4 comments/ 15258 views/ 21 favorites Katala and the Fox By: sexycelestrian I was born a long time ago. My parents stole away from the world. I grew up in a cruel world that they tried desperately to prevent me from living in, to prevent me from having to live the life of a slave. I would be able to roam around and play but make no mistake, I would have been a slave to the elven council, and when I turned sixteen I would have gone through a series of tests, and trials, all of which were completely and utterly impossible to survive and complete. The elven council may have told the elves they were with us, but secretly they feared us and they killed us, making sure to go about it in a way where it seemed like they had nothing to do with it. They would do it when we reached a certain age. Once we turned sixteen, we knew our time was up. We would be sent outside our village to a cave, and inside it would be a horrible monster. No one knew what type of monster it was, but all we knew, was that it would always kill all who entered. Our lives were built around the council that used us for their own evil purposes, until the day we turned sixteen and were killed. Only a handful of us lived long enough to have children, and then we would have to suffer as we watched our children have to grow up in the cruel world where there was no joy or happiness in it. Our lives were miserable and even the birth of a newborn could not bring a smile to our faces as they would be brought up as a slave to the council's bidding until their sixteenth year. We hated our existence but the elves knew not of what we suffered so they could not help us. We could never leave our village long enough to go to an elf and tell them of the anguish of our kind. We were always escorted when outside of our village, and kept from speaking to the elves by the council's guards. They, in return, were kept from visiting our village with the simple lie that we craved solitude of our kind. We were born to service the council and die young. No hopes, no dreams, and not one little child ever played pretend or played at all for they were taught at an early age how to fight, how to use knifes and swords, and how to dodge attacks and defend themselves, all from the time they could walk. For years, we lived in misery. No change, and no hope ever appearing. We did not pray for if there was a god or goddess, they would not have subjected us to this torture. This was the way of my kind for so long. We lived in fear and misery. Waiting 'till we turned sixteen so we could be freed from this living hell through death. Then, everything changed. For a year those of us sixteen, and seventeen where left alone, and so we grew a year older. The council did no longer use us for its own devices, and we were left alone. My kind began to enjoy life as they no longer were forced to do the council's awful bidding and die. And my kind began to believe that times were turning good and things were changing for the better. For the first time in years, a glimmer of hope that their lives would no longer be so cruel and miserable began to grow. Then, the massacre happened. They came, in the middle of the night on a moonless night, where everything was bathed in darkness. They brought the monster from the caves. No one was safe. Little children, babies, families, friends all slaughtered. Our homes and our village were burned to the ground, with families in it. The rest were woken up in their sleep by rough hands and beaten before they were killed mercilessly. Daughters and sons watched their parents killed first, and then they came for us, the children. Killing us quickly. It was the darkest day of my kind's existence. My parents had run away with me when I was young a long time ago to hide me and shelter me from the life with no hope that the rest of my kind had, and like a good little girl, I remained hidden just as they told me to do. They taught me how to survive and left so the guards wouldn't be suspicious. So I lived by myself, watching the village and my friends, imagining that I was with them. Then came that horrible night filled with the screams of my people and the ruthless killing of the innocent. I witnessed the slaughter of my kind from my cave outside the village on a hill, and I saw my parents throats ripped out. It was a nightmare from hell come alive. And I was there to bear witness to it, in the safety of my cave outside of the village. I gathered what little possessions I had and ran with the screams of my people ringing in my ears, knowing that if I stayed, there was a chance they would find me there and if they did I would have no hope of surviving. I ran from my hidden life, my lonely and now destroyed life and built a new one. But it could not cover my old life, the pains and the agony of it. Every night I relived that dark day through relentless nightmares. Every day, the memory's haunted me unless I busied myself. I learned how to make weapons. I was always practicing sword fighting, self-defense, teaching myself karate, and martial arts, boxing, how to wield a knife, bow and arrow, mace, and any and all other possible types of weapons and defense. I practiced blending in to any surroundings, and setting any type of trap, making use of what little I had. I taught myself how to read and write and used books of all kinds that I stole. I learned animal and human science to the point where I could heal and mend almost any injury, and almost every language known to man and magical being. I taught myself how to build even the most complex structures out of the limited items and supplies I might have. I also learned about every kind of magical creature written down, both the monsters and how to defeat them and the friendly ones. I learned thousands of different spells from beginner to very advanced that was way out of capacity for someone my age and yet I mastered the hardest of spells. I learned how to make potions and brews, healing remedies and poisons that could be completely undetectable. And I learned and mastered all these impossible things for a seven year old to accomplish simply because of one word. Time. I had tons of time to practice and learn. I was agile and quick, nimble and strong, fast and small to fit in small spaces. I was stealthy and silent if I wanted to be, graceful and I had a heart of gold. I was always learning new stuff or practicing fighting and defending myself. This was the only way I could escape my past. I had no friends, no family, nobody. I was all alone in the world. There was no point in my life, no reason that I could see to continue living. The only reason I did it was for my parents. I traveled the world alone, moving from place to place. I was the very last of my kind. I was stronger, smarter, faster, more agile, stealthy, silent, and deadly than the most skilled warrior or assassin and I was only ten years old. I was the ultimate weapon to anyone who could get their hands on me. Luckily, I wasn't the type of person to be spontaneous and draw attention to myself. I kept a low profile and I never allowed myself to grow attached to anyone. Until I met Axel. My whole life was a lonely, painful life that I would not wish on anyone. I was all alone, and living in hell. Now I am seventeen. I am thin and my hips are small but curvy. My chestnut brown hair streaked with dark brown that flowed wavy down to the small of my back and my deep violet eyes, lightly freckled cheeks, button nose, soft pink lips, straight white teeth, and small ears pointed at the tip made me a beautiful woman who thieves loved to try and tangle with before I snapped their arm in two and kicked their ass. Everything changed when I met Axel, and suddenly, I had a reason to live. It had been almost a hundred years since her kind's slaughter. Almost. In three days time, it would be the anniversary of the day her people perished along with her old life and her new life was born. Like always, she would spend it with magical animal friends, a good fiction book, and a whole cake with a big bottle of rum. And if she was really feeling festive and needy of a way to forget her past in a way not involving her daily exercise of practicing her fighting skills with many different types of weapons, and her spells and potion making skills, then she would actually hang in the square of whatever village she was in at the time. This time however she was not feeling very festive. Her birthday was the day after her people's slaughter, which made it ten times worse because it meant at every one of her birthdays she would have the ugly reminder that her parents could never be there. She was miserable, lonely, and depressed. The annoying little voice in her head was no help either. So, sing a sad song and get over it, it said. Easy for it to say, since it was just a voice. She was walking back from the market when the smell you get from a firecracker that just went off floated to her nose. She walked into a strong warm chest. Startled, she looked up into emerald green eyes and spikey red hair. His chin and cheek bones were sharp and his face thin but not too thin. His teeth were straight and white. His smile was permanently mischievous. "Sorry." she said, offering a small smile before turning to walk around him. His hand wrapped around her arm, stopping her. He had a strong but gentle grip. "Wait. It's my fault. I wasn't watching where I was going." He offered me another smile, eyes twinkling. "Well, whoevers fault it is, it's forgiven." Said