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Dana Fox: You're at summer camp at the San Manuel Reservation, and in the barn and a horse turns to look at you and says "Do you have an apple? I love apples", and swishes her tail.
Awan: 's eyes are plastered wide as a younger boy, looking to the left and right in slight terror before he realizes there was no-one around. "Uhhhm. Just one." He takes out a small and half cut apple with a few slices. He hands her one slice at a time.
Dana Fox: She eats them one slice at a time, careful not to bite your hand.
Awan: is still a little scared, "What's your name?"
Dana Fox: "I'm Aliha:", she says. "You're the first person ever to talk to me in horse. Are you some kind of language expert?"
Awan: finds the horse intelligent. He thought animals were kind-of dumb. "I... guess.This is the first time." Another look around, he seems safe, well safe with a talking horse.
Dana Fox: "Well, you can talk to me anytime you want to. And if you need a ride, you can count on me. Just bring apples."
Awan: finally cracks a small smile, a little shy. Now that she's a talking creature, he compares her a bit to some of the girls around. "Heh, sure." It's an uncomfy pause. "Your very pretty." Mr. Flirt.
Dana Fox: You hear a guy horse in another stall say "Hey, that man is talking to Aliha". Turning your head, he's looking at a horse beside him.
Dana Fox: 10
Awan: suffers from more blushing. Great, more of em'. They must all talk. Awan taking a step to the side to be closer with the manly sounding horse. "Hi... um... I'm Awan." Saying that to both.
Dana Fox: "I'm Norac", says the male horse. "Can you teach me to speak mouse? I stepped on one by accident, and I regret it every day."
Awan: "Don't think so, poor little guy. I'm sure it wasn't your fault."
Dana Fox: "Okay", he says, swishing his tail. "But more apples would be nice if you can do that".
Awan: "Oh alright." A few more slices, handing one to the mare and another to the stallion. Awan liked apples too.
Dana Fox: The horses thank you. But now that you know that you are 110% clinically insane, what do you do next?
Awan: is not sure what to do, well other than rubbing the snout of the mare. He liked horses, though this was new.
Dana Fox: Yeah, it's kind of weird. But the horses seem to like you too - they just don't seem to talk much.
Awan: There aren't many folks he could mention this too. Actually none at all. They did speak to him right? A little nauseous wave hitting his stomach. He decides to walk out of the stable and head towards something else.
Dana Fox: As you walk out of the stables, the first thing you notice is that you can understand the trilling of the birds. Some talk about how pretty they are, others about how great their nest is, but mostly their is ongoing conversation about how to raise your chicks correctly.
Dana Fox: 15
Awan: is thinking 'this is not happening' as it was happening. A quicker pace as he starts to jog away and away. Huffing a little bit as he heads to the offices at the end of the farm. There might of been a couple dogs but fewer animals over-all.
Dana Fox: The dogs don't seem to have anything to say (at least at this point) and you arrive at the office building at the center of the summer camp that looks out over the big cabins where you kids stay.
Awan: huffs a bit just wanting a bit of water. Drinking from a fountain as he tries to not lose his shit. The situation dawning on him.
Dana Fox: I'll give you time to plan.
Awan: slides against the wall, hitting his head against it a couple times. Okay... so. He's lost his mind. There has to be someone to talk to. A little trust, won't throw him in a padded cell. Couldn't tell his friends, counselors... family. There is one. Hands clamped together as he thinks of a way to reach him soon.
Dana Fox: (I need to know about your family. Can you detail that for me? And there is no camp counselor, just a headmaster. And he has an appropriate name, like "Mr. Wall" or something. Yeah, let's go with that.)
Dana Fox: 10
Awan: (Mostly a dad. Moma was missing for a long time. Dad told him she left one day. There was always more to the story but Awan didn't pry too much. One sister, four years older. Miles away and studying marine biology. The relationship with pa could be better. Occasional drunkenness, been yelled at a few times, but pa is always sorry after-words. At least they are speaking turns, mostly trusting him too. Not telling about speaking animals though.)
Dana Fox: Okay, so what do you do next?
Dana Fox: But yeah, the tribes medicine man does come to mind....
Awan: decides it. He's going to the medicine man as soon as possible. Never had a chance to talk to him in a while. Actually, doesn't he live in a trailer? He could sneak off in one night but it would be a hike to get there...
