Fire and Ice:
The story of John and Fayte
By JJN

	"John Wolfen."
A loud commanding voice thundered. Out of the darkness walked the black hooded wolf, he pulled back his hood revealing his long white hair. His fur was light blue. He looked up to the faceless voice.
"For killing an instructor and the use of an unknown spell you are here-by exiled from the Mage School. What do you have to say for yourself?"
John's ears flattened, he had nothing to say. He had slacked off in his studies and messed up a spell killing the Ice instructor. But he didnt know what spell turned him into a light blue furred wolf. Another voice spoke, it was angry but feminine,
"You are to be released into the woods, dont try to come back here. Guards."
Two spell guards came from behind John. They were clad in heavy plate armor. One grabbed John by right arm while the other grabbed his left. They walked him out of the chamber, down the main school area. He was to be shown to the students, branded as a murderer. Some of the student, John's friends, were sad to see him go. But the rest booed him and spit at his feet. The wolf and the guards got to the main gate and it opened. John was literally thrown out into the snow. One guard turned as the other went back in, he tossed John a dagger,
"Kill yourself before the wilds take you."
The guard walked back in as the gate closed. John stood there a moment, pulled his hood up then walked into the snow covered forest.

	About three days on his own, John was a wreck. He was going to be dead soon as he roamed the country side. The wolf only knew some basic survival things but not enough to live on his own. The light blue wolf was clad in a black robe, his hood was up and he was laying under a tree. Dawn broke as he tried to wake up on the fourth day, John hadn't eaten in about two days. He was weakened, just laying there.
	Not to far from where John, was a leather clad, orange furried wolf. She was walking down the road wearing a black leather corset, a right black leather glove, and black leather pants with black boots. Her hair was black with blue tips. Her ears perked up when she heard a groan in the under brush. The orange wolf went for her whip, thinking that it was noisey bandits. She croutched down and slowly went off the path to find if anyone was following her.
	John groaned, he didnt mean to. Didnt want to attract any thieves. He lifted his head up to see the bushes ruffeling. John held up his paw,
"Im not going down without a fight!"
His voice was weak and shakey. There came a chuckle from the bushes.
"Come out!"
Out of the bushes came a beautiful orange furred wolf. She had a whip in her hand as she gingerly walked out.
"Calm down, Im not here to hurt you."
John was having a hard time keeping his head up he was that weak. His hand fell to the side. The orange wolf came closer and knelt down next to John. She went through her pack and pulled out some bread. John looked into her eyes, his golden eyes met with her purple ones. She brought the bread up to his mouth and John took a bite. Energy flowed through him and he continued to eat the bread until it was all gone.
"Hungry fella arent you?"
John blinked then cleared his throat,
"Thank you, my names John Wolfen. I was a mage at the mage school."
The orange wolf nodded,
"My names Fayte de la Rosa..."
She paused for a moment, originally she was there to rob him, the thought had gone through her mind but something about this light blue wolf made her think twice about it. She helped the wolf up.
"So John, where are you heading?"
"No where, I dont have a place."
Fayte smiled,
"Come with me, I could always use a magic user."
John's tail waged from under his robe.
"Lets get you some real food first."
She began to walk back to the path, John followed her.

	About two years went by, Fayte and John worked as bounty hunters. With his part of the gold John would buy some spell books and learn new spells. Fayte would gamble most of hers away.
	John stood outside the gambling hall, he had his nose in his new spell book. The orange furred wolf kicked the doors to the hall open and stormed out.
"Bunch of cheating bastards!"
There seemed to be fire in her eyes, the light blue wolf looked up from his book and grinned. It really was fire in her eyes. John had learned that Fayte was a fire user, she knew simple spells like being about to infuse her whip with fire. John put his book into his pack and walked over to Fayte. She must have lost all her money again. He put his paw on her shoulder, giving her a cold shoulder and cooling her down slightly.
"Maybe you should stop gambling?"
Fayte snarled then spit, she growled slightly as she looked at John. Her anger melted away.
"Did you check the bounty board?"
John blinked, after he had gone to the spell shop he stopped by the bounty board again, being with Fayte this long he knew to get another job asap. The light blue wolf pulled out a wanted poster. He showed it to the orange wolf; it was a picture of a grey jackal with one eye, what looked like a bite mark on its ear and scars all over its face.