another voice. Her eyes widened. She looked up to see another person with long spiky hair that went to below his chin. It was dark brown. Sharp features and straight white teeth with icy blue eyes that weren't harsh or cold like she would have expected. "Come on Axel. We have to go." Axel laughed. His voice wasn't deep or high but rather in between while his blue eyed friend's was deep. "Come on Isan, when did you forget how to be polite?" Isan's eyes glittered a little with annoyance, but you could tell they were good friends. "Well, when you almost run her over in the street, and not me. " Axel laughed again, before looking at me once more, smiling. "As I recall, you almost ran me over." For the first time in her life, she blushed. "I'm sorry. My mind was elsewere." Axel smiled. "It's okay. I'm Axel." He held out his hand. She took it. "My name's Kata." Her full name was Katala, but she never told anyone that before and she wasn't planning on starting anytime soon. Axel smiled. Isan stuck his hand out in front of Axel's face and smiled. "I'm Isan, the fool over there's friend." Axel laughed. "Who are you calling a fool Isan." She smiled at the obvious friendship shown between the two. The warmness of it spread to even her. She shook his hand. "Well, I'd better be going. I have places to go and things to do." She smiled again at them, Axel's eyes locking with hers for a moment. She looked away and disappeared into the crowd, feeling sad because she knew she couldn't afford to grow close to anyone. She was too cautious to do something like that. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Her grip was strong, which surprised Axel and Isan a little. She said goodbye and disappeared into the crowd before they could reply. She had definitely captured their attention, but in a good way. "I like her." Isan said. Axel smiled. "I like her too." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . She sat on the branch of the willow tree, eating delicious angel cake and reading a good book, but try as she may, she couldn't concentrate. She looked down at the page and realized I had read it six times. "That's it. I'm done." She said, setting it down on a shelf she had nailed to the tree near the branch. She picked a pencil and her sketch pad and called to Tato, a silver flying squirrel with a black belly. He hopped of a branch above her and floated down to her lap. She smiled and petted him before he jumped out of her lap to pose in front of me. She smiled and started sketching. Her mind wandered to Axel. He had a broad chest but he was skinny. He was tall and her head only went to his shoulders. There was something about him that was drawing her to him, but she couldn't put her finger on it. He seemed like the kind of guy who had tons of courage. She looked down and stared at her drawing. It was a very well drawn picture of Axel. Seems her subconscious wanted to see him again. She wanted to see him again. She couldn't do that though, because if anyone ever got hurt because of her it would kill he. She sighed and closed her sketch pad. She closed her eyes and listened to the breeze. She decided to hunt. She grabbed her bow and arrows and hopped off the branch. She silently stalked through the forest, scanning the ground for tracks. She spotted some and froze. Those tracks belonged to a very dangerous creature. A very very dangerous creature. And they were headed straight for the nearby village, and the annual festival was today. She took out a grey dust like powder from a small pouch hanging by her side. She threw it onto herself. It immediately clung everywhere on her, completely covering her. It would mask her scent from it, but it would do nothing for camouflage, being light grey, almost white, in color. She took a deep breath and started to follow the tracks silently. She only hoped she could reach it before it ran into someone. . . . . . . . . . . . . He had decided to skip going to the celebration that was held in the square every year. He couldn't get that girl out of his head. Katala. He loved the sound of her name on his tongue. He wanted to see her again but she didn't live in the village and nobody knew anything about her. He walked through the forest, off the path. He wished he could see her one more time. . . . . . . . . . . . . . So close. The beast stalked through the undergrowth unaware that it was being followed. She raised my bow, aimed . . . SNAP! An animal right by her stepped on a twig and the crack resounded throughout the whole forest. She cringed. It whipped around and the two long tail like things on either side of it's head where it's ears should have been whipped forward and shot a spike out of the hole in the tip of them. She dodged one of them by jumping sideways and catching a branch, and swinging up, letting go and flipping once before landing on the branch. She raised her bow and shot in the flash of an instant. It struck the heart before the creature could dodge because of the lighting fast speed at which she shot it. It died instantly and that's when she felt it. One of the spikes had grazed her arm. Lovely. She hopped down from the branch, collected both spikes it had shot at her, covered the beast so she could collect it later for it's skin and sharp poison claws, and ran back to her willow tree home. She knew she wouldn't get far though. The spikes were poison and since the creatures weren't native to this land, of course she hadn't brought the antidote with her. It was just a scratch, the spike had only grazed my skin, but it was enough to break the skin, however little, and she wouldn't die but she would be knocked out for a couple hours. Actually, it didn't matter how severe the wound, she couldn't die, and she owed that to her immortality and automatic healing. She once had her head cut off because of a creature with a saw like blade made out of bone attached to its tail. It took her an hour for her body to find her head. No joke. She had to cut her head off many times after that to practice being able to retrieve it with lightning skills for future reference. Not fun. She snapped out of it. She could not risk being seen by someone, even if the elven council was long destroyed after the slaughter of her people, her trust in others had dangerously decreased to the point where a simple hug would be seen as a threat if she didn't still have her brains with her. Her sprinting had rapidly decreased to a fast jog, her feet stumbling and creating noise. If her face wasn't already cringing from the effort of staying awake long enough to get somewhere that she could find cover, it would be cringing again. She wasn't sure how much longer she could keep moving, the world was starting to tilt and spin. She burst into a small clearing, dropping to her knees, falling over, and blacking out. . . . . . . . . . . . . . Axel turned around, listening. The sound of clumsy footsteps filling the small clearing he had been sitting in, lying against the rock. All of a sudden, who should burst through the trees but Kata herself. She stumbled, dropping to her knees and falling over, lying still. Alarmed, Axel jumped up and rushed over to her. He dropped to his knees and rolled her onto her back. Her hand fell away from a deep scratch on her arm. It looked bad. She was still breathing, her breaths normal if not a little ragged. She obviously fainted. Axel's eyes narrowed and he looked at the scratch again. Or maybe she had fainted because of some injury from a magical creature. She had her bow and arrow so maybe she was hunting and Axel had heard of some magical creatures that could knock out their victims through injury that secreted a poison to knock them out. He wouldn't have thought that Kata would be one of the victims though . He thought she might shoot the creature before it could knock her out. He gathered her in his arms and started to carry her to his small house in the middle of the forest. Her head fell against his chest, underneath his chin. He would have enjoyed it very much if not for the fact that he was only carrying her because she was obviously hurt and had either fainted from some unseen injury or because she had just fainted and he suspected it was the first choice. She didn't strike him as the weak kind. When he reached the house he kicked his door open, walked up the stairs and laid her down gently in his bed. She looked so peaceful, and beautiful. Axel left, closing the door behind him, to get a chair so he could sit outside the room and wait for her to wake up. . . . . . . . . . . . . . She woke up in a soft bed, and . . . wait a second. Soft bed? She shot up and looked around. In a strange bed, in a strange room, in as strange house who knows where. She jumped up quietly, grabbed her bow and arrow and snuck out. Just as she was about to go down the stairs . . . "Hey your awake." She whipped around and aimed her arrow. Axel jumped back, raising his hands. "Woa. It's okay. It's me Axel, remember?" he said, a little tense, eyeing the arrow pointed at his chest. She guessed it was because she whipped her bow and arrow up in the blink of an eye, leaving little to the imagination as to how fast she could shoot it, and had it aimed at his heart. She lowered it. Of course she still remembered Axel. She went hunting because she couldn't get her mind off him and now she was somewhere in the forest in HIS house with HIM. How ironic. She knew she was still in the forest because she could smell it even from inside this house. "You