A cold breeze rustled through the air with a low roar of the cold December day. Snow glazed the frosted Canadian grass, the trees painted white over their natural brown. As Peyton, a preteen anthro gal, placed the buttstock of the rifle against her shoulder, aimed down the barrel line and through the target sight at the feral big buck that was a good length in front of her. Behind her was her adopted father, watching and instructing as the little one pulled the trigger. The bullet went out of its barrel and whistled fast in the air. The gun crackled as a spark flew from the flint hammer and the gun rose slightly due to recoil, but the bullet didn’t miss its target, hitting the deer in the shoulder and taking it out. The buck fell to its side with some blood splatter on the ground, painting the pristine white snow crimson red, as the girl jumped for joy, “I did it Daddy!” She gleemed giving him a hug.

“Yeah! A big one too,” he said petting his adopted daughter’s head before going over and checking on how big it was.

Peyton’s adopted father, Phillip, which was mountain lion and bobcat mix, looked up at the orange and blue sky and decided it was getting late so he started loading the deer up and the two went back home. Once they arrived the father went to the butcher shed while Peyton went into the cabin for warmth. In the cabin, the aroma of delicious food and mesquite wood filled the air. A mix of veggies and spices and pies and sweets were hinted in the scents. Payton took off her heavy layered hunting coat to warm up to the house. She wore a red and green sweatshirt. She put her paws around the fire to warm them up and then joined her mother in the kitchen.

“Hi, mommy. We’ve returned,” The little girl told her mother, Darcia, that was slaving away at the stove.

“Oh good, did you get anything?” her mother asked, stirring a ladle in a big pot of boiling water.

“Yes! I got one this time, dad’s in the shed taking care of it,” she giggled excitingly

“Oh, I can’t wait,” the mother said.

“Is Apollo home?” Peyton asked. Her adopted brother Apollo was the same age as her but a cat mix like his parents.

“Yeah, he’s in his room.”

Peyton went and grabbed the mistletoe from the table and put it above her brother’s room. She called his name.

“Yes?” he asked as he held a handheld video game in his paws.

“Well we’re standing under the Mistletoe” she smiled and swayed, blushing a little. Apollo rolled his eyes and paused his game, look at Payton in annoyance.
“ugh, we are brother and sister,” he scoffed as he left the room, nudging her out of the way, “I’m going to the bathroom,” he announced to his sister and went down the hall.

She sighed, “not by blood,” she whispered to herself under her breath. She hoped her older brother would at least shared the same feelings she had as she laid in his bed.

She was in her brother’s bed thinking of him as she started to put her paw behind her in her pants and started fingering her rear, having no access to the front since she had a bandage on it. She had a crush on her brother even though he didn’t share the same feelings for her. She fingered herself more, moaning and thinking of him, hoping he would catch her doing this and maybe join in at punishing her, but the moment he returned she pulled away.

“You wanna play outside,” Apollo asked. She got up happily.

“Yeah, sure!” she answered, both getting on their heavy coats and went outside before the sun went down and started building a snowman. She would try to tease her brother with wagging her tail and butt at his direction, doing small things to try to distract him and draw attention. As Payton was putting on a stick for the snowman, a ball of snow smacked her right on the nose. Payton growled and wiped the ice off her face and scooped up her own ammo and launched it at Apollo, hitting him right in the middle of eyes. Apollo fell backwards and the two began a snowball fight. 

“It’s time to get you ready,” Darcia called out to the two snow covered furs. The two quickly ran in and defrosted in front of the fire. Peyton giggled and went to the dinner table and sat down, her mother was applying special paint that she took the brush and started painting her nose. The red paint color showed up nicely on her sniffer and also had a special chemical to make it glow in the dark. At least she wasn’t the only one to get painted as her mother shared this tradition and let Peyton paint her nose too.

Their mother calls Apollo in for dinner and Peyton gets into her spot as the boy sat across from her. All of the bowls of food were placed in the middle for them to eat. The family said a prayer and then the two kids started to put food on their plates before their parents had a chance to say anything further. After a while of eating Peyton saw the deer meat laying down on the plate in front of them. She thought about how the deer was full of life as she shot it down, killing it, thinking of how she too was a deer. She started to get down upon herself and started to think that what if she was on the plate as her family ate the meat. She poked around at her food until she couldn’t take it any longer and ran to her room.

Inside her room she was crying in her now damp pillow. After a few minutes she heard a knock on her door and her brother came in with a dinner roll. "Can I join you?" He asked and she got up leaned up as he sat beside her giving her the roll. She noms a bite of the roll. Her brother asked her if something was wrong and why she ran from the table.

“It’s nothing,” she said eating the roll.

“Oh come on... it’s not just nothing,” the kitten brother said.

“Well we have had the traditional dinner for Christmas but the meat is always deer… and what if one day... when I’m older, it’s…”

“Don’t say that, nor think it!” Apollo growled. “We would never do anything like that and I’d protect you forever,” he said hugging her.
“Really?” she asked.

“Yeah! You are always my sister,” he said nuzzling on her and she went to laid down again.

“Can you cuddle with me like we did when we were younger?” Peyton asked, wiping the tear from her eyes. Her brother nodded and laid behind her, like he was protecting her. After a few minutes, she looks back at her brother. “I want to give you something and you can’t say no to it,” she said shyly, then went under the blankets. The brother was confused until he heard his zipper pulled down and felt his cock fished out of his pants.

“I don’t know about this,” he whispered.

“It’s ok,” she replied as she started sucking on his dick making him moan and blush deeper. He felt his adopted sister suckling on his member making him purr more than he wanted to admit. He felt her work almost every inch of his meat going up and down on it and she felt his barbs in her mouth as she rubbed on his balls, caressing them with great care. After minutes of pure bliss for the boy, he came into his adopted sister’s mouth and she swallowed his load, every drop, and zipped up his pants. She returned to his side, “can we sleep together tonight?” she asked blushing and hugging her brother.Apollo nodded and smiled, nuzzling her as she cheered softly and yawned. After a full day of fun and excitement, both cubs began to drift off to sleep, embraced in each others arms, sharing the warmth of their love together.