"The warden of this town gave me this, said this guy's been robbing caravans and targeting people on the roads. He's dangerous but I'm sure we can take him."
Fayte grinned and patted John on the head, she took the poster and looked at it.
"Yeah this one."
	The two set out while the sun was setting. The twilight began to flow over the countryside as the two wolves ventured out for their bounty. From the information John managed to rather from the bar in town, the jackal's name was Ra'Ar. There was two survivors from a caravan raid Ra'Ar had done. They claimed that he moved like a black wind, that he was able to rip apart the caravan guards in seconds. John shrugged off the stories, fear makes you see different things.
"We are getting close to one of the main area's this Ra'Ar guy hits. Be on the look out."
The two heard something comming and jumped into the bushes near by. It was a caravan,
"Perfect bait."
Fayte whispered. John began to glance over his spells one last time before the fighting started,
"I've got a good spell to try."
"Hope it works."
Fayte gave John a playful nudge, the light blue wolf chuckled and put the book away as the caravan rolled by. Not to far from the last carriage was a black blur of bandits, the same group that was run by Ra'Ar. A survivor had said they were like a black wind, that is what this looked like in a way. John and Fayte watched as the bandits robbed the carriage. The two wolves were waiting for Ra'Ar to appear.
	John's ears twitched as he heard a twig snap from behind them. He got up and spun around, his hands glowing blue ready to attack but as he turned to face his foe he was punched in the face. The light blue wolf was out with one punch. Fayte saw John on the ground next to her and she grabbed for her whip.
"Don't think about it wolfie."
Fayte looked up to see the tip of a sword pointed at her head.
"I dont want to have to hurt that pretty little face of yours."
The one holding the sword was Ra'Ar, the black jackel. He grinned showing his sharp teeth. Fayte snarled and put her hands up.
"Thats a good girl, pick up your mage friend there and come out of the bushes."
Ra'Ar's voice was deep with a hint of an accent, Fayte couldn't figure which accent. She heaved John over her shoulders and walked out of the bushes with the jackal looming over her with his sword. Now that she got a better look at him he was ripped, wasn't wearing much, leather straps and cloth ripped pants. His muscles were huge.
"Lookie what I found in the bushes mates."
Ra'Ar's group turned from there looting and laughed. They knew what he was going to do to the female. The rest of the caravan had rode off but the bandits had enough with the one carage they got.
"Pack everything up, we are heading back to camp."
Ra'Ar put his sword on his back, Fayte thought she had a chance to strike now and she turned around but got back handed by the jackal. Fayte was out as well.

	Fayte woke up first in a cage. She jumped up, it was a big enough cage for her to move around. The orange wolf growled as she grabbed the bars. Her hands glowed bright orange as the bars began to melt. She made a big enough hole to crawl out. There was no guards near her as she got out. Her whip wasn't locked away it was just sitting on a chair. She grabbed her whip and turned. She was face to face with a knoll. He opened his mouth but the orange wolf was faster and grabbed his muzzle clamping his mouth shut, then her hands glowed again melting the knolls muzzle and face boiling his brain. The beast fell to the ground. Fayte grunted and readied her whip, fire ignited the whip and she flicked her wrist snapping it. The wolf gave a grin as she slowly walked out into the camp.
	It was about evening, the sun was setting and twilight hadn't consumed the land yet. Fayte walked out like she owned the place then she stopped as she heard Ra'Ar's voice,
"So you got out? Your a fire user?"
"I wonder what gave it away."
Fayte cracked her whip when she finished her sentence. The black jackel got up from his throne and walked out into the arena looking area, he stomped as he entered. Ra'Ar got his sword out and got into a stance.
"I'm going to dominate you in two ways."
The wolf brushed her hair from her eyes. Ra'Ar let out a battle cry and charged at Fayte, the sudden attack startled the wolf but she regained in time to dodge his charge. They were back to back for a split second and Fayte spun faster as she was smaller, her fire whip lashed deep into the unprotected back of the jackal. Ra'Ar didn't even flinch as he slowly turned bringing down a mighty strike with his sword, Fayte dodged again as the sword slammed into the ground making a puff of dust. Ra'Ar grunted as he pulled up his sword out of the ground, he swiped it horizontally, Fayte ducked and snapped her whip upwards. It wrapped around the jackal's neck and Ra'Ar froze. Fayte grinned,
"One yank of my hand and your head pops off. Come with me my little bounty."