stumbled into the clearing and fainted so I brought you to my house. I cleaned your wound and sat outside this door waiting for you to wake up." She remembered now. She put her arrow back in her quiver and slung her bow on her shoulder. "Right. Well, I need to get back now. Thanks for not leaving me out in the open, and um, cleaning my little scratch." "Little?" he said, eyebrow raised. "It was pretty deep." "It was nothing. Nothing I couldn't handle." She said, standing up straighter. "Right except for the fact that you were unconscious and all." He said, smiling with amusement. She felt my anger start to rise. "Yes well, once again I could have handled it. The day I can't deal with being unconscious for a little while is the day I stop knowing how to take care of myself like I have been for the last couple of years." She said stubbornly. He laughed. Katala and the Fox Ch. 02 She woke up wrapped in Axel's arms. She remembered what happened and decided it was time to go. She could not let herself get close to anyone. There were no members of the council left but someone could still hurt axel or kill him and then she would feel the pain all over again. She could never live with that. She really would kill herself if that happened. She was afraid. Afraid of what she was feeling and afraid that she would feel the pain all over again if she let someone in. She was terrified and she couldn't stay. She snuck out of his arm, wrote a quick letter and left. She ran as fast as she could. She never once looked back because she knew if she did then she would falter and go back. She ran into a hard chest. She looked into Isan's eyes. She gulped. He looked a little stunned to see her. She hadn't ran for more than three seconds so he could see the clearing behind her and see Axel behind her starting to wake. She bolted. He tried to stop her but she slipped out of his grasp and ran. Isan turned around to find Axel reading the letter. He suddenly looked up. His eyes almost literally had fire in them. He crumbled the letter and threw it into the fire. He shifted into his fox form, the reddish orange fur seeming to be flaming fire, and sped off into the forest. Isan wondered what had happened to him that would make him like that, his angry form of fox. She could hear him following her. She tried to run faster, she saw a tree and aimed for it. Suddenly she was tackled to the ground. The fox shifted and above her was Axel, in all his naked glory. She gulped when she saw his flaming eyes, no longer green, but fiery red. She knew she deserved it, and she also knew that she had no choice. The letter had said "Cant stay, have to go, nice knowing you. Sorry to leave on such short notice, and I'm sorry we will never see each other again. But I'm not your type and I cant be with you. You wouldn't understand. Hope you have a nice life." She wasn't his type. He could have so many other more beautiful girls out there. She really didn't realize how beautiful she was. She kneed him in the side and he grunted. She rolled out from under him and got up, facing him. Ah yes the letter. He seemed mad. With more speed than she expected, he pushed her against a tree. His body quickly pining her, his speed surprising her. One hand held her down by her waist, the other by her chest. His body pressed hers to the tree. She whimpered. "I told you before you're not leaving until I say you can." He whispered into her ear. He was confused, hurt, and angry, so angry. What did she mean she couldn't be with him? Why did he care? What wouldn't he understand and why? "Your mine." He whispered in her ear. He bit her neck lightly and then harder. He grabbed her waist and pulled her against him, grinding into her. She whimpered and moaned softly, trying desperately not to get involved. Don't get close to him. Don't let you walls down. Don't give in. Axel could feel her resisting him. He didn't understand why. Was he being too rough? Did he frighten her when he angrily pushed her against the tree? "Don't resist me, Kata." He said huskily. She turned her head away, whimpering, and cringing, then sniffling. He stopped grinding into her. His anger instantly disappeared when he heard the tell tale sniffling, his anger replaced with worry. He placed two fingers under her chin and tilted it towards him, his eyes widening when he saw the silent tears running down her cheeks. "Kata? Whats wrong." He started to wipe the tears from her face but she yanked herself out of his arms and starting backing up, hugging herself, starting to cry harder. "I cant do this. Not again. Not after last time. I wont let myself get close to anyone to have that happen again! No, NO!! I can't do this again, not ever again!" What does she mean, not again? What is she talking about, what happened before, axel thought. Isan had appeared next to Axel. "Kata whats wrong? What did bone head over there do to you?" though it was meant to be teasing, he too was worried. She backed up into a tree and slid down it falling and sobbing as she clutched her knees to her chest. She squeezed her eyes shut desperately trying to stop the memories from coming back, shaking her head back and forth, sobbing harder. Isan and Axel ran to her and knelt by her side, worried. "Kata what's wrong." "What happened Axel?' "I don't know. I don't think I did anything to hurt her. She just started crying." They rubbed her back and tried to calm her into talking, but she just continued to sob. Finally, exhausted and feeling like she just wanted to die, she told them. "A long time ago, my parents brought me to a cave outside our village. It had a small cot, some food and water, and they gave me a knife. They taught me how to hunt and told me to stay hidden there. They left." Axel and Isan looked at each other curiously. "I was spared from the living hell the rest of my kind went through. I was born a long time ago. My parents stole me away from the world. I grew up in a cruel world that they tried desperately to prevent me from living in, to prevent me from having to live the life of a slave. I would have been a slave to the elven council, and when I turned sixteen I would have gone to the cave try and kill the beast and be killed in the process. The elven council may have told the elves they were with us, but secretly they feared us and they killed us, making sure to go about it in a way where it seemed like they had nothing to do with it. There were few of us alive, and we all lived in the village. We were forced to do the horrible biddings of the council. Every day, we were assigned a new task and if we didn't comply we were beaten and thrown to the beast that lived in a different cave closer to the village." Isan looked at Axel, and Axel looked at Isan, both thinking the same thing. What horrible people would do this to a small race. "When we turned sixteen, we knew our time was up. We would be sent outside to the cave and we would have to try and kill the beast. No one came out alive. Those that did without killing the beast were tied up and thrown in as a coward. It was horrible. Only a few of us were allowed to live long enough to have children. Even the birth of a child couldn't bring a smile to our faces because we knew that they would only be brought up in a cruel world of torture." Axel looked at Isan in horror, and Isan shared the similar look on his face. Isan shook his head in disbelief and disgust that she had to go through that life. "We hated our existence but the elves knew not of what we suffered so they could not help us. We could never leave our village long enough to go to an elf and tell them of the anguish of our kind. We were always escorted when outside of our village, and kept from speaking to the elves by the council's guards. They, in return, were kept from visiting our village with the simple lie that we craved solitude of our own kind. We were born to service the council and die young. No hopes, no dreams, and not one little child ever played because they were taught at an early age how to fight, how to use knifes and swords, and how to dodge attacks and defend themselves, all from the time they could walk. For years, we lived in misery. No change, and no hope ever appearing. We did not pray for if there was a god or goddess, they would not have subjected us to this torture. This was the way of my kind for so long. We lived in fear and misery. Waiting 'till we turned sixteen so we could be freed from this living hell through death. Then, everything changed. For a year those of us sixteen, and seventeen where left alone, and so we grew a year older. The council did no longer use us for its own devices, and we were left alone. My kind began to enjoy life as they no longer were forced to do the council's awful bidding and die. And my kind began to believe that times were turning good and things were changing for the better. For the first time in years, a glimmer of hope that their lives would no longer be so cruel and miserable began to grow. Then, the massacre happened. They came, in the middle of the night on a moonless night, where everything was bathed in darkness. They brought the monster from the caves. No one was safe. Little children, babies, families, friends all slaughtered. Our homes and our village were burned to the ground, with families in it. The rest were woken up in their sleep by rough hands and beaten before they were killed mercilessly. Daughters and sons watched their parents killed first, and then they came for us, the