown used to be, old mansion ablaze with life, parties, a world that remained long gone.\n\n\n\n\nSam hadn't been close enough to any of it to be aware of what had happened, why all of a sudden all of the light and happiness and life had been brought to an abrupt halt in the old streets. Nowadays it was pretty much a tomb where she wandered about as she pleased. She loved it, the stillness, the deserted paths she could now traverse.\n\n\n\n\nYet sometimes she found herself missing how it had been, the one time she had paid a visit to Mirii when she was very young, lushous carpets, milk, comforts and more light then she had thought possible in one place.\n\n\n\n\nShaking her head at the thought she devoured the last of the rodent and licked her chops nose twitching with the echoes of taste still lingering.\n\n\n\n\nStanding and stretching she glanced over at Denali ready to settle down and then she looked again curiosity brimming in her body.\n\n\n\n\nMaybe her eyes were playing tricks on her, or maybe her nerves were on end after being out in the storm and she was seeing things. Inching closer she focused her gaze once more upon Denali.\n\n\n\n\nIn the spot of white fur where his neck broadened out into his chest was a slight swirl of fur, pummeled and still wet as it rose and fell with his breathing. She was just able to make out the faint yet deep impression there in his skin, a burn? Where would he have been and what had he been doing to acquire a mark like that? \n\n\n\n\nThankfully it was only visible if you were looking for it.\n\n\n\n\nIt wouldn't have meant much to her, stranger things had happened and she'd experienced weird occurrences, she was prepared for most things except that this wasn't just a regular ugly burn. It was intricate as if the tom had stood by while something had burned him on purpose, yet it couldn't have been to a high degree like fire. As for the shape she was at a loss for what it meant or even what it was.\n\n\n\n\nHad it been this cats' choice to bear such a mark? Had it been done to him by someone else and had it been against his will or had he wanted it?\n\n\n\n\nWithout a doubt there was an air of mystery about him that attracted her and made her cautious all at once. Sam was undecided as to how to feel until she had gathered more about him and now was not the time for anything but sleep.\n\n\n\n\nPerhaps morning would spread more light on things.\n\n\n\n\nWith a yawn she sank down in the hay a small ways from him and shut her eyes, welcoming much needed rest. Still wet hay stabbed at her harshly, poking her body here and there until she was able to flatten more with her tail where it was uneven or stuck out at odd angles.\n\n\n\n\nAfter she was finally comfortable dreams came in a blur as for a time she left the world behind.\n\n\n\n\n\n \n\n \n\nBlack turned to silver which gradually gave way to a light milky yellow that spilled over the city and the old train yard, bleeding more color into each car and the sky above. It ricocheted along the rails, shining with growing fervor as the shadows melted away to be replaced by the thick blue haze of dawn. \n\n\n\n\nDenali raised up and stretched, angling down while his lower half arched up. Flicking his tail back and forth he yawned remembering the dream he had woken from moments before.\n\n\n\n\nIt had been quite vivid.\n\n\n\n\nHe'd been stocking through the undergrowth out in the wild, leaves crunching in the lengthened silence. The heartbeat of the small creature, it's squeak when he'd impaled it with his claws and then.....pale sunlight and the smell of partially wet hay. It was faint light that radiated in, shafting through into the train car, faint moats falling towards his nose as he looked outside.\n\n\n\n\nFrom this point he could see the other half of the city that he hadn't explored yet, shrouded in the same blue light everywhere. It felt like he was looking into a different world when his eyes scanned those streets off in the distance, eerily tranquil even at such an early hour. Hardly a sound drifted to his ears from that direction, it bore that heavy stillness when he focused his senses on it that bore down and weighed upon his shoulders like a giant creature tasked with bringing curiosity and anxiety all at once. It nipped at him that he could feel so deeply for a place and yet feel so new to it almost as if a small bit of the memories that he had lost from his life were trying desperately to climb out of the dark pit and return him to himself. It was clawing at him, nagging him like a pest that couldn't be shaken off, the equivalent to a dog having fleas that bit and burrowed deeper, antagonizing their victim. For the life of him he loathed it, burning wonder mixed with that faintest of half memories welling up inside just shy of ripe for him to unlock and ascertain. \n\n\n\n\nOne thing was for certain, he had been in the uptown of this city before. It was familiar to him, a flicker of images in his mind that he saw only for the briefest time before another quickly surfaced to take it's place.\n\n\n\n\nPadding down the plank which wobbled slightly under him he opened his mouth to taste the morning air, identifying as many smells and odors as he could. Pavement, flowers, the ancient bit of grease and oil round the tracks, distant scents of human foods and somewhere nearby water.\n\n\n\n\nHe allowed himself a yawn before settling down to clean his pelt, smoothing down his fur and feeling for the first time since he could remember calm and excited to greet the new day. For the most part he'd dried out from being caught in the deluge of the previous night. Now he felt himself his tail flicking back and forth as his thoughts wandered a bit.