Ra'Ar looked into Fayte's eyes and he laughed. He grabbed the whip, the fire lapping at his hand. He pulled the whip from Fayte's grasp, the fire went out and he tossed the weapon to one of his minions. He looked down at the orange wolf who had shock on her face.
"What's the matter dear? Where's all that fire?"
Fayte put her hands up and was about to cast a spell when Ra'Ar grabbed her hands and yanked them up, a fire ball blasted from her hands and went straight up into the air. Ra'Ar pulled her close, he mumbled something and then forced a kiss then his long slimy tongue went into her mouth and slightly down her throat. Fayte screwed her eyes shut and struggled, she kicked as hard as she could at his legs. Ra'Ar ended the kiss, one of his minions snuck up behind Fayte and locked her in a collar with a short chain attached to it. The jackal tossed Fayte down. The orange wolf scrambled up and put a hand out, the hand glowed then faded.
"Confused on why your spells don't work?"
Fayte narrowed her eyes at Ra'Ar.
"That kiss, my tongue down your throat. It was a silence spell. It lasts a long long long time."
Fayte spit then turned and started to run, Ra'Ar grabbed the chain just in time and Fayte gagged as she was lifted off her feet and slammed back first onto the ground. The wind knocked out of her, she lay on the ground looking up, then slowly pulled back to the jackal. He was looked down at her and licking his lips,
"I told you I would dominate you in two ways, that was way one."

	John woke up, he was hanging from a tree, his hands tied up as he dangled over the dirt which was about 5 feet below him. He looked around for Fayte but he couldn't find her. The glow of torches around the camp gave off enough light.
"Hey everyone the light blue bitch is awake."
A coyote yelled. Out of the darkness came the muscular Ra'Ar. He stepped into the light, he pulled on a chain and out came Fayte with a collar around her neck. John struggled but only managed to sway back and forth.
"Hee hee look boss I think the mage is pissed."
Ra'Ar grinned and pulled Fayte close to him, he forced another kiss onto her and she struggled, feeling his tongue in her mouth. The jackal ended the kiss and nodded to the coyote to cut down the mage. The minion nodded back and took out his sword, cutting the rope that held up the wolf. John fell to the ground with a thud. He couldn't get up himself so he just lay in the dirt. A rat came over and grabbed John by his long white hair and pulled him to his knees.
"Everyone gets to watch and enjoy a nice show."
Ra'Ar laughed as he pulled the chain again, making Fayte stumble forward. He grinned as he took his sword and ran the cold steel against Fayte's warm body, the orange wolf shivered. The sword cut the leather corset, letting Fayte's breasts come out.
"Mmm those look tasty."
Ra'Ar licked his lips and moved his head down to Fayte's right nipple, he gave a long lick. Fayte struggled and tenced up but her nipples got hard from the wet licking. Her body was giving in but her mind wasn't. The jackal grabbed violently at Fayte's crotch, pulling hard and ripping her leather pants open. Her scent filled Ra'Ar's nose.
"Mmm sweet smelling."
"Fayte!"
John screamed out, he was trying his hardest to break out. The coyote behind John was laughing as he watched the poor light blue wolf struggle. The black jackel eyed John and grinned. He licked Fayte's cheek and she cringed as she felt his soft tongue run up her cheek. He licked to her ear then whispered,
"Your boyfriend dosen't seem to like what I'm doing to you. Wonder what he will try to do when I put this in you."
Ra'Ar had undone his pants and his throbbing dark blue cock was out, pressing against Fayte's thigh, matting her fur with his precum. Ra'Ar moved Fayte to the front of him and pressed his cock hard against her vagina. The orange wolf screwed her eyes shut, tightening herself up as best as she could. She could feel the head of his cock, it was about 3 inches thick. Fayte let out a cry,
"John! Help!"
Ra'Ar licked Fayte's neck,
"Mmmm yes bitch, cry to your mate. Rrr"
	A blue fire burned deep in John as he was forced to watch his partner be violated. Deep down John had feeling for Fayte, dare he say, he loved her. When she called out for him to help her thats when he lost it.
"FAAAAAAYTE!"
His cry echoed in the camp and around him a frost began to form. It spread fast, instantly freezing anything it touched. The frost engulfed the camp in mere seconds.
	Ra'Ar looked up as John screamed out and he saw what seemed like a wave of frost sweeping over the area, seeing his minions frozen instantly. The jackel cocked his brow as the frost crept up his legs then before he can react he was encased.