children. Killing us quickly. It was the darkest day of my kind's existence. My parents had run away with me when I was young a long time ago to hide me and shelter me from the life with no hope that the rest of my kind had, and like a good little girl, I remained hidden just as they told me to do. They taught me how to survive and left so the guards wouldn't be suspicious. So I lived by myself, watching the village and my friends, imagining that I was with them. Then came that horrible night filled with the screams of my people and the ruthless killing of the innocent. I witnessed the slaughter of my kind from my cave outside the village on a hill, and I saw my parents throats ripped out. It was a nightmare from hell come alive. And I was there to bear witness to it, in the safety of my cave outside of the village. I ran with the screams of my people ringing in my ears, knowing that if I stayed, there was a chance they would find me there and if they did I would have no hope of surviving." She began to cry again but she shook off their hands. "I still remember it like it was yesterday. I wa-was asleep and I heard the screams. I got up and left the cave to find houses being burned to the ground with people still in it. Children, grown ups, men and woman all were slaughtered. Beaten and mercilessly before they were killed. The grown ups were killed first then they went for the children. They quickly murdered them by snapping their necks. They left the rest for the beast to kill. I watched in horror. I could do nothing. I couldn't move except to run. I ran away as far as I could and never looked back. My whole life has been one big torment. I just want the memories to stop. Every night I have nightmares about it, I relive it." She began sobbing again. Axel and Isan were horrified. They had never heard a more brutal childhood story. Axel grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. She sobbed brokenly, burying her head in his chest and lying in his arms limply. He looked at Isan and in his eyes were fury, horror, shock, and fury once more. Isan got up. "I think we should watch over her. She could be emotionally unstable, or in danger still. I will go alert the alpha that she is staying with you." He shifted into his icy blue furred wolf and raced away. Alex held the sobbing girl in his arms, now understanding what she meant before, about not being able to go through with that pain again. He realized that she was afraid to let anyone get close to her because she watched her love ones get murdered. He vowed to show her that there was no harm in letting someone in close to her. He thought he was falling in love with her. And now he knew he was right. He held her close, stroking her back, holding her tightly. Finally she calmed down. He pulled back a little, tucking a stray strand from her face then cupping her face. "Kata." He said gently. "Kata, look at me." He tilted her chin up to meet his gaze. "I will never let anyone hurt you and it takes a lot to kill me. You don't have to be afraid to get close to someone. You don't have to be afraid to get close to me. I promise you I will never leave you alone in this world, either through death or my own choice." He gently kissed her on the lips, cradling her to him. He picked her up, cradling her in his arms as he began to walk towards his house. She shook her head. She had to take all the stuff she got from the three monsters to her home tree. She told him how to get there and laid her head against his chest, feeling hollow and empty inside. At some point, Isan met up with them along the way. They reached a big, BIG, oak tree. There were hand holds and foot holds for you to step on to climb the tree, hidden in the bark. She emotionlessly slid out of his grasp and started climbing, slowing so they could follow. When they reached a wooden floor nailed in between the point where all the branches flowed from, he saw a mattress, books, weapons and magical items of all kinds. Also there were magical animals of all kinds. When they saw her they ran to her and she knelt down to pet them all. Isan and Axel watched, enchanted by the connection all the wild animals felt with her, some of them dangerous but with her they were downright kind and calm. She walked over to her magical item shelf and dropped the monster's claws, skin, and poison darts down onto the shelf before kneeling down to a miniature griffon like creature with an eagle head, cat body, and eagle claws and eagle wings. She squeaked and screeched in what sounded like bird and cat noises combined and the griffon creature responded before flying off. Tato jumped onto her should and she nuzzled him, smiling lightly. Then she went over and sat on her mattress motioning the two men to sit on the floor in front of her. She sighed heavily, rubbing her eyes before making another deeper tiger sounding growl, and a tiger the size of a big dog with gray wings walked up to her and sat next to her on the mattress. She absentmindedly petted him. The tiger lazily closed its eyes and purred loudly. A baby dragon flew into Axel's lap and nuzzled his hand to be petted. A kitten sized silver winged white tiger cub ran up and stumbled in Isan's lap licking his hand and looking at him expectantly . Isan laughed and started to pet the creature that laid down and settled in his lap. Kata just kept staring off into space. Isan and Axel looked at her sadly and concerned. They were horrified at what she had to go through as a child. They wanted to be there for her. Axel wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her until the empty shell in front of them became Kata again. "Welcome to my humble abode." She said in a small voice, with a small flourish of the hand. "You can stay as long as you want. There are two hammocks around here somewhere. Probably on the second level. Make yourselves at home. Other Snazleclaws will be following our scents to try and hunt down what killed the three others. But my tree is protected so they will not be able to follow our scents up it. They will just think we disappeared. We will have to stay here a couple days. But I have plenty of books and magical creatures to keep you occupied. And you can practice with the weapons. I am going to sleep in the hammock. If you hear anything just tell Tato. You can talk normally, you could scream and they wouldn't be able to hear you because the sound bubble I put around the tree." There was a floor above them and another above that one, each one holding more magical items and books. She climbed up the rope ladder to get to the floor above them. Axel and Isan watched her leave. Axel's heart ached as he watched her go. Without axel having to tell him, Isan knew, Kata was Axel's mate. Axel knew it too, but after hearing her story they both realized, it was going to take a lot to get her to open up again. There were three platform like floors in the tree, each above the other like a house, the leaves and branches being the thin walls that you could brush aside to peak through but still protected against all elements, the branches creating a leafy roof for the third floor. That was where she slept, and the second floor held books and magical items of all kinds, while the first floor was like the guest bedroom, with three hammocks and a sofa, and a rocking chair with nests with magical creatures of all kinds in them, some in the hammocks, and some on the sofa. They moved out of two of the hammocks for Isan and Axel. They both stayed awake for a while, minds full of turbulent thoughts. Finally they fell asleep. They awoke to Kata screaming. Axel raced up the ladder to the third level. He jumped the last rungs and raced over to her bed, where she was squirming and whimpering, tears streaming down her cheeks, mumbling "No, no, no, no, please, no, mum, dad, no, no!" over and over again. Axel gripped her shoulders and gently shook her, harder when she started squirming and whimpering louder. She woke up, screaming. The smell of leather and firecrackers hung in the air, and a strong, warm hand stroked her cheek. She threw herself into the strong, warm chest, sobbing hystericaly, her head resting under his chin, as strong arms wrapped around her, holding her close as she sobbed into his chest, clutching his thin, white, flowing shirt. He stroked her back as her soothed her, shushing her, and running his fingers through her hair gently, rubbing her back, and holding her close. He nodded at Isan who got off the ladder and sat down nearby a big, silvery, fluffy cat with blue eyes, the size of a small dog. Isan would sleep with them, on a big cushion nearby, big enough for him, the griffon on it, and the cat. He sat down on the edge of it and started to pet the griffon. The griffon bowed his head to him, which was a sign of respect in the griffon language. Axel and Isan noticed every branch above them had a dream catcher on it. Dream catchers of all shapes, sizes, and kinds hung above them, creating a dream catcher roof above them, sending off a strong, warm, safe feeling that made Axel and Isan feel protected and made them feel safe. They realized, they must have been to ward off the nightmares she had every night since that night of blood shed . Not that it helped. Or so she told them earlier. Suddenly, a loud, deep rumble made axel, isan, kata, the griffon and the cat turn towards the corner of the room. It came from a tiger, the size of a horse, big, with curved horns, sharp, inky black claws, and spikes on its back and