\n\n\n\n\nA bird tweeted nearby perched on what looked to be some sort of small human building where at one time humans had conducted trains to and fro along their various routes. It was ramshackle, the abandoned monument a sad shadow of it's former self. Much like the boxcars the paint had began to peel and fade along the wood, nails and slivers poking out in odd angles where they had been chaffed or pulled. The place was a pitiful pincushion and in many ways it was a wonder to Denali why such old things somehow managed to survive for such long periods of time without being fixed, repaired or healed.\n\n\n\n\nWas life always so cruel?\n\n\n\n\nMaybe in part he felt like the station itself, abandoned with no reason to go on, no knowledge of how all of a sudden he was only a portion of whoever he once had been.\n\n\n\n\nHe sighed.\n\n\n\n\n\"I see you're already up Denali.\"\n\n\n\n\nSamantha's voice sounded from behind him. Without looking and from the strained resonance he could tell she was stretching out the kinks in her body.\n\n\n\n\n\"Are you still wet or have you finally dried off?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"I'm alright\" he replied not taking his eyes off of uptown. \"Was a little cold but I slept well enough.\"\n\n\n\n\nA quivering sound of the plank of wood bouncing slightly as she descended to the ground and then the light clinking of the rocks her paws as she neared him.\n\n\n\n\n\"Happy to hear that you did.\"\n\n\n\n\nTurning he managed to catch and hold her gaze as she sat beside him. A smile was peeking along the sides of her whiskers as she licked a paw and began grooming herself.\n\n\n\n\n\"So you going to make a habit of this?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"A habit of what?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"A habit of sleeping in this boxcar..? Not that I mind at all, I enjoy the company. It's just...do you plan to stay?\" she quarried.\n\n\n\n\n\"I might stay, it's nice in there\" he inclined his head back at the car. \"I in no way meant to barge in on your territory like that. It was just that I couldn't think of any other place close enough to shelter from the rain and....\n\n\n\n\n\"Hey no biggie\" she meowed casually waving it off with a non-chalant paw. \"I don't blame you in the least. Not a huge fan of rain myself. What drove you here though? I mean, out of all of the places in this city..why an old rickety rack train yard? There must be hundreds of other places that you could've ended up that would've provided more warmth and certainly more comfort.\"\n\n\n\n\nDenali tired to keep his pelt flat as he thought back to the pit-bull chasing him, glistening fangs, hungry eyes and stocky paws galloping after him.\n\n\n\n\n\"I was chased by a dog and only just managed to escape\" he said still not entirely managing to keep his voice from shaking slightly. \"This was just kinda where I ended up after falling into a fountain...well being pushed into it by Bernard.\"\n\n\n\n\nChuckling he add \"one bright point though was being able to eat some truly delicious food with some friends.\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Wait wait wait, you got pushed into a fountain\" Sam asked with a merowl of amusement? \"How did that happen?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"It's a long story Sam.\"\n\n\n\n\nMaking herself more comfortable she inclined her head waiting for him to continue.\n\n\n\n\nSo he launched into what he could remember, how he had woken up for the first time on the pier entered the park and found Bernard, been taken to the fountain and pushed in, how Venger had showed up and ended up becoming a friend who showed them the way to an alleyway full of food.\n\n\n\n\n\"Not all dogs are the kind you need to be careful of\" Sam commented at this pause in his narrative. \"Especially Venger.\"\n\n\n\n\nDenali flicked his tail in surprise.\n\n\n\n\n\"You know Venger?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Course I do Den\" she said winking at him. \"me and him go way back. Met him when I was a kitten and we've been buds ever since. Once in a while when I'm in the mood to be with my humans and no one else is around Venger'll drop in to visit me and talk. Once every while we'll go on a little food foraging in the city when we're both feeling up to it.\"\n\n\n\n\nHappy for the knowledge that his time with Venger hadn't been a fluke Denali resumed, explaining how they'd been attacked, how Venger had come to his rescue and how he had run and finally managed to escape by jumping the fence into the yard.\n\n\n\n\nShe listened with interest her eyes never leaving him until he finished. When he did the two sat in silence broken only by the sounds of things waking up around them. The sky was a duck egg blue with little to no clouds although the sun was still far from strong. \n\n\n\n\n\"So how did you end up burning yourself\" Sam asked solemnly?\n\n\n\n\n\"What?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"How did you get that burn on your chest?\"\n\n\n\n\nSo she had seen it. \n\n\n\n\nHe had known that he would at some point have to explain it to someone but he hadn't wanted to so soon. Perhaps though he could find some connection if he shared it with someone else. Maybe she knew something about uptown.\n\n\n\n\n\"I don't know how I managed to get this\" he meowed slowly lifting his forepaw to rest on the hidden mark. \"I must've had it for some time for the skin to have healed so well but aside from that... you know just as much about it as I do.\"\n\n\n\n\nAnother silence.\n\n\n\n\nHis ears pinned back against his head.\n\n\n\n\nHe wasn't sure that she believed him or not but before long she had stood up and started to pad out of the yard her tail high in the air in a self confident way. Without a word he fell into step behind her. Maybe she just need time to come to terms with it like he had.\n\n\n\n\nExiting the tracks they soon came to a bridge rising up over a slow and steady river that went along it's merry way at a content and calm pace skipping over the rocks and banks with a constant trickle. It was old stone underpaw, solid and sure and steadfast. Crossing brought a thrill to him although something else had drawn his attention.