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This initially takes place in around the equivalent of January with the post jump time frame being around the equivalent a March to April time frame. If I stick with the idea I have for Chapter 3 that will take place sometime during a May to July equivalent. ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The continued adventures of the little short white wolf.

I may fill in the blank spaces between Chapter 1 and 2, as well as the time of the jump near the end of Chapter 2, at some point if there's actually any desire by people to see such.

I've also already got an idea for a Chapter 3, though again some fair warning to expect another jump forward in time.

As a bit of further information to paint in some blank spaces, White originally ended up getting snagged by Black just before winter set in (basically the equivalent of November). This initially takes place in around the equivalent of January with the post jump time frame being around the equivalent a March to April time frame. If I stick with the idea I have for Chapter 3 that will take place sometime during a May to July equivalent. ", "writing": "The sudden jerk almost pulled him off of his feat even as the clinking of the chain filled his ears. It had been two months, perhaps even more, since he had found himself trapped in the custody of the older wolf, and so far things hadn't exactly been going well if he were to ask. Heavy leather bound his wrists and neck while a metal muzzle made it impossible for him to open his mouth more than a fraction. All additions he had earned from biting, clawing, kicking, and more on his attempts at regaining his freedom. A freedom that he most decidedly did not possess.\n\nTrudging otherwise naked thorough the first snows of a new year behind the decidedly more clothed older wolf wasn't something he wanted to be doing, but every attempt to stop progress has just ended in him being pulled along by that chain attached to the end of the collar. \n\n\"Bet you want to know why I'm dragging you out here.\"\n\nHaving grown accustom to the silence over the half day so far that deep voice almost caused him to loose his footing with a little jump. While he certainly had been wondering that muzzle took away his actually vocalize such thoughts. But the fact that the dark furred wolf was explaining was a bad sign. He never explained things that didn't involve \"behaving\" or discomfort.\n\n\"How's that spade of yours?\" \n\nThat got a growl from the pup, and a rumbling laugh from the wolf. While he was able to ignore the sensations that constantly radiated from between his legs that didn't mean he wasn't aware of the sensitively puffed up thing.\n\n\"What I thought. Who do you think it was that's been hunting for your food while you've been behaving yourself back in the fort?\" There was a quick glance of those glowing eyes down and back over a shoulder at the pup then. \"And hunting is hard work alone. Which is why I prefer not to do it as such.\"\n\nTheir path lead them up and around the slope of a hill which gave way past branches into a place shrouded in forest twilight but next to no snow. A positively ancient tree with long twisting branches that snaked out in all directions with fanning pine like needles kept the snow at bay above them. And there in its roots the pup was able to see an opening... and another set of eyes that moved as the figure within emerged from the gloom.\n\nIts pelt wasn't quite white, not like his, but it was far closer to the pup's than to the older wolf dark blacks and browns. Four legs stalking forward with that predatory gait that caused him to take half a step back... only for the chain to snap. The force of the pull yanking him forward off his feet to crash into the almost mossy forest floor. The dark paw of the older wolf pressing down on his neck for a moment as he spoke.\n\n\"This is a friend of mine. His mate took a turn for the worse a while back before you showed up. Rest of his pack is back at their winter den. No one there is old enough to take the place he, and the pack, needs yet. So a temporary arrangement has been come to. Understand?\"\n\nIt was only then that realization finally clicked into place. His head squirming under the pressure as his eyes cast their blue gaze up.\n\n\"Don't worry. You'll make a good temporary breeder. Think of it as a learning experience.\" \n\nThe weight and eyes above shifted as the older wolf's stance dropped. One hand grabbing the boy's tail to forcibly hoist it up as the wild wolf strode close enough to stick that nose of his right into the boy's spade. A few heavy sniffs and a licks earning a rumble that spread from the wild wolf to the older wolf.\n\n\"Behave. If you think I've been forceful you don't know a thing about my friend here. Actually, probably good to show your temporary mate. Give him a good bite, and don't worry. He'll heal up like I do.\" \n\nAs the older wolf has spoken his weight had shifted off of the pup. Bound arms forcing his form up onto hands and knees in preparation for an attempt at running that died when the wild wolf's teeth sank into his flesh. Blood flowing as his thigh was given a firm shake that caused him to loose his balance and tumble once it was released. True to words the pain was short lived. The bite mark filling in and vanishing into unmarred flesh with only a relatively small amount of blood left behind to represent anything that had taken place. \n\n\"He has permission to chew your legs off if he has to pup. Those bands and the piercing I gave you will keep you alive, and neither is purely physical anymore. Other things might not be able to hurt you but your temporary mate has been given that authority.\" \n\nThe older wolf rose up onto his paws then, dragging the younger one to the tree, and from there a few paces down into that opening in the roots before the pup could hear the sound of the spiked ring being hammered into place. His form reemerging to loom overhead. \n\n\"Once you learn to behave he's allowed to get that collar off you, and the leather around your wrists too. Then you'll be able to take the muzzle off yourself. I'll be back on the regular to bring you both your share of what the pack and I catch. Again, if you learn to behave you'll be able to move about freely here and the rest of the pack will even come bed down here I suspect. Then once your pups are able to go on their own you'll head back up to the fort with me and we can continue to work on things.\"\n\nWith those words said the older wolf appeared to be done explaining as he moved to depart. The younger wolf pushing up onto his hands and knees again only for the wild wolf to be on top of him in an instant. There was no preparing. No gentleness or slow movements. That larger off white body pressed over his own until matching anatomy met, and with a sudden shift he felt the wolf spill into him. Such simple contact setting off a sudden flash of sensation that it sent his vision spinning. Then came thrusting. Savagely unrelenting thrusts that threatened to pin dislodge his stance before pinning him down into the ground. Each one setting of another head spinning jolt of sensation that quickly caused him to loose track of time until they seemed to slow. It was only then that he realized, as the shaft within him began to jolt with extra movement, that the wolf had tied with him.\n\nAfter another indeterminate length of time though the wild wolf was on the move again. A turn, a lifting of a leg over the little white wolf's back, and then a tug that turned into a warning growl that jolted him somewhat out of his stupor when he didn't move. Attempts to comply with following were, unfortunately, mixed thanks to his wrists being bound as they were. But eventually he was able to negotiate that backwards journey into the den beneath the tree. After more time had passed he felt the wolf begin to soften, little by little, before pulling free. Though even then he was not left to his own devices. No the wild wolf turned, growling all the while and using his haws forcibly drug him over to drape that sex stained rod over the pup's face for several long moments before the wild wolf moved to lick himself clean. The message, however, had been very clear. That once the muzzle came off such things would be his responsibility. A thought that sent a shudder running through him.\n\n----\n\nIt was the shifting movement of others that woke him from his sleep. A paw dragging over his form there as someone made to leave, the press of a nose elsewhere, the heavy scent that had burned itself into his very psyche pressing against his own nose. After a small yawn and a decidedly more feral stretch and shake the white wolf made his way slowly outside. The muzzle and collar were long gone by this point. His fate having been accepted weeks ago as his belly grew and his thoughts shifted. The snows were melting and he could tell that soon the pups would be here as well. He hadn't seen the older wolf in over a month now, but he suspected that had to do with how protective the pack was of him in his current state. \n\nOff somewhere in his mind he couldn't help but wonder though if, perhaps, some other deal had been made that he wasn't aware of. As he sat there pondering such things though he felt something. A sudden shift. Stirring within that he didn't recognize until instincts seemed to snap into place. With suddenly panting breaths he crawled his way back inside the den. Back inside to safety.\n\nAs the white pup's first cry rang out a dark furred figure out beyond the shadow of that tree couldn't help but grin as he continued to work the bones of the pack's kills. Pausing here and there to listen to the sounds from afar while admiring his handiwork. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The sudden jerk almost pulled him off of his feat even as the clinking of the chain filled his ears. It had been two months, perhaps even more, since he had found himself trapped in the custody of the older wolf, and so far things hadn't exactly been going well if he were to ask. Heavy leather bound his wrists and neck while a metal muzzle made it impossible for him to open his mouth more than a fraction. All additions he had earned from biting, clawing, kicking, and more on his attempts at regaining his freedom. A freedom that he most decidedly did not possess.