tail . It came over to the bed and kata threw her arms around its neck. It closed its eyes and bowed its head at the two before nuzzling kata and licking away her tears. She gave a shaky smile and turned towards axel and isan. The tiger beast laid down, head in kata's lap as she stroked it, causing it to purr a little. "This is Howl. He is a tiger guardian. Ever since that day, I felt a spirit watching over me for the first year. I think it was my mother. One day, I got the sense, she couldn't stay any longer, so she sent Howl to protect me. There are other guardians the look over me, and comfort me. When they arnt here and even when they are, howl is here. He always goes everywhere I go. Except for a couple days ago, when I hunted that creature, then stumbled into Axel. I think he knew something like fate had planned it out for me to meet axel alone, so he let me go alone to hunt the beast which led me to axel. I love howl. He is my guardian angel." Howl got up, leapt through the leafy wall, onto a branch, since the tree made the leafy wall five feet thick of branches and leaves which made it easy to get to each level without the ladders or provided good places to curl up and read or draw or sleep and still be able to be hidden from view outside of the tree by the leaves. He laid down on a branch to rest. Isan settled on the cushion, and axel pulled kata back to him, wrapping his arms around her, holding her tight. He laid them down, spooning her into him, still cradling her to him, gently, in his strong arms. He nuzzled into her neck, inhaling her smell. She smelled like something magical, sweet, and mystical. She really was one of a kind. All three fell asleep. Katala and the Fox Ch. 02 The strong, warm body holding her to him warded off the nightmares. There was definitely something different to this girl, but in a good way, and axel knew she needed him, just as much as he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. When she awoke she snuck out of Axel's arms, grabbed her bow and arrow, and started down the rungs. "Where are you going." Asked Isan. She sighed, resting her head against a rung. "I need to hunt, and there are still a couple of magical items, ingrediants, that I have to get, before I leave for the warriors market to sell my wares. The snazzleclaws, surprisingly left, i'm guessing because of Howl, so I need to leave. I'll be back though." Isan got up, walking over to the ladder. "Then I'll come too." She looked up and started to protest, but he motioned to Axel and they both knew there was no way he would be happy if she didn't bring him, even though Axel and Isan knew perfectly well she could take care of herself. Besides, Isan would come with her to guarantee she would return more than he was to protect her, which she didn't need. She sighed, nodded at Howl who nodded back, the message clear that he was to alert axel what they were doing when he awoke . She looked at him again and motioned for him to follow. They stopped on the second floor. She handed him a bow and arrow and conjured up a pure blue bird of energy. "Practice shooting at it. You're not leaving here without a good deal of skill in archery. You need to be fast, and accurate. Every time. You can't miss a shot, because it could mean the difference between life and death. Trust me. I've had more than enough of my share of really bad injuries. I can heal super fast. Almost instantly. Well, that and I'm immortal. I know because I once had my head chopped off by an animal. It took me awhile to find it again. I had to cut my head off again a couple times after that to learn to find it quickly. I've been immortal since birth. I don't know if any of the others of my kind had it. But it's how I've survived all these years. So shoot. Start shooting, and don't stop until you can shoot it and hit it every time while it flies at its full speed." She left him to practice. An hour later, they were still there and Axel had awakened. He jumped down the ladder to find a frusterated looking Isan and an amused Kata. Finally, she couldn't take it any more. "Okay, okay. Stop." She stepped behind him, took his arms, and showed him how to shoot. She did it with a distinct lack of emotion except for determination, in which to show him how to shoot. Axel would have felt jealous if he hadn't known Isan since he was a kid. Finally, Isan shot the bird. She smiled. "Good, now do that a couple more times, and axel start practicing too." She decided she would skip the warrior's market and hunting till tomorrow and showed and taught Axel and Isan how to shoot with accuracy every time and with speed, she taught them how to sword fight, and she even taught them how to use throwing knives. She was so good at it, by the end of the day, they were both skilled archers who could shoot with speed and accuracy, good sword fighters, and knive throwers, again with speed and accuracy. They were amazed and pleasantly surprised by Kata who just smiled and waved it off. She jumped out of the tree after telling them she was hunting for food, and five minutes later came back with five squirrels. She roasted them, and salted them, then served them up. It was delicious. The most tasty treat they had ever tasted. She was telling them about the warrior's market. "I sell the magical items I get from monsters and beasts to them. Like the poison claws and spikes and hides I got from the snazzleclaws. I made one hide into an armor already, a light one mind you, and only the top part. The other two are to remain untouched though, as requested by the armor vendor that I'm selling the hides to. I keep some of the magical items I get and make them into weapons and armor or clothes, sometimes keeping them or selling them to the market." She stopped. She stood up, body tense, and narrowed her eyes. Her eyes widened and her face grew a little pale. She looked to her side and a second later howl jumped out of the thick leafy wall and walked towards her. There was no doubt they could communicate together with their minds. She looked at him and he nodded. She looked shaken, but only for a moment, before she straightened up, and looked like a fierce warrior. Howl growled, puffin out, which made him bigger, the spikes on his back shooting up, become taller and sharper, the horns growing longer and his claws unsheathing. His eyes, the pupils and irises pure black, expanded, until his eyes were completely black. He was a terrifying sight to behold and Isan and Axel had no doubt that he was a powerful guardian to be reckoned with. The deadliness mixed with protectiveness for Kata made him seem all the more fierce. Kata walked over to a shelf, grabbed a belt and strapped it on. She strapped throwing knives, very sharp and deadly, and ninja stars, to it, then strapped a long, sharp dagger to her leg, pulling on a pair of long, tight, boots that went to under her knees. She had on a simple, tight, black, sleeveless shirt. She had on tight, black pants. She grabbed a black sleeveless hood that reached her waist and was made of a strong, protective material, though it was light and flowing, a little tight, and she left it unbuttoned. She pulled on black, leather, fingerless gloves. She grabbed her bow and arrow, glancing at them and telling them to stay there, then walking over to the wall of leaves and jumping through onto a branch, parting the second wall of leaves to glance out. A large, hulking shape told her everything she needed to know about this beast, confirming her fears that it was a very very very deadly, DEADLY, creatures that she had the unforntunate unluckiness to run into once before, an expierance that still caused her to shudder at the thought even today. Axel jumped onto the branch beside her, Isan on the other side of her. They saw the huge creature disappearing through the trees. It was then she realized something. It was headed towards the village. Her eyes widened, face paled a little, and froze as the truth hit home. "Merry mother of gods." She breathed. The destruction it would leave, the lives it would rip from bodies, the death that would reek in the aftermath for years afterwards. And the only one that could save them was her. She fought it once before, she could kill it again, she could save the village. But would she want to. The thought of facing the beast once more almost left her shaking. She shook her head. "No." she said. Axel and Isan looked at her. "I am not going to let it slaughter innocent beings. I am not going to let them die knowing I could have stopped it. I'm going after it." Axel and Isan started arguing but she whipped around and glared at them, the look so fierce, frightening, daring them to disagree. That look kept them from arguing any more. Axel was persistent though. "Kata . . ." "NO!!!!!!!!" she shouted. Axel and Isan were stunned and more than a little intimidated by the fierceness, stubbornness, and determination they saw in her eyes. "SIT!" they stumbled back and sat on the floor with a thump. "You are ABSOLUTELY! NOT! GOING! The level of deadliness that creature has, the destruction, and death it can cause, is so high, it's suicide for you to come with me, and I will never forgive myself if anything ever happens to either of you. YOU WILL STAY HERE AND YOU WILL NOT MOVE AN INCH!!!! I will have Howl, and this creature is so powerful, and deadly, that it will kill you both with one swipe of its hand. You know I can take care of myself and with Howl at my side even more