\n\n\n\n\nSamantha bore herself proudly leaving nothing to the imagination and he found himself memorized by the swaying of her body as she walked, the smooth fur under her tail, the space that indicated her genitals...a glimpse of darker pink. He shivered trying to turn his mind elsewhere. \n\n\n\n\nThey had only just met!\n\n\n\n\nStill...\n\n\n\n\nSwallowing he tried to avoid the delicious and devious thoughts that were swirling around in his mind. She was a very beautiful female he had to admit! On the one paw it was only natural that he should feel attracted to her. On the other what would she think of him ogling over her, admiring her in that way?\n\n\n\n\nI'd probably end up with a face full of her claws. Don't do anything or make an idiot out of yourself Denali! By the fur keep it together!\n\nIt was difficult to think of other things as they left the bridge behind but he made stoic attempts to contemplate questions that he would ask her about this place. They passed several houses that were as big as any he'd seen in the other areas of the city. However as they went on he noticed something that intrigued him.\n\n\n\n\nThe further into this part of the city they ventured the more gigantic the houses became. \n\n\n\n\nShops and stores were all in all much like the ones downtown, busy and bustling but the houses, all of them were built like one rising contest with the next being more impressive then the last.\n\n\n\n\nEven so it was more then easy enough to find quiet anywhere here. It was all around like a depression. Few if any cars traversed the roads, few people walked the sidewalks or did much of anything besides working at something as if they had forgotten their voices.\n\n\n\n\nDenali and Sam soon found a spot where the grass was even and a few trees provided shade. They had stopped in an island in the middle of one of the dark roads, the rise surrounded by hedge so that they were invisible but able to see out at what was going on around them. Hearing it was quite the shock when there were periods with no cars and then suddenly one that drove by and set their fur on edge.\n\n\n\n\nSam was different and no longer the serious cat he had talked with in the train yard. Her yellowish brown eyes were alight with excitement and a spirit of joy. Being where they were probably had something to do with it. He was just about to ask her about it when she leapt at him claws sheathed in a sign of play.\n\n\n\n\nThey batted at each other for a while tumbling through the grass as a few cars drove by, the engines sputtering or coughing as they geared up and shifted to move off. It was becoming more busy, traffic building and uptown becoming more alive as the two cats tussled around, hissing and yowling until Samantha sat atop him with an amused grin on her face.\n\n\n\n\n\"I win! Heh and you call yourself a tom! For shame!\"\n\n\n\n\nHe could tell she was joking and he grinned up at her impudently.\n\n\n\n\n\"What are you talking about? I let you win!\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Did not!\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Did too!\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Did not!\"\n\n\n\n\nHe paused for a moment his body going ridged. Was it just him or had her tail curled around his in an intimate gesture?\n\n\n\n\nIgnoring it for the moment he licked his whiskers his ears perked with the noise around them. This was in a way a very dangerous place.\n\n\n\n\nThe probability of a car veering and crashing into the island was small almost insignificant but that didn't mean on the off chance that it couldn't happen. Her tail was curling around his more intricately as his heart beat louder and harder in his chest.\n\n\n\n\nShe for her part looked down at him with an expression he couldn't read, lust, hunger, pity maybe or contempt? \n\n\n\n\nDid he dare make a move?\n\n\n\n\nSam was very close to him now and he could smell her scent around him as her paws came to rest on either side of his chest.\n\n\n\n\n\"Why don't we have some fun Denali\" she purred softly her breath tickling his fur. \"Why don't we thoroughly enjoy where we are\" here she paused and leaned forward to drag her tongue along the side of his face, \"and what we could 'do' .\"\n\n\n\n\nHe shuddered under her as he felt her slide her body along his arching her back so that he could feel her warmth along him. Curiously he half frowned at the unusual angle a bit confused.\n\n\n\n\n\"Shouldn't we...um...well, shouldn't I mount you\" he meowed? \"That is would you like me to...you're sure that you want to have me mate you?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"This is perfect right here. Have you ever tried it this way Denali?\"\n\n\n\n\nHe smiled leaning up and licking her face gently.\n\n\n\n\n\"Can't say that I have\" he mused bringing his forepaws around to hold her middle.\n\n\n\n\n\"Well then why not try it this way\" she meowed slyly sliding down and grunting as her folds enveloped him? \"Besides...ooh! Who says 'I' can't mate you?\"\n\n\n\n\nHe moaned slightly hissing and rocking himself further into her enjoying both the elation it brought him and the look of bliss spreading across Samantha's face. Purring and growling with each other they lay her on top and him beneath enjoying the sexual feelings engulfing them.\n\n\n\n\nHer entrance was tight and slick around him, wet and sticky with her excitement as well as stronger then he had anticipated!\n\n\n\n\nBlood roared in his veins and pounded in his ears as he felt himself rolling towards the edge as she road him hard and fast, the thrill of it all raging up until it was too much for him to hold back any longer. With a yowl he erupted his spikes fanning out inside of her and causing her to cry out as they raked across her tender passage now coated with his seed. \n\n\n\n\nThankfully she hadn't attacked him as most she-cats would, especially since this position offered him no escape.