	Fayte watched John as he screamed, then the frost nova that took over the camp. She was still in the jackels arms when the frost took him. It flowed over her as well but didnt kill her. She was frozen but still alive.
	John had blacked out for a moment. He opened his eyes and looked around. It was like winter had hit the camp, hard. His binds snapped and he stood up. He turned to the coyote that was frozen in the ice behind him. John grunted and kicked it over, shattering the mammal. He glanced over the camp then realized Fayte was still in Ra'Ar's grasp. He rushed over to the throne. The black jackal was frozen, he was holding Fayte over his cock and was about to penetrate her. Frozen forever. John fell to his knees,
"What did I do?"
He started to cry. Then the ice around the orange wolf began to melt, the chain around her neck shattered as the wolf was released from the ice. She barely missed the frozen jackal's icy cock as she landed in front of John. She was wet and cold.
"John?"
The light blue wolf sniffled and looked, he smiled and wiped the tears away.
"You're ok?"
He hugged the wet wolf tightly, Fayte returned the hug.
"John what was that? What did you do?"
John pulled away from the hug and shrugged, he didn't know what he had done. What was this power he unleashed?
"That was amazing."
Fayte smiled. She stood up and looked at the frozen Ra'Ar. She pressed her hand to his neck, it glowed but faded, she was still silenced. Fayte grumbled,
"John can you get his head. We need proof that we dealt with him."
Fayte walked away from the throne to find some clothes. John blinked then got a dagger from a nearby bandit. He began to chisel the head off.

	John and Fayte came back into town with a burlap sack, giving it to the village warden. Fayte tossed it to the raccoon, 
"You will not have anymore problems with Ra'Ar the black, not even his minions."
She grinned and John lowered his hood over his face. The warden raccoon opened the sack to find Ra'Ar's head, thawed out and kinda bloated.
"Wow good work you two, here's the reward and a bonus for taking out his crew."
The raccoon pulled out two sacks of gold, 500 pieces in each sack. Fayte grabbed both and tossed one to John. The mage caught it and put it in his pack. He walked out of the warden's office first, Fayte followed behind him. It was about midnight when they had finished up. John and Fayte were both really tired, John more so after his little stunt. They came to an inn,
"Lets sleep here, a nice warm bed."
John dragged his feet, Fayte went into the inn first and was greeted by a female cow who was behind the counter. She had a very cheerful voice,
"Hello, two rooms?"
John was about to speak but Fayte did first,
"One with a big bed."
She smiled and hugged John. When she hugged him he was cold to the touch. He wasnt like this before. She moved back slightly but kept her smile.
"One room with a big bed, thats going to be 100 gold please."
Fayte paid, John cocked his brow. Fayte usually never paid.
"The room is up the stairs and its the last door on the right, have a good night you two."
The cow gave a grin then a wink as John and Fayte went to their room.	
	Fayte unlocked the door and swung it open. She plopped onto the bed and lay there. John walked in and closed the door, locking it. He pulled his hood back to let out his long white hair. The orange wolf looked at John and smiled she sat up and patted the area next to her,
"Sit with me John."
John blinked then nodded and walked to the bed then sat next to Fayte. She rested her head on his shoulder, a shiver ran up her spine. He was still cold to the touch.
"John, why are you so cold?"
In all the time they were together, John had never told Fayte why he was kicked out of the Mage school. He let out a sigh, which was a puff of cold air. He didn't even know why, he didn't even realize his body was cold.
"What do you mean?"
"You can't feel it?"
John was confused, but he did notice the puff of cold air when he sighed.
"I feel fine, room temperature." 
Fayte shrugged,
"Maybe he will warm up."
Fayte began to nuzzle into John's neck, wrapping her arms around him.
"Thank you for saving me John."
She whispered into his ear. John gulped then closed his eyes. He wanted this but was scared, he was a virgin after all. The orange wolf ran her hands down his belly then to his crotch. She brushed over John's already hard cock and she giggled,
"Someones happy to see me."
John blushed as Fayte's face came up to his. He moved forward and his nose touched hers then the light blue wolf kissed Fayte. Fayte kissed him back and let his tongue slide into her muzzle. She moaned feeling his tongue in her mouth, it was icy, but with the warmth from her mouth it wasnt going to freeze her. Fayte continued the kiss as her hands undid the mage's robes, she put her hand in and gently grabbed John's cock. She stroked it, it was about 8 in a half inches long and 2 inches wide. The orange wolf ended the kiss, pulling back and getting off the bed. John sat there with his robe open. He took the rest of it off and put it aside.