so. I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP SO STAY HERE! AND IF YOU MOVE SO MUCH AS AN INCH FROM THIS SPOT I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND GUT YOU BOTH! UNDERSTAND!" They didn't even think of disobeying her. They found themselves praying they would never have to face her fury. As the saying goes. Hell hath no fury, and at that moment, they were sure the saying was talking about Kata. She summoned a viewing portal so they could watch her battle the creature, then she put a binding spell around the tree to keep them in it. She turned towards them once more. "NOT! AN! INCH!" she shouted, before jumping out of the tree, followed by Howl. They stayed sitting on the floor for fifteen minutes before the creature appeared on the viewing portal in front of them. They sucked in their breaths. It was as big as a small cottage, it was pitch black, a creature made out of shadows, with big red eyes, a single black dot in the center of each, its claws were huge, as were the spikes on its back and head and tail. Suddenly five throwing knives landed in an eye. The second they pierced its eye they began burning it, showing there was acid on them, and really powerful acid too. Within seconds it was blind in one eye. Then Kata jumped onto a branch and swung up and over, flipping onto its head, landing on it's nose and stabbing it in the eye, before flipping backwards and landing on her feet, after which she dashed under its stomach, slicing through with her dagger as she ran, before diving to the side to avoid the massive tail. Howl launched at the distracted, and now almost completely blind creature, literally shredding its nose to ribbons before leaping underneath it to its soft under belly. The creature roared. Howl and Kata dashed and dodged the attacks, slicing its belly until it burst, its organs flooding the ground where Howl and Kata had been a second earlier before they dove to safe ground to avoid drowning in the blood. The creature howled and slashed, catching Kata in the back. Kata screamed, and spun around, leaping into the air, flipping, and bringing her dagger down into the creature's back. It moaned and bucked, trying to throw her off but she hung on. Howl leaped under the neck, rolling, and slashed across it before jumping to the side. The creature yelled and collapsed. Kata slid to the ground. She had a giant hole in her back. Howl padded over and licked her back before lowering kneeling so that Kata could grab onto his back. She jumped on, grunting, and laid still, to stop blood from flowing even more. They started home, Kata bleeding, and silent. Axel and Isan paced, their animals close to the surface, wanting to race to her, given how injured she was. But they knew, even with a hole in her back, she would still give them hell. When she and Howl finally got into the house she gently slid to the ground before she was snatched up again by Axel, who gently brushed a stray lock behind her ear and kissing her strongly on the lips, head, and cheek. He turned her over. The giant hole was now just a deep cut in her back, and they were astounded at her healing abilities for the second time since they met her. Within a couple minutes it was a small scratch and she shot up, before remembering where she was. She sighed. The battle had been gruesome, deadly, almost life taking, and any other warrior would have died not five minutes into it. She was strong though. She tried to squirm away from Axel but he held her close. She sighed and shoved. He was flung halfway across the room. She got up and wearily made her way over to the weapon shelf and disarmed herself. Axel picked himself off the ground shocked, Isan just stood there shocked. They shook their heads and Isan went over to look at Howl's wounds. Howl licked Isan, already protective over him and Axel now, though not as much as he was with Kata. Axel started walking towards her and she flung her head back and groaned loudly. She threw the remaining knives down, jamming themselves into the wood, and turned towards him. "For the mother love of gods Axel. How many times do I have to throw you off me before you realize it is damn near impossible for me to die, and I don't need you to worry about me because there is no reason for you to and I don't need you to protect me." She sighed, rubbed her head, and wiggled her finger at him to follow her up the ladder to the third level. Isan and Howl left the tree to run together, not wanting to be present at the tree for what they knew would come, as always did with unmated true mates. She turned around once they reached the third level, about to give him an earful. "Look, I. . ." Axel pushed her against a branch, his body pining her between him and the tree. His lips covered hers as his tongue slid along her lips, slipping in as she gasped. His hand rubbed the sides of her breasts as she moaned. He broke the kiss. "I know you can take care of yourself." He whispered against her ear. "I just want to hold you close though, to fight with you, and to hold you as I make you scream my name, as I thrust into you, as I lick you and devour you, and as I make you mine." He felt her shudder and smiled mischievously and triumphantly. She was his. Isan and Howl were gone, as were all the other animals, sensing a were about to make Kata his, and the tree did have a sound bubble around them. He lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he gripped her wrists behind her with one hand, the other holding her small but lovely ass. He walked over to the bed and laid her down. He grabbed her boots and pulled them off, then grabbed her pants and pulled them off, gripping her shirt as he kissed her, tangling his tongue with hers, he pulled her shirt off. He pulled back to pull his shirt off. She tried to scramble away, suddenly shy, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her towards him. He pinned her arms above her head. He kissed her luscious mouth as his free hand roamed over her body, stroking underneath her breast causing her to arch her back and moan. He smiled mischievously as he broke the kiss. He grabbed a scarf nearby and kissed her on the mouth as he tied her wrists together to the head board. He pulled her legs apart, breaking the kiss to look at her, arms above her head, tied to head board, effectively pushing her breasts out, her lips swollen from his kisses, her hair disheveled from running his fingers and hands through it, her legs spread apart, and her pussy. He groaned. Her pussy, bare, the lips swollen, and wet. He kissed her lips, then travelled down, to her neck, licking and nipping, down her breasts, stopping to lick each nipple once, then continuing down until he was looking straight at her glorious pussy. He licked the slit from bottom to top, causing her to arch her back. He smiled mischievously. He remembered her dream. He decided to have some fun. "Do you remember your dream. Of me eating you out, sucking on your lips, as I thrust my tongue into your tight hole over and over." He whispered huskily. He grinned as she moaned. He gripped the top of her thighs, holding them apart as his thumbs parted her lips, leaving her completely exposed to him in every sense of the word. She whimpered. He just smiled and started to lick her exposed pussy every where, dipping his tongue into her hole just a little, licking up her sweet and a little tangy juice, licking and sucking. He enjoyed her taste. Finally he plunged his tongue into her hole, causing her to moan. He thrust it in and out, wiggling his tongue in her hole as he dove in again and again. She screamed as she came. Axel watched her, beautiful as she came, then he thrust a finger into her and she screamed louder as her orgasm went on. He thrust in two fingers, her tight pussy, clenching around them, squeezing them, as he rubbed along for her special spot. He smiled as he found it. He licked her clit as he rubbed it, then sucked her clit into his mouth, sucking on it as he triumphantly heard her scream again, shaking. When she finished he crawled back up her body and she summoned flames into her hands, burning away the scarves. He was a little shocked, maybe a little more, and when she pushed him down on the bed and licked his nipples before licking down to his groin, he groaned. His eyes almost bulged when she licked his dick from the bottom to top and swallowed it. A strangled moan came out, and his eyes flashed greener, darker and turned flame redish orange. He gripped the sheet with one hand, the other gently brushed through her hair as she worked up and down. He squeezed his eyes shut as she licked while sucking, licking the hole at the top. When she stayed still, nose against groin, his hand fisted in her hair, and he let out another strangled groan. Kata..." came his strangled moan. She just kept sucking up and down, until finally he pulled her away. He pulled her up and then flipped them over quickly, her on her back and him over her, and he gripped his cock and rubbed it three times, before his cum spurted out onto her belly. He moaned as he finished. He bent down and licked it off her belly, swirling his tongue in her navel. He crawled back up her belly and she placed her hand on his chest. "Not that I wouldn't love to continue but the creature I just faced did rip a hole in my back, which would still be there if Howl didn't lick it, though it would be healing quickly, Howl's spit is amazing with healing power. On its own, that wound would be gone in a day, so my healing powers