\n\n\n\n\nSam held all of the control as she relaxed her body along his and laid her head on his shoulder with a happy sigh. He bathed her ears with reassuring licks as they started at a slower pace this time, his hips rocking up in smooth gradual waves that brought shivers to her spine and made them both gasp in pleasure.\n\n\n\n\nIt was even better then before, their fluids mixed within her, covering both her twitching vulva and his cock in a mixture of white milky fluids and clear pungent ones that carried both of their scents. He began growling low in a steady stream of vocal groans feeling his body shake with another impending orgasm.\n\n\n\n\nSamantha for her part wasn't silent either, her smooth voice adorable and more then anything sexy as it overwhelmed his ears with her effeminate exclamations. Her tail hugged his almost as tightly as she clung to him, her claws digging into the fur along his neck and her hips rolled back and forth drawing him in and out of her. She yowled and convulsed around him, her cunt gripping him in with unbearable force until he let himself free for a second time deep within her body, cum leaking out down his sheath and balls as they enjoyed their shared climax together.\n\n\n\n\n\"MMmmmmmmmmmmmmorrrrrrrrroooooowwww!!!!\"\n\n\n\n\n\"Mmmmmmmmeeeeeeoooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!\"\n\n\n\n\nThey lay panting for a moment before she started up again teasing him with sliding his cock along her belly and spreading the mess along her inner coat. \n\n\n\n\n\"Oh Sam! Feels so...good! Must you do that?\"\n\n\n\n\n\"It really does!\"\n\n\n\n\nShe purred and gave him a mischievous smile as she coyly continued to rub him.\n\n\n\n\nJust when he thought he couldn't take it any longer she stopped and began grooming his face until he kissed her, their saliva mixing as they danced like writhing snakes perfectly matched and she came again and he smiled sheepishly. He reveled in bringing her to that point rubbing his tip against a point just inside of vulva where her passage sloped up and shivered the most. He relished her washing him with her intimate juices, thoroughly loved her scent and what they were able to do together, trusting the other completely in this moment even though they were strangers.\n\n\n\n\nAfter only a few more moments he came again blasting away and arching his back helplessly before laying his head back in the grass with an expression of strong afterglow written on his face.\n\n\n\n\nSliding off of him she smiled a mirror of how he felt, a goofy satisfied expression clear on her face and her bright eyes hazed with pleasure.\n\n\n\n\n\"That was wonderful!\" she said with sulterous hiss splaying herself out on her back, her limbs stretching out and her paw pads visible in the lazy afternoon light.\n\n\n\n\n\"I agree!\" he stammered still at a loss for breath. \n\n\n\n\nShe giggled flicking her tail along the green, sweeping over it in slow rhythm.\n\n\n\n\nSlowly standing he staggered a few steps over to where she lay looking down at her with a cunning smirk. He took in her questioning look, her ears laying back on her skull with uncertainty as she watched him. \n\n\n\n\nMaking his way to lay behind her hind legs he placed a paw on her stomach in a comforting way that showed her that he meant well and she nodded as they shared gazes and his eyes betrayed what he intended for her.\n\n\n\n\nHer legs spread as he bent his head arching his neck to bring his nose to her wet vulva still dripping and sloppy with his seed. It appealed to him more then he would've guessed. Flicking out his tongue he teased it along the lip of her earning a gasp. \n\n\n\n\nIt was music to his ears.\n\n\n\n\nExploring lower he found just below her tail, her ass winking with every burst of passion that hit her body.\n\n\n\n\nHope this doesn't cause her distaste!\n\nGathering his reserve he opened his muzzle and began delving into her while rubbing a digit of his paw inside of her cunt. She was writhing in pleasure, her body bobbing with each taste he took finding more and more that as distasteful as it might've seemed at first that he was beginning to enjoy her musky flavor as well as the wetness flowing over his nose as she spilled out under his stimulation. \n\n\n\n\n\"Den.....mmmmmm....Denali! Oh yeah!\"\n\n\n\n\nHe could tell that he was pushing her closer and closer towards that cliff again, close to the brink where there was no going back.\n\n\n\n\nWith a yell she came hard her hindpaws curling up over his head and her tail winding and thrashing out to one side under him. More of her juices covered his nose and before she could finish he swiftly lifted up focusing his attentions on her twitching wet sex. It was fantastic having so much control but even more so bringing her so much ecstasy that he could smell and taste and feel it rumbling through her. \n\n\n\n\nPurring she lay back drool running down her lips.\n\n\n\n\n\"Wow!\"\n\n\n\n\n\"You can say that again!\" he agreed laying down beside her.\n\n\n\n\nThey lay together like that enjoying the rest of the afternoon side by side. \n\n\n\n\nSoon Denali sat up and met her eyes with his, both of them conceding with an unspoken thought that they shared.\n\n\n\n\nThe remainder of the day was spent on the island in the middle of the road within the shelter of the bushes, the occasion yowl or hiss or moan announcing Denali and Samantha becoming more acquainted...", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The voice was muffled as if spoken behind something or in back of an object. Within a moment it was followed by a grating as if claws were being raked along the walls of the car, probably shredding the wooden exterior off in chunks and splinters. It traveled as he pinned back his ears in alarm.