Trudging otherwise naked thorough the first snows of a new year behind the decidedly more clothed older wolf wasn't something he wanted to be doing, but every attempt to stop progress has just ended in him being pulled along by that chain attached to the end of the collar.

"Bet you want to know why I'm dragging you out here."

Having grown accustom to the silence over the half day so far that deep voice almost caused him to loose his footing with a little jump. While he certainly had been wondering that muzzle took away his actually vocalize such thoughts. But the fact that the dark furred wolf was explaining was a bad sign. He never explained things that didn't involve "behaving" or discomfort.

"How's that spade of yours?"

That got a growl from the pup, and a rumbling laugh from the wolf. While he was able to ignore the sensations that constantly radiated from between his legs that didn't mean he wasn't aware of the sensitively puffed up thing.

"What I thought. Who do you think it was that's been hunting for your food while you've been behaving yourself back in the fort?" There was a quick glance of those glowing eyes down and back over a shoulder at the pup then. "And hunting is hard work alone. Which is why I prefer not to do it as such."

Their path lead them up and around the slope of a hill which gave way past branches into a place shrouded in forest twilight but next to no snow. A positively ancient tree with long twisting branches that snaked out in all directions with fanning pine like needles kept the snow at bay above them. And there in its roots the pup was able to see an opening... and another set of eyes that moved as the figure within emerged from the gloom.