	Fayte began to undress, she had found some leather armor and cloth pants at the bandit camp. She undid the leather armor and tossed it aside, her breast jiggled out and her nipples hardened. John watched as Fayte began to slip the cloth pants off, she kicked the pants to the side and stood before John. Orange fur and a white chest area, the white ended up near the bottom of her neck and started over her vagina. She smiled at John,
"Like what you see?"
John smiled back,
"Of cource."
The orange wolf licked her lips and walked toward John, pushing him down on the bed. The light blue wolf whimpered. Fayte's ear twitched,
"What's wrong lover?"
"Fayte, I'm a virgin."
He blushed slightly and looked away, Fayte smiled and lent down moving his face to hers. She licked his nose.
"I'll take care of you sweetie."
John brightened up and Fayte crawled on top of him, her sex was wet as she pressed the lips against his ice colored cock. She shivered as the cold prick touched her outer lips, luckily she was wet enough for him not to stick to her. She positioned herself over his cock looked down at the wolf then slowly began to lower herself on his cock. John quivered and groaned feeling his cock sink into his mate's warm pussy. She got all of the mage's cock into her, she shivered and wrapped her arms around herself, she needed to ride him so she wouldn't get cold. Fayte grunted and pulled herself up until the head of his pointed canine cock touched her clit,
"Ahhhaa."
The thief let out a cry then dropped herself onto his cock, bottoming out. John flinched then moved his hands to her waist. Fayte looked down to John then started to ride his cock at a semi steady pace. The coldness of John's cock faded after a while. John had his eyes closed and this cute look on his fast, Fayte grunted and moaned loudly as she sped up. John growled as his knot began to swell up, Fayte felt it and shivered as she pulled herself up then slammed down getting the icy knot into her, she threw her head back and howled as she hit her climax. The light blue wolf huffed and growled, digging his claws into her waist and humping up into Fayte slightly until a freezing chill ran through Fayte's body. It was inside her and it began to freeze her insides. She wrapped her arms around herself again to try to keep herself warm, squeezing her breasts together,
"Haaa John..."
John held Fayte down as he continued to cum, filling her up with liquid frost. Fayte blushed and she let out a breath, it was a puff of cold air. John saw her breath out and he could swear he saw the huff of cold air look like a heart. Fayte began to shiver uncontrollably. John's orgasm subsided and the light blue wolf began to rub his hands at her sides to try his best to keep her warm.
"J J J John. Hah"
She stuttered, under her cold breath she spoke a fire spell, her hands glowed and began to slowly thaw herself. She forced herself off his cock, painfully untieing herself from him. As she got up on the bed her sex began to leak. She got down and laid next to John. The mage pulled her on top of him and hugged her tightly. Fayte licked his cheek and fell asleep. John looked up at the ceiling of the room, he was changing and he didnt know what was going on. He didn't want to hurt the one he loved, the one that lay in his arms. Thoughts raced though his mind then came a voice that wasn't his own,
John, I'm changing you. I'm sorry.
After the voice spoke to him sleep took him and he was out.

	Three months had passed, John and Fayte were still working as bounty hunters. John would buy books and potions, while Fayte gambled and drank most of her gold away. They continued to mate once in a while, Fayte loved it on hot summer nights, John was also good at cooling her when she was in heat. The two seemed like they were going to be together forever.
	John was looking at the bounty board. He traced his finger around the many wanted posters and help signs then stopped at an escort post.
"Hmm rich rabbit family looking to head into Gambia for vacation."
John blinked, what family wanted to vacation in Gambia. He shrugged and took the post, the reward money was 2k gold. John huffed a cloud of cold air, even though it was almost 100 degrees in Immunda. He kinda liked being in this city, it was nice. But the board was always full of wanted posters to kill some reptiles. There was a small conflict between Immunda and the Frigore Sanguis, the land of the reptiles. He had never gone into that land, being that most mammals that went in there never came back. Something about the queen of Immunda being kidnapped. John sighed and walked over to the local tavern, Fayte was suppose to be there drinking most of her reward money from the last bounty. John stepped into the tavern and saw his orange wolf with a mug in her hand talking to the barkeep. He smiled as walked over to her, sneaking up on her.