"I'm Denali, I mean no harm whoever you are. I just am sheltering here until the rain lets up" he replied making an effort to keep from hissing.




One more thing to have to deal with...

"Sounds alright to me" the voice replied. "I really hope you don't mind company in there. It's pouring out here! Burr!"




"By all means" he meowed, " don't mind me. There seems to be plenty of room in here anyways."




So saying he was just in time to catch a glimpse of the cat in question as she padded in, light from the moon bathing her and bringing to light things about her so that he wasn't left in the dark with who he'd be spending the night with.




Her pelt clung to her body much like his thanks to the downpour. Most of her fur was a tawny brownish color aside from her back which was saddled with black, her ears, around her eyes and striking lines of fur that hemmed in her muzzle as well as uneven socks along her paws. Her underbelly was a lighter cream color, at the moment pressed against her skin, a long luxurious tail with two black rings followed winding around the tip. She was a shorthair of some type although unpampered.




It was apparent right away that this queen was wild, used to being on her own without humans. She was young and lean and there was something almost sassy about the way she carried herself.




Inquisitive amusement were the words he would've used to describe the look she gave him, her jaws closed tightly and her teeth gripping a mouse which he guessed she had captured not long ago.




"It's coming down pretty hard out there" she growled in annoyance facing away from him politely, shaking out her pelt and casting a smirk in his direction. "Looks like your still all wet pal...you have any plans to dry off?"




"I haven't really had the easiest time of things lately and right now I'm too tired to do much until morning" he groaned curling his back near the door and holding his tail over his nose.




"Fair enough" she replied in what sounded like a dejected tone. "May I at least know your name?"




"Denali" he muttered sleepily closing his eyes. "What's your name?"




"Denali, nice to meet you. I'm called Samantha though most just stick with Sam."




"Pleasure to meet you Sam..."




"Talk to you tomorrow Denali" she purred kindly.




He could hear her somewhere not far off settling down in the hay her tail making light scuffling sounds as he drifted off.




Salvaging the mouse had been a feat itself, navigating the city instead of the sparse bit of forest off to the South where she usually could catch a decent meal regardless of the beasts that roamed the hills as evening came. Sam had cornered the mouse along the outskirts, chasing it down an alleyway and cornering it behind a house, leaping and finishing it off with a bite to it's neck.




A trickle of blood coated her tongue, tempting her to eat there and then and afterwards make her way back to her temporary home in the boxcar. On the other paw looking up at the gathering cloud banks, flashes of lightening, nimbus edges darkening and the blue clear spaces growing fewer by the moment she finally opted to wait and finish off her catch after she had made it back to shelter where she could watch the rain instead of being caught out in it.




It became a race.




She could smell the tang of the coming storm, it washed over her glands in the roof of her mouth as she dashed along the pavement. Fortunately she had had the presence of mind to hunt in the uptown rather then downtown. Here it was easy to make her way about with few humans and even fewer things that hindered her on her travels. As opposed to the bustle and wild activity of downtown, uptown Sam was able to pass like a shadow, moving without being seen and if she was no one paid any heed to her.




First one drop fell, landing in the fur along the brim of one of her ears which she flicked absentmindedly continuing her track onward nearing the edge of the bridge. Just then it happened.




A steady downpour soon became a pounding rush of rain, spewing from the heavens as if the sky were spitting at her, amused at her attempts to make it back in time to beat it. Thunder crashed as she ran on annoyed as her paws slid on slick train tracks, little pebbles fining their way in-between her pads and toes. The station whizzed by in a flash of dull dark color that she could just make out in the dark. Night vision helped her as she gained ground and speed as she neared her destination, the carson red of her home visible ahead in it's lonely place beside it's siblings.




Gratitude lifted her spirits as she drew near it her claws skidding slightly on the rocks as she halted and prepared to make her way up the plank and into shelter.




However she was stopped short by a small sound, a wet scuffle of hay within the inside that caused her ears to twitch and her tail to stiffen, flicking to and fro in mild surprise.




So someone's decided to crash my pad have they? Oooh goody!

That was when she had decided to run her paws along the outside, her claws tracing the wood, sharp points digging in slightly in places and tearing away bits that curled before falling away. She knew to whoever was inside that her doing that would sound larger then it was, louder and terrifying...perhaps  enough to disorient the stranger.





  He had told her that his name was Denali and to her that sounded strange yet familiar, almost like one of the names that used to float around the uptown part of the city back when it was more alive and when she hadn't been able to traverse it as she did now, unfettered by crowds, feline and human alike.




It wasn't that she didn't enjoy meeting up with cats every once in a while, the random queen she could talk to and hunt with or the occasional tom to visit and if she felt in the mood, once every while the encounters turned toward more interesting and intimate things. Getting to know them on a more personal level intrigued her inner kitten. More then anything however she loved adventure, the thrill she felt being able to come and go as she pleased. Being in the wild fringes of the forest where she could spend hours on her own, exploring, broadening her knowledge of the world and running into the unexpected whenever it decided to meet her.




As the tom slept and she ate she reflected upon him thoughtfully, chewing and swallowing down the remains of her kill she licked her paws, running her tongue along the smooth pads of her paws.




Weariness wafted to her from his limbs along with a myriad of other scents, mud, water, traces of sand, and even fainter rich life, vitality and vigor much like something she remembered from before. In a place somewhere in the past she had been greeted with the same vibrance, the same hint of zest that she now felt.




Denali as he lay there reminded her of how the uptown used to be, old mansion ablaze with life, parties, a world that remained long gone.




Sam hadn't been close enough to any of it to be aware of what had happened, why all of a sudden all of the light and happiness and life had been brought to an abrupt halt in the old streets. Nowadays it was pretty much a tomb where she wandered about as she pleased. She loved it, the stillness, the deserted paths she could now traverse.




Yet sometimes she found herself missing how it had been, the one time she had paid a visit to Mirii when she was very young, lushous carpets, milk, comforts and more light then she had thought possible in one place.




Shaking her head at the thought she devoured the last of the rodent and licked her chops nose twitching with the echoes of taste still lingering.




Standing and stretching she glanced over at Denali ready to settle down and then she looked again curiosity brimming in her body.




Maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her, or maybe her nerves were on end after being out in the storm and she was seeing things. Inching closer she focused her gaze once more upon Denali.




In the spot of white fur where his neck broadened out into his chest was a slight swirl of fur, pummeled and still wet as it rose and fell with his breathing. She was just able to make out the faint yet deep impression there in his skin, a burn? Where would he have been and what had he been doing to acquire a mark like that?




