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The forest was unusually quiet this evening. As you make your way through the underbrush and pass almost silently through the dead leaves that coat the forest floor you can't help but feel goosebumps rise on your skin in response to the unnatural quiet. Without the support of your family the encroaching certainty of winter weighs heavier on your mind than the still night and you press forward determined to find prey.

After a couple of hours of searching fruitlessly for any of the forest wildlife the sound of footfalls reaches your ears. As you stand half way up one of forest hills the sound of human speech accompanies the multiple heavy steps and crunching leaves. Whoever has stumbled across your hunting grounds is headed toward you but you're sure that your hunter's grace has kept them from noticing your presence. Soon you can see the flickering light of a lantern playing across the trees at the hill's peak. The humans should crest the hill shortly but you've plenty of time to act before they do.

Gulping Blair Quickly moved into the underbrush, hiding under a rose bush that had with the help of her family when they were still around had been turned into a perfect little hidey hole, no natural predators could get easily into it, and she doubted the humans would even see her let alone get to her, though she had to wonder what any human was doing out here in the middle of the night and not being hunters made her all the more worried.

From your hiding spot you see the light come over the hill and wander, stopping twice before the men were close enough for you to make out what they were whispering.

"I still say that coming out here at night is mightily stupid, boss. People still don't always make it back from hunting trips in the daylight here! You sure it's-" the worries voice is cut off by a slap much louder than the whispering and the lantern light swayed for an instant.

"Quit your bellyaching, greenhorn. We can't risk people stopping us and asking questions unless you're eager to add even more to the folks who don't make it home." This voice was deeper and rough as it reprimanded the lantern carrier, "Now hand me the shovel before you go and check number four through six."

"R-right, got it boss." Muttering that the lantern carrier moves almost on top of your hiding place before setting the lantern down and fiddling with something near the ground for a moment. The man was close enough for you to hear his breathing and for almost a full minute he stayed there until he finally stood, walking around your bush to kneel a dozen yards past the bush. The man that had been called boss began to move earth a few yards on the opposite side of your hiding place. Whatever he was looking for he must be confident enough that he could find it in the dark of the forest night.

Blair remained completely still barely daring to breath, She was confused as to what these humans were doing, So she slowly peaked out of her hiding place to watch them, She was in her hybrid form at the moment and was using everything she could to both watch the humans and remain undetected, but the fact that they were in her territory and were hunting in it got to her and she began to growl at them as she slowly moved out of the bush, she was starving and looking for food desperately and these humans thought that they could call this hunting!? Snarling she stood up fully and glared hatefully at them.

The greenhorn had continued whatever it was he was doing and wandered further down the hill, taking the lantern with him. The roughed voice man however had been close enough to hear your growl, let his shovel fall to the ground and drew his sword. The dark didn't mean much to your hybrid eyes and you could see the man's battle scarred face as he smirked at you pointing his blade. He wore a mixture of leather armor and a few metal plates covering his chest, groin, forearms and shins. His head was shaved but the shave was a few days old so stubble covered his face and skull. He took two steps to his left, keeping his eyes on you before calmly speaking.

"Come beast, join me for a dance. Maybe you'll spare Jerith from recieveing any more of my agitation." The man wasn't standing like he was ready for battle. His pose was cocky with his sword pointed and his left hand behind his back, hidden from you.

Down the hill you hear the greenhorn, Jerith, "What was that boss? Need me to circle back?"

Crouching Blair Quited her growls and quickly moved into a bush, she tried to get down towards the so called green horn and attack him instead of the cocky man, she didn't trust the way he was acting it was to odd.

The cocky man calls out to his partner as you scurry through the underbrush, "Jerith, get near number six and get the lantern on the ground! There's something big out here with us and I don't think it wants to chat about the weather!"

You can hear Jerith nearly fall over himself before you get close enough to make out his features. The younger man sports leather armor, a quiver of bolts on his back and a hand crossbow on his hip. The greenhorn is taking a knee near the largest tree on the hill with the lantern beside him and holds a short sword out, his eyes searching every direction and finding nothing currently. The young man had short red hair and soft features that were currently displaying panic.