	Fayte drank some ale and put the mug down, she was not wasted yet but getting there.
"This one time I swear to god I thought I was going to die. hick."
She wobbled slightly then felt icy cold paws clasp around her eyes, it felt good in the weather.
"Oooo hee only one man can make me feel this cold."
Fayte heard a chuckle then a chill on her neck as icy lips kissed it.
"My John."
The hands moved away and she spun around, falling into her mate's arms.
"I got you."
He laughed as he helped Fayte back into her stood. John sat next to Fayte and put a the post down,
"Thought you might like to see what our next job is."
Fayte wobbled and tried to read the post,
"Babe, you know I can't read when I'm drunk."
John nodded,
"Oh right sorry. Well it wants some able bodied people to escort a family of rabbits to Gambia for a vacation."
Fayte laughed, spilling her ale.
"Who the hell plans a vacation in Gambia?"
"Thats what I thought too. We should meet them tomorrow when you sober up."
Fayte leant against John then licked his cheek,
"That is a good idea."
	Fayte and John stayed in the tavern for about four hours, John knew Fayte was done drinking because she was really drunk.
"Come on, time to sleep this off."
Fayte said something but John couldn't understand her as he held her up and they walked down the cobblestone street. Even in the night it was about 90 degrees. Fayte kept close to John, they came up to the inn they were staying in. The light blue wolf helped the orange one into the inn then up into their room. The mage put the thief on the bed and turned around to close and lock the door. 
	When he turned around again to see Fayte she had her black leather pants off and she was pressing her paw to her sex.
"Urk its so hot, mate with me."
John was in the mood so he began to undo his robe. Fayte got off the bed and crawled over to John, she sniffed at his semi flaccid cock which was getting harder by the second. The orange wolf licked from his balls to the tip of his cock. It was like licking a chunk of ice. She put it into her maw and began to suck on it. Her body got cooler as she continued to bob her head on his member. John watched as Fayte sucked on his cock, she had done this a couple of times in the past to him but it was still amazing. His legs began to get weak as precum dribbled into the orange wolf's muzzle. Fayte pulled herself off John's cock and stood up, licking her lips. She kissed John, letting him taste his precum. John moaned in the kiss and moved Fayte to the bed. John growled and pushed Fayte onto the soft bed, as she hit the bed she whimpered slightly. John grabbed her legs and opened them, exposing her wet cunt. The light blue wolf pressed the tip of his icy cock against Fayte's pussy. He teased her a little by rubbing the tip up and down her slit, then mashing it against her clit. 
"Ahhhahh John!"
Fayte gripped the sheets and thrashed about, the cold from his cock on her clit drove her wild. John gave an evil grin as he continued to push his cock against Fayte's clit.
"John! Please."
The mage grew tired of torturing the orange wolf and he began to slide his cock in. Fayte shivered feeing the ice cock deep in her. It was cooling her off.
"Mmmm yeah feels soo good."
Fayte moaned and groaned as John began to hump her softly. John grunted and pulled his cock out of her pussy, it was coated with her juices. Fayte whimpered then John quickly flipped her onto her belly. He gave a chuckle then Fayte felt his icy prick at her tailhole. They had never tried back there yet.
"John wait, I dont kn-"
She was cut off as John began to press his cock firmly against her hole. He leant over the orange wolf and nipped her ear then whispered,
"Just relax, I'm sure its not going to hurt."
He was kind of right, Fayte was still drunk and pain didnt seem to bother her too much.
"Hee hee, your a thinker Jo-"
She loosened up enought for all 8 inches of his cold member to fill up her tailhole. John grabbed onto Fayte's tail pushing all of himself into her. Fayte gasped, her mouth hanging open and her tongue laying to the side of her muzzle. She began to rock back and forth as John began to hump her sweet butt.
"Ah ah ah Haa mmmm uhhh."
Fayte moaned each time John thrust into her. He began to speed up. The soft thumping of fur on fur echoed in the room, the bed they were on rocked back and forth lighting tapping the wall. John grunted as his cold knot began to swell against Fayte's backdoor. She let out a huff of cold air as the knot forced its way into her. She felt the pain through her booze haze. John gave a couple more hard thrusts then his liquid ice cum began to fill the orange wolf up. Fayte coughed slightly then growled, her knees and arms gave way as John collapsed onto her. He was out, panting his cold breath on her neck. She smiled, Fayte loved it when John played the dom. She fell asleep as well, there was nothing she could do anyway being that John was tied into her tailhole.