Thankfully it was only visible if you were looking for it.




It wouldn't have meant much to her, stranger things had happened and she'd experienced weird occurrences, she was prepared for most things except that this wasn't just a regular ugly burn. It was intricate as if the tom had stood by while something had burned him on purpose, yet it couldn't have been to a high degree like fire. As for the shape she was at a loss for what it meant or even what it was.




Had it been this cats' choice to bear such a mark? Had it been done to him by someone else and had it been against his will or had he wanted it?




Without a doubt there was an air of mystery about him that attracted her and made her cautious all at once. Sam was undecided as to how to feel until she had gathered more about him and now was not the time for anything but sleep.




Perhaps morning would spread more light on things.




With a yawn she sank down in the hay a small ways from him and shut her eyes, welcoming much needed rest. Still wet hay stabbed at her harshly, poking her body here and there until she was able to flatten more with her tail where it was uneven or stuck out at odd angles.




After she was finally comfortable dreams came in a blur as for a time she left the world behind.





 

 

Black turned to silver which gradually gave way to a light milky yellow that spilled over the city and the old train yard, bleeding more color into each car and the sky above. It ricocheted along the rails, shining with growing fervor as the shadows melted away to be replaced by the thick blue haze of dawn.  




Denali raised up and stretched, angling down while his lower half arched up. Flicking his tail back and forth he yawned remembering the dream he had woken from moments before.




It had been quite vivid.




He'd been stocking through the undergrowth out in the wild, leaves crunching in the lengthened silence. The heartbeat of the small creature, it's squeak when he'd impaled it with his claws and then.....pale sunlight and the smell of partially wet hay. It was faint light that radiated in, shafting through into the train car, faint moats falling towards his nose as he looked outside.




From this point he could see the other half of the city that he hadn't explored yet, shrouded in the same blue light everywhere. It felt like he was looking into a different world when his eyes scanned those streets off in the distance, eerily tranquil even at such an early hour. Hardly a sound drifted to his ears from that direction, it bore that heavy stillness when he focused his senses on it that bore down and weighed upon his shoulders like a giant creature tasked with bringing curiosity and anxiety all at once. It nipped at him that he could feel so deeply for a place and yet feel so new to it almost as if a small bit of the memories that  he had lost from his life were trying desperately to climb out of the dark pit and return him to himself. It was clawing at him, nagging him like a pest that couldn't be shaken off, the equivalent to a dog having fleas that bit and burrowed deeper, antagonizing their victim. For the life of him he loathed it, burning wonder mixed with that faintest of half memories welling up inside just shy of ripe for him to unlock and ascertain.  




One thing was for certain, he had been in the uptown of this city before. It was familiar to him, a flicker of images in his mind that he saw only for the briefest time before another quickly surfaced to take it's place.




Padding down the plank which wobbled slightly under him he opened his mouth  to taste the morning air, identifying as many smells and odors as he could. Pavement, flowers, the ancient bit of grease and oil round the tracks, distant scents of human foods and somewhere nearby water.




He allowed himself a yawn before settling down to clean his pelt, smoothing down his fur and feeling for the first time since he could remember calm and excited to greet the new day. For the most part he'd dried out from being caught in the deluge of the previous night. Now he felt himself his tail flicking back and forth as his thoughts wandered a bit.




A bird tweeted nearby perched on what looked to be some sort of small human building where at one time humans had conducted trains to and fro along their various routes. It was ramshackle, the abandoned monument a sad shadow of it's former self. Much like the boxcars the paint had began to peel and fade along the wood, nails and slivers poking out in odd angles where they had been chaffed or pulled. The place was a pitiful pincushion and in many ways it was a wonder to Denali why such old things somehow managed to survive for such long periods of time without being fixed, repaired or healed.




Was life always so cruel?




Maybe in part he felt like the station itself, abandoned with no reason to go on, no knowledge of how all of a sudden he was only a portion of whoever he once had been.




He sighed.




"I see you're already up Denali."




Samantha's voice sounded from behind him. Without looking and from the strained resonance he could tell she was stretching out the kinks in her body.




"Are you still wet or have you finally dried off?"




"I'm alright" he replied not taking his eyes off of uptown. "Was a little cold but I slept well enough."




A quivering sound of the plank of wood bouncing slightly as she descended to the ground and then the light clinking of the rocks her paws as she neared him.




"Happy to hear that you did."




Turning he managed to catch and hold her gaze as she sat beside him. A smile was peeking along the sides of her whiskers as she licked a paw and began grooming herself.




"So you going to make a habit of this?"




"A habit of what?"




"A habit of sleeping in this boxcar..? Not that I mind at all, I enjoy the company. It's just...do you plan to stay?" she quarried.




"I might stay, it's nice in there" he inclined his head back at the car. "I in no way meant to barge in on your territory like that. It was just that I couldn't think of any other place close enough to shelter from the rain and....




"Hey no biggie" she meowed casually waving it off with a non-chalant paw. "I don't blame you in the least. Not a huge fan of rain myself. What drove you here though? I mean, out of all of the places in this city..why an old rickety rack train yard? There must be hundreds of other places that you could've ended up that would've provided more warmth and certainly more comfort."




Denali tired to keep his pelt flat as he thought back to the pit-bull chasing him, glistening fangs, hungry eyes and stocky paws galloping after him.