aren't so great. And I am immortal." Axel smiled and kissed her, tongue licking her lips and tangling with hers before he pulled back, laid down, and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her, cradling her to his chest, where she rested her head against it, head tucked under his chin. "I understand." He whispered in her ear. She shuddered and he smiled. He kissed her neck and nuzzled into her hair. They fell asleep. Katala and the Fox "Yea, well that's the other thing. You were out for a few days. Three to be exact." He watched her eyes widen with an amused smile. "Damn," she said to myself. "I must have gotten scratched by that spike harder than I thought for me to have gotten poisoned enough to be knocked out for three days." Axel's brows shot up. Poisoned? Spikes? He was starting to get the impression that there was more to this girl than meets the eye. She glanced up at him, realizing she had spoken aloud. Time to go. "Well thanks anyways. I really have to be going though." She turned around and started to walk away. She tried her best not to wobble or stumble, since the after effects had her feeling dizzy. No such luck. She was dangerously close the top of the stairs when she started to sway as she walked, leaning to the left a little. She stumbled. A strong arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her back against a strong body before she could fall down the stairs. The smell of smoke, the smell you get when you sniff a firecracker that just went off, enveloped her. Mixed with it was the smell of leather, and masculine smell. It was the most enchanting smell she ever smelled before. "I don't think you're well enough to leave just yet." He said into her ear, smiling, his mouth right next to it. She shivered. She had never felt this way before around a guy. He made her heart speed up. She knew he was a shifter the minute she laid eyes on him. His friend was one too. It wasn't uncommon. She wondered what animal he might be. He felt her shiver and he could smell the tiniest bit of arousal drift up to his nose. He grinned. She squirmed to get out of his arms, but the arm wrapped around her waist tightened. "Oh no." he said in her ear again. "You're not leaving until I know you're well enough to leave." She fought the urge to shiver again. "Fine. Let me go." Axel just grinned more, then he swept her up, causing her to yelp in surprise. He carried her back into the bedroom, lying her on the bed. He looked down at her and felt his fox stir inside him. It was as big as a large wolf, like the size of a werewolf's wolf. He smiled at her. She tried to glare at him but couldn't manage because she was too busy trying not to look away from his gaze that had caught hers, because she knew she would glance at his nice slim, muscular chest, which was showing through his unbuttoned, puffy sleeved shirt. He had on tight black, skinny pants and was barefooted. Finally, she broke it off and looked away. "I'll leave you to get some more rest, since you look like you are about to fall asleep." She did, but she was still beautiful. Axel smiled at her and left. "Good night." He said with a devilish smile before closing the door. . . . . . . . . . . . . . She was wearing one of Axel's shirts and her underwear when she went to bed. And now she was naked, the sheets pushed up at the end of the bed, bearing her body to the world, with her small pert breasts with small pink nipples, toned stomach, long legs, and a shaved pussy. Axel opened the door, shirtless, still in his tight, black pants. He walked towards the bed smiling mischievously. He climbed on and crawled towards her. She crawled backwards but her back hit the head board. He grabbed her ankle and pulled her towards him. He leaned over her and she tried to sit up but he pushed her down again, his hand staying between her breasts. His eyes were a fiery golden orange color. His other hand grazed her thigh. She felt her breath catch. Never breaking eye contact with her, he slid his hand up her thigh, past her hip, over her stomach, to underneath her breasts. He cupped her breast and she moaned softly. Slowly his thumb brushed over her nipple and she gasped. He leaned down, brushing her lips, his tongue darted out to lick at her bottom lip. She gasped again and he kissed her deeper, darting his tongue inside her mouth, savoring the taste of her lips and mouth. He squeezed her breasts, enjoying the moan she gave in response. He brushed his thumb over her nipple and she moaned again. He broke the kiss to watch her face as he slowly began to rub her nipple between his index finger and thumb. She gasped then moaned louder, head falling back to the side, and closed her eyes, her back arching up just a little to his touch. He kissed her lips, then trailed down and kissed under her ear, chin, and neck. Her eyes shot open as he kissed, licked, and nipped on her neck. The hand holding her down grabbed her wrists firmly and pulled her arms above her head, effectively causing he breasts to push out farther. He smiled mischievously and slowly nipped and kissed down to her right breast. He teased it with his breath. She couldn't stop the whimper that escaped. He looked up, watching her, as he slowly flicked her nipple with his tongue. She gasped, her gasp turning into a moan when he licked it again, slowly, staring at her and grinning mischievously the whole time. Then he kissed her nipple and slowly sucked it into his mouth. She moaned loudly, straining against his grip on her wrists, arching her back more, pushing her breast into his mouth. He sucked and nipped on it, tugging on it between his teeth and sucking again. She was writhering beneath him now. He released the breasts he was fingering to grab something on the side table. She looked at what it was, panting. It was a thin black scarf. Her eyes widened. Her heart sped up. She glanced at him. He just smiled mischievously back at her as he tied her wrists. Then he slowly sucked her other nipple into his mouth, one hand rubbing her breasts and nipple, the other caressing her soft thigh, sliding up to it and sliding back down. He moved between her legs, and laid down, careful to keep his full weight off her. His legs moved hers apart. She gasped and looked at him and he sucked on her nipple, eyes positively glowing in mischief and sexiness. He slowly released the nipple and started biting and licking down between her breasts. . . . . . . . . . . . . . Axel heard tossing and turning going on in the other room. He sat up and got out of bed, worried she might be trying to escape. He opened her door to find his shirt had ridded up to underneath her breasts, flaunting her toned stomach, small underwear, and long legs. He felt his fox hop restlessly inside him at the beautiful sight of her body exposed and wiggling on the bed. She moaned and whispered "Axel." He felt his eyes widen. She was having a dream. About him. And from the sounds of it, it was a very naughty one. He walked to the end of the bed, watching her whimper and moan. It was the most erotic sight he had ever seen. He slowly sat down and stretched a hand out to graze her leg. She gasped. He jerked his hand back but she moaned. He slowly stretched his hand out again and placed it on her leg. This time she whimpered. He felt his sly fox forming an idea in his head. He slowly smiled mischievously at the plan. He slid his hand up her thigh. She moaned but stayed asleep. . . . . . . . . . . . . . He slowly traveled down lower, licking and biting to her stomach. His tongue swirled in her navel, his gaze holding hers the entire time. She moaned loudly, hip jerking up and he smiled widely, smugly. Slowly he licked and nipped further down until he was right above her clit. She whimpered again and he smiled, placing his hands under her legs and lifting her up closer to his face he licked from the bottom of her slit to the top. "Ouuuuuhhhh god. Axel." She moaned. He grinned. He slowly began kissing her outer lips and thrusting his tongue into her pussy. He pressed his mouth against it and his tongue dove in, thrusting in and out, licking the sides, and swirling around inside her. She was moaning loudly, squirming against his face. "Ohhh god. Oh Axel." He smiled. . . . . . . . . . . . . . He carefully lifted her shirt up even more past her breasts. He sucked in a breath. They were so beautiful. He felt his fox itching to sneak out and lick them, and Axel was tempted to let him. Slowly he leaned over and licked one. She moaned and arched her back. He smiled mischievously, knowing her dream pleasure and the pleasure of real life would make this so much better an experience for her. He leaned over and slowly sucked it into his mouth. She moaned in her sleep, arching her back. . . . . . . . . . . . . . She was so close to something big. She didn't know what. Axel's tongue grew longer and longer until it was his fox's tongue. It hit her barrier and paused. She was so close. She was a virgin. . . . . . . . . . . . . . She whimpered. Axel smiled wider. Even in her dreams he was a teaser. He slowly sunk lower, tugging on her panties. He pulled them down and felt his fox struggling to surface when he saw how it was shaved. He groaned and licked it slowly. He lost all sense in his head when he tasted her sweet juice. He plunged in. She moaned and gasped, still asleep, wiggling and squirming. . . . . . . . . . . . . . She screamed as she came for the first time ever. Then, she woke up. . . . . . . . . . . . . . The feeling of being eaten was still present, even as she slowly came to. She realized it was because she was being eaten. She moaned as she watched her spiky red haired dream guy slowly eat her out. She watched through half closed eyes. Axel couldn't get enough of her taste. His tongue pulled out. He didn't want to risk her waking up. A groan reached his ears. He looked up to find her slowly open her eyes and look at him. He could see the arousal still swimming in her eyes. She whimpered. He moved up her body until her was leaning over her face. Her breath became faster as she gazed in his eyes. "Someone was having a good dream." He said with a knowing smirk. He smiled wider when she blushed and look away. He tilted her head back towards him. He leaned down to her ear. "What was it about." She squirmed, trying to get away, but he placed his hand on her chest to hold her still. "What was it about." He asked again, grinning. He knew he was teasing her, but he also knew she liked it, or at least now after her dream. He wanted to know if it was about him. "You." She breathed out. His grin widened. "What was I doing in your dream." She swallowed. "You were . . ." "Yes?