"What do you mean 'something big'? Didn't the militia weed this area out so that it could be claimed for the realm!? Bunch of lazy clods!" He spits at the ground, his teeth gritted to keep them from chattering.

Blair Paused for a second before she turned into her human form the only animal features being her eyes and sharper than normal teeth "Claim? What do you mean claim? This is my territory I have owned it since I was born." She then quickly and quietly moved "This is where I hunt, You are invaders, Why are you here." She demanded before moving yet again and turning back into a form stuck between her hybrid and human forms, why was she stuck? because something had shocked her by grabbing, looking in shock she saw a human trap that had been hidden.

Jerith breaths a sigh as a quiet twang reaches your ears. The trip line that had pulled against your foot broke and a thick net lifted through the dead leaves and brought you several feet into the air. Caught in the rough bindings your body pressed against your limbs. Whatever was acting as a counter weight for this trap must have been designed for something larger than a man.

The greenhorn stows his short sword and picks up the lantern, "Allow me to correct you, friend. This used to be where you hunted. You see, humans have the bad habit of having more whelps the poorer they are. The regions lord Callus decided it was time to create more farm-able land to feed-"

He was cut off once again as the larger man he called 'boss' walked up and slapped him upside the head. "You talk too much, greenhorn."

Jerith rubs his head with a sour look on his face, "No harm in chatting with someone caught in one of my traps, boss. She ain't getting out."

'Boss' moved toward your trapped form and looked up at you, "Don't decide things before you know what you're dealing with." He picks up a stick on the ground and gently pokes it into your thigh, "So, what are we dealing with, girl?"

Blair Growled and wiggled at the poke her young naked body fully visible to both men "Hey you stop that! I'm a Blair not a Girl!" She said with an angry huff "And This is my land! My Territory! I hunt it! But then you came and run all the Prey away! I can't even Find Food to keep me fed because of you Humans!" She said trying to cut at the net, her underfed body easy to see with the lantern light.

The two men look at each other before Jerith nods, "Yeah my trap will hold her. She'd need more than a dagger to break those ropes and..." He looks you up and down with hungry eyes, "Pretty sure she isn't hiding any blade on her."

'Boss' smirks and pats the greenhorn on the back a little too hard, "Good. Now go and grab the hand cart so we can deal with all this. The axe men won't reach this far in for a few days so we can come back for our package on the morrow. We'll need the space for our new friend here."

Jerith nods excitedly before moving off back up the hill at a quick pace. In the pregnant dark the larger man is silent for a time before you see him move to the nearby tree. He reaches up and pulls against a complex rope knot hidden in its branches and you can feel the net grow tighter. Your legs are forced up against your body uncomfortably and your arms are pressed against your sides hard enough to keep you from moving anything more than your wrists.

Returning to his spot underneath you, 'boss' smiles to himself and pick the stick back up, tracing it along your tight behind before letting it rest just above your exposed pussy. "Times are tough, Blair, my girl. Food is scarce but you're lucky we found you instead of the militia boys. They've got no vision, you see?"
He moves closer his head level with your rear end thanks to the tight netting. His eyes staring at your behind in the dark.

Blair Wiggled "What Are you talking about?! Why are you staring at my Behind?!" She demanded as she tried her best to get free.

Your struggling sways the net slightly and you pick at the ropes near your hands but without a better angle to work from you don't make any headway there.
You feel his leather clad hand palm your rear, "The militia was task with clearing this place out for miles around, including removing any 'squatters' from the Lord's realm." He slides his hand from your butt, up the side of your thigh. The sticks lifts from your nethers and pokes between your legs to press against your lean stomach, "They'd have tossed you on your naked ass and left you to your own devices at best. If you'd argued they'd shove their mandate scrolls in your face before digging out the bushes and trees you live in. Us though? I think you'll find we have enough food to spare a friend who's down on their luck."