"Mmm cute"

	The next morning, Fayte was sober and the two went to meet up with the rabbit family. John and Fayte were waiting by the area the post had asked them to wait. A rabbit clad in a brown cloak with the hood up, the ears were sticking out of some holes on the top of the hood. The ears were lime green. The rabbit came closer and spoke to John, the voice was feminine with a southerner accsent,
"Ya'll be the ones that responded to my little old post?"
She didnt look up and John replied,
"Yes, my names John and this is Fayte. We can escort you safely to Gambia. Is there anyone else joining us?"
The rabbit looked up at John, her eyes were dark as a moonless night. John could see some pink strains of hair. The rabbit nodded slightly and opened up her cloak,
"This here lil darlin, we need to be gettin out of this here city."
Fayte looked over, she was holding a little rabbit baby. She stopped herself from screaming AWWWWWWWWWW.
"Lets get going then if your in a hurry. No questions asked thats for sure."
The three headed for the main gate of the city.
	Not to far in the shadows were some dark figures.
"Shes taking the baby."
"We need to track her down."
"And kill her and now those 2."
The two melted into the shadows.

	The walk from Immunda to Gambia was only about a 1 day walk, but the lime green rabbit asked them to not stay on the main road so it was going to take about 2 days. John kept getting strange feelings as they walked off the beaten path, as if they were being watched. He moved over to Fayte and whispered to her,
"I'll be here to protect you."
No I'm sorry that's not going to happen.
Fayte smiled and kissed John on the cheek. John slowly pulled away from the orange wolf, he looked uneased. Fayte didnt notice as they continued their walk. They camped out, slept, woke and went on there way.
	The second day went by smoothly until. John spun around holding his hand up and it began to glow blue. He was pointing it at the rabbit,
"John! What are you doing!"
Fayte got her whip out and was about to lash it at John,
"GET DOWN!"
The hooded rabbit got down on her knees as the icebolt matieralised and was being shot out of his paw. It flew and went into a dark figure that was about 5 meters behind the rabbit. The dark figure turned into a puff of smoke then appeared behind Fayte with a dagger at her neck. Another one appeared with a dagger at the rabbit's neck.
"Give us-"
"The baby."
Fayte narrowed her eyes as she had one hand on her whip and the other behind her back aimmed at the figure. Her paw glowed and the figure burst into flames then poofed. The orange wolf lashed her whip at the other figure, the whip grabbed the dagger and flung it away from the rabbit's neck and into a tree. The figure turned, it was black like nothing John had ever seen. It's eyes were ruby red and shimmered. The other dark figure materialized behind John and went into him. John fell to his knees and cried out. His fur began to change, the figure was trying to control his body.
No. No! NO! NOOO!
In a flash of light blue light the area around John and about 10 meters around him froze over. The other dark figure, Fayte, the lime green rabbit, and even the baby, frozen solid. John fell forward onto his hand and began to throw up, all that came out was a dark liquid. John got up, he ran over to Fayte. She had worry in her eyes. He hugged her frozen body, then he looked at the rabbit. She was shielding her baby from him, to no avail. They were both dead. John sighed, he knew Fayte was going to thaw out, he hoped she would. He sat down and waited. As he waiting he began to think then the voice spoke to him again.
John? I'm still having troubles controlling myself. I'm sorry, maybe it is for the best that you travel alone until I can maintain myself.
"But what are you?"
I must get back to maintaining myself, I'm using up too much power talking to you. Please understand.
John growled, he didnt know what was in him. What was this power?

	An hour later, Fayte was thawing out and when the ice cracked around her she fell to her knees, gasping. John rushed over to her.
"Fayte! Are you ok?"
She looked at John, fear then compasion.
"What happened?"
John lowered his head,
"I killed them, everyone.."
He got up and turned his back to his mate, Fayte got up and put her hand on his shoulder.
"We can work through this John."
"No."
John jerked away.
"I have to control this power alone. I dont want you to get hurt. I'm sorry."
John put up his hood and began to walk away from his one and true love, icy tears shattering to the ground. Fayte was speechless, but understood what he wanted. She spit on the ground and began to walk to Gambia.

~~The End~~
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