"I was chased by a dog and only just managed to escape" he said still not entirely managing to keep his voice from shaking slightly. "This was just kinda where I ended up after falling into a fountain...well being pushed into it by Bernard."




Chuckling he add "one bright point though was being able to eat some truly delicious food with some friends."




"Wait wait wait, you got pushed into a fountain" Sam asked with a merowl of amusement? "How did that happen?"




"It's a long story Sam."




Making herself more comfortable she inclined her head waiting for him to continue.




So he launched into what he could remember, how he had woken up for the first time on the pier entered the park and found Bernard, been taken to the fountain and pushed in, how Venger had showed up and ended up becoming a friend who showed them the way to an alleyway full of food.




"Not all dogs are the kind you need to be careful of" Sam commented at this pause in his narrative. "Especially Venger."




Denali flicked his tail in surprise.




"You know Venger?"




"Course I do Den" she said winking at him. "me and him go way back. Met him when I was a kitten and we've been buds ever since. Once in a while when I'm in the mood to be with my humans and no one else is around Venger'll drop in to visit me and talk. Once every while we'll go on a little food foraging in the city when we're both feeling up to it."




Happy for the knowledge that his time with Venger hadn't been a fluke Denali resumed, explaining how they'd been attacked, how Venger had come to his rescue and how he had run and finally managed to escape by jumping the fence into the yard.




She listened with interest her eyes never leaving him until he finished. When he did the two sat in silence broken only by the sounds of things waking up around them. The sky was a duck egg blue with little to no clouds although the sun was still far from strong.




"So how did you end up burning yourself" Sam asked solemnly?




"What?"




"How did you get that burn on your chest?"




So she had seen it.




He had known that he would at some point have to explain it to someone but he hadn't wanted to so soon. Perhaps though he could find some connection if he shared it with someone else. Maybe she knew something about uptown.




"I don't know how I managed to get this" he meowed slowly lifting his forepaw to rest on the hidden mark. "I must've had it for some time for the skin to have healed so well but aside from that... you know just as much about it as I do."




Another silence.




His ears pinned back against his head.




He wasn't sure that she believed him or not but before long she had stood up and started to pad out of the yard her tail high in the air in a self confident way. Without a word he fell into step behind her. Maybe she just need time to come to terms with it like he had.




Exiting the tracks they soon came to a bridge rising up over a slow and steady river that went along it's merry way at a content and calm pace skipping over the rocks and banks with a constant trickle. It was old stone underpaw, solid and sure and steadfast. Crossing brought a thrill to him although something else had drawn his attention.




Samantha bore herself proudly leaving nothing to the imagination and he found himself memorized by the swaying of her body as she walked, the smooth fur under her tail, the space that indicated her genitals...a glimpse of darker pink. He shivered trying to turn his mind elsewhere.




They had only just met!




Still...




Swallowing he tried to avoid the delicious and devious thoughts that were swirling around in his mind. She was a very beautiful female he had to admit! On the one paw it was only natural that he should feel attracted to her. On the other what would she think of him ogling over her, admiring her in that way?




I'd probably end up with a face full of her claws. Don't do anything or make an idiot out of yourself Denali! By the fur keep it together!

It was difficult to think of other things as they left the bridge behind but he made stoic attempts to contemplate questions that he would ask her about this place. They passed several houses that were as big as any he'd seen in the other areas of the city. However as they went on he noticed something that intrigued him.




The further into this part of the city they ventured the more gigantic the houses became.




Shops and stores were all in all much like the ones downtown, busy and bustling but the houses, all of them were built like one rising contest with the next being more impressive then the last.




Even so it was more then easy enough to find quiet anywhere here. It was all around like a depression. Few if any cars traversed the roads, few people walked the sidewalks or did much of anything besides working at something as if they had forgotten their voices.




Denali and Sam soon found a spot where the grass was even and a few trees provided shade. They had stopped in an island in the middle of one of the dark roads, the rise surrounded by hedge so that they were invisible but able to see out at what was going on around them. Hearing it was quite the shock when there were periods with no cars and then suddenly one that drove by and set their fur on edge.




Sam was different and no longer the serious cat he had talked with in the train yard. Her yellowish brown eyes were alight with excitement and a spirit of joy. Being where they were probably had something to do with it. He was just about to ask her about it when she leapt at him claws sheathed in a sign of play.




They batted at each other for a while tumbling through the grass as a few cars drove by, the engines sputtering or coughing as they geared up and shifted to move off. It was becoming more busy, traffic building and uptown becoming more alive as the two cats tussled around, hissing and yowling until Samantha sat atop him with an amused grin on her face.




"I win! Heh and you call yourself a tom! For shame!"




He could tell she was joking and he grinned up at her impudently.




"What are you talking about? I let you win!"




"Did not!"




"Did too!"




"Did not!"




He paused for a moment his body going ridged. Was it just him or had her tail curled around his in an intimate gesture?




Ignoring it for the moment he licked his whiskers his ears perked with the noise around them. This was in a way a very dangerous place.




The probability of a car veering and crashing into the island was small almost insignificant but that didn't mean on the off chance that it couldn't happen. Her tail was curling around his more intricately as his heart beat louder and harder in his chest.




She for her part looked down at him with an expression he couldn't read, lust, hunger, pity maybe or contempt?




Did he dare make a move?




Sam was very close to him now and he could smell her scent around him as her paws came to rest on either side of his chest.




"Why don't we have some fun Denali" she purred softly her breath tickling his fur. "Why don't we thoroughly enjoy where we are" here she paused and leaned forward to drag her tongue along the side of his face, "and what we could 'do' ."