He squeezes your thigh and then lifts his hand to your calf before squeezing that as well, "You've got some nice muscle on you and with the forests about here being torn down you're going to need a hand keeping em from withering away." His hand leaves your leg and you feel him lightly smack your bottom, "and I'm looking at your behind because I like what I see. You've got plenty to offer the viewer, Blair." His thumb wiggles against your flesh until it reaches your lower lips and pulls at your exposed labia.

Blair Wiggled and tried to get away "I don't understand why would you like looking at my behind that doesn't make any sense, why are you touching where I pee?" But she slows her wiggling "And why would you give me food?" She asked, they weren't pack or family why would he want to feed her? This human made no sense at all! she was so confused!

The man laughs to himself for a moment, "Give isn't exactly the right word, dearie. I'd be happy to see you fed if you help me with a problem of mine. You see, my bed linens are awfully light and I haven't managed to find a proper cloth merchant this trade season. My bed will be cold this winter and the boys that work for me sure as hell aren't going to be any help there." His thumb moves further and slides against your pussy, tracing the slit upwards until it flicks cross your clit, "You seem like, with a bit of fattening up, you'll make a very pleasing bunk mate."

His other hand drops the stick and moves to press a finger against your folds. As the boss does so he looks up at your face trying to judge your reaction. He facial expression was dead serious as his hands toyed with your womanhood. His eyes locked with yours and he raised an eyebrow waiting for your response.

Blair didn't understand why she was beginning to blush slightly but she was, she tried to squirm away from him "You still haven't answer my question! Why are you touching me there!?" She demanded feeling weird and confused, not understanding what he was doing or why it was starting to feel so good.

The man smiles and you can feel the tip of his finger press against your hole, testing its resistance but not forcing through before returning to rubbing between your pussy lips, "This is a pretty common form of intimacy, Blair. I'm impressed you're not familiar with it. A man will touch you here when he wants you to become his. Of course there are more steps to this little ritual but this is how it starts when a man finds a woman he desires naked."

He leans his head in close to your womanhood until you can feel his breath against its sensitive skin. His fingers explore your folds and he uses his other hand to pinch at your delicate nub. "Being mine doesn't sound too bad right? I'll show you new things, feed you, and if you truly miss the wild I can take you to the northern forests where the cold tends to keep humans away. I think I can convince you that there's plenty to enjoy in my company though."

As he finishes speaking his finger once again presses into your pussy and this time buries itself to its first joint leaving it seated just inside your hot depths.

Blair Gasps as thoughts race through her head and her body froze, Her tailhole had no give to it and her pussy even though it was moist from his hands was extremely tight against his finger, in fact it was so tight he couldn't fit even one more finger into her, She weakly shook her head "I~I'm to young to mate!" She said as she realized where this was going "I'm only ten and eight season cycles!" She said with wide eyes.

The boss smirks before his tongue sticks out to meet your tender clit, playing with it for a couple of seconds before he pauses to respond, "You'll find that humans mate far earlier than ten and eight years of age. It all comes down to exposure and your body will learn to appreciate the idea it gets more attention."

He licks your pussy once more, drawing some of the moisture into his mouth to taste, "I'm sure you'll find you aren't too young but instead too inexperienced." His finger presses further into your warm cunt before beginning to move ever so slowly back out, diving back and forth with painstaking glacial speed, "Don't you agree that this is worth a bed, food, and companionship?" The man stares up at you as his tongue reaches out again to tease around your filled hole coaxing it to relax and accept the invading finger more readily.

Blair Groaned in an odd mix of Pleasure and pain, having never felt anything like she wasn't sure what to do, but the thought of warmth and food proved to be to much for her so she slowly nodded "I~I guess...." She said hesitantly, She felt weird and, dirty but she was starving and he was offering food, she was cold and he was offering warmth, her pussy had loosened a little and made it easier for him to move his finger in and out but it was still extremely tight.