Dana Fox: Abedabun has a middle class house not far from you. You could just walk right of camp and and walk maybe an hour to meet him, if he's home.
Awan: can't do it right now, gotta wait till it's later. He's snook away a couple of times before. Now to get back to the cabins and cover ears with pillow's. He's done with talking animals for the afternoon!
Dana Fox: That night the other kids in you cabin plan a shaving cream raid on on the cabin next to yours. These cabins are like long-houses, with about a dozen bunkbeds and no air-conditioning, but that's what summer camp is all about on the reservation.
Dana Fox: 10
Awan: spots a perfect excuse to escape, one kid missing ain't the end of the world. So, backpack has all the essentials. Water... hot tamales... wriggly's chewing gun... a few cow tail caramels... a couple slices of bread. Yeah. That's pretty much it. It's not like he's camping overnight. Just a snack, he can't stay at the medicine man's home all night. Most of the cabin is empty, so it's a time to slowly make his way out.
Dana Fox: You creep out while the other kids take their cans of Barbasol and creep towards the enemy cabin, while you sneak towards the front gate. Like every place in the country, it's surrounded by barbed wire, but it's not electrified or anything, so slipping though it is easy. So now you're on the the road that heads into town, walking down this long lonesome road after sunset. But at least the birds are all asleep now.
Awan: can't hear a single talking animal, a little reprieve for the kid's blasted mind. A stready trek towards the house, and to answers. Did he forget to bring a flash-light... yes he did. Figures. Following the road isn't too hard though and he has a pretty good idea of where the house is.
Dana Fox: The moon is half full and the sky isn't cloudy, so you can at least see the road. In the countryside, it can get really damn dark at night, but you're good. You walk toward the lights of town, and into the lit neighborhoods and finally up to the house where Abedabun lives.
Awan: makes his way over to the front door, knocking on it immediately. He needs answers. He's a scared boy... while chewing his gum. Helps him keep calm. His eyes shift to the left and right expecting a conversing critter.
Dana Fox: It takes awhile, but the old guy does answer. And as he approaches the door from the other side you feel something - I don't know how to describe it, it's like what you feel when when you walk from one room full of people to another, like a change in atmosphere. Suddenly everything is different. And you've met him before, but you've never felt that before. And he opens the the door and smiles at you. "I've been waiting for the Great Spirit to bring you to me. Come in", he says.
Awan: stepped in without question, he could be trusted. "Expecting me?" Kid taking slower steps as he checks out the house, eyes darting all over the place. Being in his presence is some-what calming so he dares not to wonder from the old man.
Dana Fox: "The Old Man Who Fixes The Holes In The World spoke to me last night in a dream. He said Coyote wanted to talk to you. Something about a cook-out, I couldn't quite catch the last of the message." he says. "But our nation needs a new medicine man, and I know my time here on Earth is coming to an end. Would you like some some re-heated pizza? We have a lot to talk about."
Awan: 's eyes are back to being dinner plates. "The who's of what's about of what?" Its a couple awkward seconds as he processes this. "Sure... I'll take pizza." It will be a long night. "Wait... Coyote?"
Dana Fox: "Yes, the Trickster god, and I don't mean Nixon, seems to have you in his sights for something important", he says as you follow him into his kitchen. He takes a couple slices out of his fridge and puts them in the microwave on paper plates. "I need to teach you how to become a medicine man. But you would not have sought me out if you didn't need instructing. Tell me what you have you seen so far."
Awan: sat in a chair twiddling thumbs, is he gonna tell him. It's a few nail biting seconds but he opens up. "A fucking horse talked to me! A girl horse. She just said hi and... and I fed her apples. And then a guy horse talked to me. And then I heard the birds talked then I ran back to the cabins to bury my head in the bed. Have I lost my god damned mind?"
Dana Fox: "Hmm. Speaking to animals is hard for me to do. I've had a lot of practice at it though. You just suddenly found yourself able to talk to them? That's power. I'll teach you everything I know, may the Great Spirit have mercy on mankind", he says.
Awan: "Mercy, mankind?" These are very powerful things to drop on-top of like a twelve year old. Just a couple grumblings from his stomach as he suddenly realized he was hungry. "So... magic. They weren't lying, it's real." It sounded rather ridiculous but it was easier to swallow then being absolutely crazy. His heritage helping ever so little too, but to be a real medicine man? How was he qualified. He's just a kid!