Its pelt wasn't quite white, not like his, but it was far closer to the pup's than to the older wolf dark blacks and browns. Four legs stalking forward with that predatory gait that caused him to take half a step back... only for the chain to snap. The force of the pull yanking him forward off his feet to crash into the almost mossy forest floor. The dark paw of the older wolf pressing down on his neck for a moment as he spoke.

"This is a friend of mine. His mate took a turn for the worse a while back before you showed up. Rest of his pack is back at their winter den. No one there is old enough to take the place he, and the pack, needs yet. So a temporary arrangement has been come to. Understand?"

It was only then that realization finally clicked into place. His head squirming under the pressure as his eyes cast their blue gaze up.

"Don't worry. You'll make a good temporary breeder. Think of it as a learning experience."

The weight and eyes above shifted as the older wolf's stance dropped. One hand grabbing the boy's tail to forcibly hoist it up as the wild wolf strode close enough to stick that nose of his right into the boy's spade. A few heavy sniffs and a licks earning a rumble that spread from the wild wolf to the older wolf.

"Behave. If you think I've been forceful you don't know a thing about my friend here. Actually, probably good to show your temporary mate. Give him a good bite, and don't worry. He'll heal up like I do."

As the older wolf has spoken his weight had shifted off of the pup. Bound arms forcing his form up onto hands and knees in preparation for an attempt at running that died when the wild wolf's teeth sank into his flesh. Blood flowing as his thigh was given a firm shake that caused him to loose his balance and tumble once it was released. True to words the pain was short lived. The bite mark filling in and vanishing into unmarred flesh with only a relatively small amount of blood left behind to represent anything that had taken place.

"He has permission to chew your legs off if he has to pup. Those bands and the piercing I gave you will keep you alive, and neither is purely physical anymore. Other things might not be able to hurt you but your temporary mate has been given that authority."

The older wolf rose up onto his paws then, dragging the younger one to the tree, and from there a few paces down into that opening in the roots before the pup could hear the sound of the spiked ring being hammered into place. His form reemerging to loom overhead.

"Once you learn to behave he's allowed to get that collar off you, and the leather around your wrists too. Then you'll be able to take the muzzle off yourself. I'll be back on the regular to bring you both your share of what the pack and I catch. Again, if you learn to behave you'll be able to move about freely here and the rest of the pack will even come bed down here I suspect. Then once your pups are able to go on their own you'll head back up to the fort with me and we can continue to work on things."

With those words said the older wolf appeared to be done explaining as he moved to depart. The younger wolf pushing up onto his hands and knees again only for the wild wolf to be on top of him in an instant. There was no preparing. No gentleness or slow movements. That larger off white body pressed over his own until matching anatomy met, and with a sudden shift he felt the wolf spill into him. Such simple contact setting off a sudden flash of sensation that it sent his vision spinning. Then came thrusting. Savagely unrelenting thrusts that threatened to pin dislodge his stance before pinning him down into the ground. Each one setting of another head spinning jolt of sensation that quickly caused him to loose track of time until they seemed to slow. It was only then that he realized, as the shaft within him began to jolt with extra movement, that the wolf had tied with him.

After another indeterminate length of time though the wild wolf was on the move again. A turn, a lifting of a leg over the little white wolf's back, and then a tug that turned into a warning growl that jolted him somewhat out of his stupor when he didn't move. Attempts to comply with following were, unfortunately, mixed thanks to his wrists being bound as they were. But eventually he was able to negotiate that backwards journey into the den beneath the tree. After more time had passed he felt the wolf begin to soften, little by little, before pulling free. Though even then he was not left to his own devices. No the wild wolf turned, growling all the while and using his haws forcibly drug him over to drape that sex stained rod over the pup's face for several long moments before the wild wolf moved to lick himself clean. The message, however, had been very clear. That once the muzzle came off such things would be his responsibility. A thought that sent a shudder running through him.

----

It was the shifting movement of others that woke him from his sleep. A paw dragging over his form there as someone made to leave, the press of a nose elsewhere, the heavy scent that had burned itself into his very psyche pressing against his own nose. After a small yawn and a decidedly more feral stretch and shake the white wolf made his way slowly outside. The muzzle and collar were long gone by this point. His fate having been accepted weeks ago as his belly grew and his thoughts shifted. The snows were melting and he could tell that soon the pups would be here as well. He hadn't seen the older wolf in over a month now, but he suspected that had to do with how protective the pack was of him in his current state.

Off somewhere in his mind he couldn't help but wonder though if, perhaps, some other deal had been made that he wasn't aware of. As he sat there pondering such things though he felt something. A sudden shift. Stirring within that he didn't recognize until instincts seemed to snap into place. With suddenly panting breaths he crawled his way back inside the den. Back inside to safety.

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