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, a smile curling his lips. She closed her eyes. "You were . . . kissing me." His smile could have rivaled even the chesire cat's from alice in wonderland. "Like this?" he asked, leaning down and brushing his lips with hers. When she opened her mouth tentatively his tongue darted in. His tongue tangled with hers. He broke the kiss to look at her flushed face. She meekly nodded her head. He smiled mischievously, leaning down to her ear. "What else did I do." She looked away. He tenderly gripped her chin and pulled it towards him, placing a soft kiss on her lips. "What else did I do." Silently, she took his hand and slid it up her stomach to her breast. He grinned. She had a very good dream. He squeezed her breast. She gasped, her head falling back, and moaned. He smiled again. "Did I play with your breasts." He whispered in her ear. She whimpered as an answer. He squeezed her breast and neaded it. She moaned again, arching her back. "You kissed my . . ." "Your what?" He asked. He had a very good idea what. "Was it your breasts." He grinned as he leaned down and kissed her breasts, licking them after each kiss. She moaned and arched her back again. "Or was it your pussy." He whispered in her ear. She whimpered and he grinned as he took that as a yes. He kissed down her neck, nipping and licking, kissing occasionally. His swirled his tongue in her navel and listened to her soft moan. When he reached her pussy he licked the slit. She gasped and arched to his touch. He smiled deviously. He began slowly licking from top to bottom, dipping in and out. His tongue grew longer and finally he plunged it in. She moaned loudly, arching her back, hands grasping the sheet as he stared at her while he licked her, thrusting in and out, eating her out. His long tongue bumped her virgin barrier and he stopped. His fox demanded he come out and take her now, and he loved that he would be her first, but he didn't want to force her to do anything. He looked up at her as he continued to lick. He licked and thrust his tongue faster until he bit lightly on her clit and licked it. She screamed as she came, body shaking. She was beautiful. He smiled smugly, knowing that was probably her first orgasm. He moved back up her body and stopped as he leaned over her face. "I think that's enough excitement for tonight." He kissed her deeply then pulled away getting up and walking to the door, he looked back to see her looking at him. He smiled mischievously. "Goodnight, again." He closed the door behind him. He walked to his room and slipped into bed, falling asleep while thinking about what had just happened. In the other room, she was thinking the same thing. Soon both fell asleep. . . . . . . . . . . . . . In the morning, she felt a lot better. Well enough to leave, but she didn't want to, and that scared her. She didn't know how it happened but somehow she had grown on Axel and he on her. She had vowed never to let anyone into her heart, least they get sucked into her miserable life. She quietly snuck down the stairs, bow in hand, dressed. She had to get to that beast before the corpse rotted into the ground. "Going somewhere?" said a voice laced with some humor. She sighed and turned to look at Axel still wearing his flame red boxers. "Actually, yes. There's something I have to do and if I don't do it soon I'll loosed the chance." She hoped he would let her go. "Look, my arms even healed." She showed him the healed arm. Axel slightly narrowed his eyes. It was completely healed. There was something definitely nonhuman about this girl. "Okay. I'll go with you." He said smiling. She groaned. "Look I don't need you. I am perfectly capable of lifting a 200 pound beast by myself." Her eyes widened and she slapped her hand over her mouth. His eyebrows shot up. She closed her eyes. Crap. His eyes were wide in surprise. 200 pound beast. There was more to this girl than he thought. "UGGH! FINE! You can come with me, but not a finger on the goods, you hear! I killed it so I get its poison talons and hide." His eyebrows shot up again. Poison talons? She walked out forcing him to follow. They walked back to the clearing and from there they followed the path she made to the beast. Right as before they reached it she froze. She slammed him back while grabbing his shirt at the same time. "Don't move." She whispered as quietly as she could. He froze too, feeling her tense up beside him. He was about to respond when she whispered "There are two Snazelclaws ahead. They can kill you in ten seconds flat. When I faint, because I have no doubt in my mind I will get spiked again, cover their bodies so when I wake up I can deal with them." He started to protest but she shook her head whispering as quietly as she could. "There is no way in hell I am letting you go up against them. Their poison claws and spikes will kill you in five seconds. The only reason I didn't die last time is because I built up an immunity to the poison over the years so now it only knocks me out. It will kill you though. Just, STAY. PUT." Without another word she dashed up a tree, hopped from branch to branch and dropped down onto the opposite side of the creatures, across from him, silent as the night. His mouth dropped open. She was amazing. She scaled the tree as fast as lighting, jumped the branches like a monkey, and was silent as a shadow. There was definitely more to her than meets the eye. Quick as a whip she whipped out two arrows and shot them, the both hitting the creatures in the small of their back. They whipped around, heavily injured. She sprang into the air, dodging six spikes shot by each creature, grabbing a branch, swinging upside down, twice and then leaping into the air and landing infront of them. She whipped out two arrows and shot them down before he could even blink. They died. She turned and smiled. "All without a single spi. . ." she looked down at the spike in her leg. She threw down her bow. "God," she pulled it out, "damn it!" she quickly grabbed all the spikes the creatures shot at her and threw them in her side bag with the ones she collected from the first. She quickly yanked all three's poison claws out and threw them in a separate bag, and covered the bodies all up. She fainted. She fell into warm, strong arms. Axel shook his head. He just didn't know what to think about this girl. She was a hard core hunter, that was for sure. He quickly laid her down and uncovered the beasts to begin skinning them. He got through two before she awoke and collapsed onto her knees beside him two hours later, knife in hand and glaring at him for having skinned the first two for her. She skinned the last in one minute flat whereas it had taken him two hours to skin the others, and hour each. Their hides where tough as nothing he had ever felt before. She lifted one of the bodies above her head and threw it into the fire. "If we don't burn the bodies they will come back. Normally I let them because otherwise I wouldn't be able to sell to the warrior market their poison claws and spikes for weapons, but the village here is too close for my comfort and so one of them might manage to get to the village and hurt someone while I chase them before I can stop them." His eyebrows shot up for the who knows what time that day. "You sell to the warriors market?" She smiled at him. "Of course. They wouldn't have half the rare weapons made from magical animals that they have without me. I'd keep the ashes so when I move I can release them where I stop to settle for awhile next, but animals are attracted to this stuff like crack. They eat it. They become mutated. Not pretty and hard to handle." She dropped the second body onto the fire. She settled down. She sighed and wiped her brow. He got up and sat down beside her, pulling her into his lap and holding her. She protested at first but gave in since she was exhausted. She laid her head on his chest. "There is definitely more than meets the eye to you." She laughed. "You have no idea." He raised his eye brow. She hit his chest. "Ow!" he said, surprised. "Stop doing that! You know if you keep doing that your face could freeze like that!" He laughed. She chuckled with him. She soon fell asleep cuddled in his arms. He shook his head. There was definitely more than meets the eye to this one.