Dana Fox: "This may be the end of history", he says. "But at least we are on the right side. Of course, lots of people have thought that before, and some where right - look at the Maya for example. But this seems bigger somehow", he says as the microwave beeps and he takes the plates of pizza out, handing you one. "The first thing I need to teach you is how to detect magic. And you need to understand what feeling spiritual energy really means. Can you stay in my spare room for a few weeks, just for the initiation rituals? I have a sweat lodge out back, so we can get it all done here."
Awan: "End of history!" More mind fucks for the kid. At least there's pizza, that helps. The kid chows down very quickly, almost burning his mouth. "Four weeks though..." A trusted man of the community, four weeks with the medicine man doesn't sound so bad and wouldn't raise too many brows. What little contact he had with the medicine man showed he could be trusted. "I guess, don't got a choice either."
Dana Fox: AwanYesterday at 12:32 PM
suddenly gained a bit of bravado as he sits his upper half up, getting his muzzle to the wolf and starting a canine kiss. Licking especially over those nostrils as he draws in her scent. A slight wild feeling growing in him as he wishes to take her as his feral form. Another forceful kiss and lip up her neck.
MarissaYesterday at 12:40 PM
(is father dove going to leave?)
Dana FoxYesterday at 12:41 PM
Father Dove stops and slowly starts to turn around.
AwanYesterday at 12:44 PM
's tail gains a couple inches in length as he starts to grow, muzzle growing as well as slowly turns into his more feral form. Long tongue with longer licks on that muzzle as Awan want to escalate this. Even his coyote pecker gaining a slightly more feral length, eyes betraying a growing sense of confidence.
Dana FoxYesterday at 12:45 PM
Father Dove finishes turning around, and sees what's going on. "Marissa, no!", he shouts.
Marissa: "Why not dammit!" I tried to say, which only came out as a garbled wolf-yowling, tail lowering again as I took a step forward towards him, and then eyed around to the woods.
Awan: had turned back to his feral form, larger coyote muzzle in view as he laid a little under the wolf. The quick canines form shuffled out to free himself. He grumbled a bit as he made a circle around the wolf, appreciating that muscled form. Stronger than a regular wolf, something was very off about her, but it was intoxicating. He did one last thing, nose to under her tail as Awan took a sniff. Not even meaning to, the tip of his tongue suddenly lapped at something very spicy. Awan pulled himself just in time away so he could jump out and into the safety of the woods.
Marissa: I shuddered at the touch.. and watched him escape. Looking Back to father dove, and being so torn I even growled, and ran off after Awan, bolt off into the woods at supernatural speeds
Awan: had ran off, keeping out of father's site as he went around bushes and jumped through the shrubbery easily. Deeper and deeper into the woods until he thought himself safe, very much feeling the presence of an interested mate approaching. His spirits were high as he awaited, the feeling growing in his loins. There wouldn't be much fore-play, Awan drunk on animalistic lust.
Dana Fox: Father Dove reaches for one of his handguns, and then stops. As he watches what what you do, he face-palms instead.
Dana Fox: "Maybe this is normal for shape-shifters?", he mutters as he watches the two of you dart happily into the woods.
Marissa: I was right on Awan's tail quickly... and.. Of course the first thing I did was tackle him down, Pinning him to the floor, a paw above his limbs... making sure he knew what he was dealing with!
Awan: A little whine escapes the coyote's lips, she shouldn't be this strong. Horny but a little bit intimidated, the coyote puts up a counter-attack, a light snapping of his muzzle. He tries tries to push her off, really pushing with his legs. He's the male here!
Marissa: was bigger, stronger... and at the snapping, she pushed a paw down against his neck for a momen.. looking down between their bodies and his legs to see his cock, she slowly dismounted, and raised her tail, spread her legs. looking back at him.
Awan: It worked, he showed her... actually no. It didn't feel like a victory. She let him do that. His muzzle turning up to look over to her and that raised tail. His heart pumping out his compact chest as he scrambled to get back on all fours. Sniffing the air for a couple of seconds before padding his way to the source. It was hard not to jump her immediately, but certain instincts said taste. Coyote smelling that tail star before going down and smelling a very spicy and furry muff. Awan's canine eyes rolled back as his tongue lapped at it repeatedly over and over, taking very deep sniffs the entire time. This nearly causing Awan's mind to fizzle out.