He shuddered under her as he felt her slide her body along his arching her back so that he could feel her warmth along him. Curiously he half frowned at the unusual angle a bit confused.




"Shouldn't we...um...well, shouldn't I mount you" he meowed? "That is would you like me to...you're sure that you want to have me mate you?"




"This is perfect right here. Have you ever tried it this way Denali?"




He smiled leaning up and licking her face gently.




"Can't say that I have" he mused bringing his forepaws around to hold her middle.




"Well then why not try it this way" she meowed slyly sliding down and grunting as her folds enveloped him? "Besides...ooh! Who says 'I' can't mate you?"




He moaned slightly hissing and rocking himself further into her enjoying both the elation it brought him and the look of bliss spreading across Samantha's face. Purring and growling with each other they lay her on top and him beneath enjoying the sexual feelings engulfing them.




Her entrance was tight and slick around him, wet and sticky with her excitement as well as stronger then he had anticipated!




Blood roared in his veins and pounded in his ears as he felt himself rolling towards the edge as she road him hard and fast, the thrill of it all raging up until it was too much for him to hold back any longer. With a yowl he erupted his spikes fanning out inside of her and causing her to cry out as they raked across her tender passage now coated with his seed.




Thankfully she hadn't attacked him as most she-cats would, especially since this position offered him no escape.




Sam held all of the control as she relaxed her body along his and laid her head on his shoulder with a happy sigh. He bathed her ears with reassuring licks as they started at a slower pace this time, his hips rocking up in smooth gradual waves that brought shivers to her spine and made them both gasp in pleasure.




It was even better then before, their fluids mixed within her, covering both her twitching vulva and his cock in a mixture of white milky fluids and clear pungent ones that carried both of their scents. He began growling low in a steady stream of vocal groans feeling his body shake with another impending orgasm.




Samantha for her part wasn't silent either, her smooth voice adorable and more then anything sexy as it overwhelmed his ears with her effeminate exclamations. Her tail hugged his almost as tightly as she clung to him, her claws digging into the fur along his neck and her hips rolled back and forth drawing him in and out of her. She yowled and convulsed around him, her cunt gripping him in with unbearable force until he let himself free for a second time deep within her body, cum leaking out down his sheath and balls as they enjoyed their shared climax together.




"MMmmmmmmmmmmmmorrrrrrrrroooooowwww!!!!"




"Mmmmmmmmeeeeeeoooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!"




They lay panting for a moment before she started up again teasing him with sliding his cock along her belly and spreading the mess along her inner coat.




"Oh Sam! Feels so...good! Must you do that?"




"It really does!"




She purred and gave him a mischievous smile as she coyly continued to rub him.




Just when he thought he couldn't take it any longer she stopped and began grooming his face until he kissed her, their saliva mixing as they danced like writhing snakes perfectly matched and she came again and he smiled sheepishly. He reveled in bringing her to that point rubbing his tip against a point just inside of vulva where her passage sloped up and shivered the most. He relished her washing him with her intimate juices, thoroughly loved her scent and what they were able to do together, trusting the other completely in this moment even though they were strangers.




After only a few more moments he came again blasting away and arching his back helplessly before laying his head back in the grass with an expression of strong afterglow written on his face.




Sliding off of him she smiled a mirror of how he felt, a goofy satisfied expression clear on her face and her bright eyes hazed with pleasure.




"That was wonderful!" she said with sulterous hiss splaying herself out on her back, her limbs stretching out and her paw pads visible in the lazy afternoon light.




"I agree!" he stammered still at a loss for breath.




She giggled flicking her tail along the green, sweeping over it in slow rhythm.




Slowly standing he staggered a few steps over to where she lay looking down at her with a cunning smirk. He took in her questioning look, her ears laying back on her skull with uncertainty as she watched him.




Making his way to lay behind her hind legs he placed a paw on her stomach in a comforting way that showed her that he meant well and she nodded as they shared gazes and his eyes betrayed what he intended for her.




Her legs spread as he bent his head arching his neck to bring his nose to her wet vulva still dripping and sloppy with his seed. It appealed to him more then he would've guessed. Flicking out his tongue he teased it along the lip of her earning a gasp.




It was music to his ears.




Exploring lower he found just below her tail, her ass winking with every burst of passion that hit her body.




Hope this doesn't cause her distaste!

Gathering his reserve he opened his muzzle and began delving into her while rubbing a digit of his paw inside of her cunt. She was writhing in pleasure, her body bobbing with each taste he took finding more and more that as distasteful as it might've seemed at first that he was beginning to enjoy her musky flavor as well as the wetness flowing over his nose as she spilled out under his stimulation.




"Den.....mmmmmm....Denali! Oh yeah!"




He could tell that he was pushing her closer and closer towards that cliff again, close to the brink where there was no going back.




With a yell she came hard her hindpaws curling up over his head and her tail winding and thrashing out to one side under him. More of her juices covered his nose and before she could finish he swiftly lifted up focusing his attentions on her twitching wet sex. It was fantastic having so much control but even more so bringing her so much ecstasy that he could smell and taste and feel it rumbling through her.




Purring she lay back drool running down her lips.




"Wow!"




"You can say that again!" he agreed laying down beside her.




They lay together like that enjoying the rest of the afternoon side by side.




Soon Denali sat up and met her eyes with his, both of them conceding with an unspoken thought that they shared.




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