Marissa: She was wondering what the hell this guy was doing.... Sniffing around and all such like a feral, she was about ready to growl at him again when he pleasured her as demanded , her heat-addled spade parting to his tongue, eager to take a cock yet again.. she stepped a half step back, urging him to mount her already!
Awan: 's mind did fizzle, a bit like a mosquito on a bug zapper. Mind all feral now as he licked his last, wolf stepping forward. Offer received and Awan will take it. The female almost showed him but this time he will be ontop. A little growling, the male showing off as Awan stepped forward. Raising his hind legs for a second to make a quick hop. She was pretty big after-all. The coyote not caring as he hopped forward again, getting on-top of her. It was hard to feel dominant when on the back of such a big-girl but he tries. A very light nip of her neck and a couple more growls. Suddenly the coyote feeling a warmth on his cock-tip, just barely exposed as he pushed his hips into the girl. He then begins to hump. He humps at an inhuman speed. Awan is on a mission.
Marissa: When nipped on the back of the neck... she immediately did a flip, throwing him off of her back to have him land beside her, eyeing him... even the last feral mutt didn't do that to her. Glaring at him, and then once again presenting herself, Relying on the idea that he wants to fuck as much as she wants to get fucked.
Awan: is once again on his back, a little less feral after his head hitting the ground. Will he be stupid enough to try to mount and nip one more time. Not likely, he seemed to have gone off her pretty quickly and not only that but she back flipped to accomplish this. The coyote form was larger than any natural coyote but even that just wasn't up to snuff. He gets on fours one last time, ears against his head. He's fairly silent as he paws up to her. No lickings this time, mind a bit more sober. It's a slower shuffle as he gets back on-top of her. She feels quite a bit bigger under him now after what just happened. His humps a bit slower at the start. This is a strange fuck for a feral coyote, Awan's human side agreeing. Still, it starts to feel good as a little coyote smile appears, picking up speed.
Marissa: She let out a sort of pleasured sigh of relief, feeling his cock thrusting in and out. "Much better..." , warmly accepted into her slick cunt, which as in-heat as it was would seem to have really accepted anything. She was even beginning to be crouching just sliughtly for him to get a better position, enjoying his handiwork~
Awan: 's grin is wiped off for a moment even as he continues his thrusts. Despite some very feral urges, Awan having just enough self control to pace. She can talk... oh right. She's something alright, Awan not knowing exactly. "Uuhhh... are you a... hnggg... werewolf?" A few more thrusts, taking a bit of time for that cock to leave it's sheath, a dog thing. He now begins to penetrate her. Fun thing about dogs, many of those first humps are very shallow. Awan starting to roll back into his feral side as he picks up the pace. Coyote dick getting just a bit deeper at each thrust, thrusting several times a second, he couldn't count!
Marissa: She tensed up, hearing words coming from the coyote, Looking back to his muzzle- "Lucky fuck, you get to talk..." not imagining he can actually understand.. spade accepting as ever, however. even if she clenched, he could possibly still slip in
Awan: 's confidence was returning, a really dumb idea approaching. Just a little nip. It almost came out of no-where. Just a little nip on her neck. It might of been his feral instincts, it was after-all what any male would do. It also might of been an urging from a certain trickster dog as punishment for wondering around drunk. Awan fights it for a moment, not wanting to piss off something twice his weight, muzzle dropping down towards that neck. It's hard though as the coyote thrusts even deeper, his cock over half-way in. It was making Awan roll his eyes again. Hnggg... no.... must not. Nip. He stop himself, trying to talk to keep the idea away, "Hnnng... hi darling. Mind if knot you?"
Marissa: "Are you even asking? You better knot me deep.." she was mostly talking to herself... but then... "Wait... can you understand me?" she put her wonder into words, a forepaw moving down to rub over her own belly, thinking about the potential pups that just aren't to be
Awan: "Hhhhnn... yes!" More humps in deeper and deeper, Awan not having many matings with ferals. He does know the knot should start soon as he gets in as deep as he could. Very much inside, enjoying the sensation of going into such a big girl. This urging him on to nip. "Such a big girl..." The coyote's muzzle resting on the back of her neck.
Marissa: "My neck's off limits, kid...." As funny as that might sound from what was previously perhaps a 12 year old girl. "If you need something to do paw over my nipples or something.." she whined out in pleasure as she was getting now almost the entire coyote cock. "...But you can go a little rough, this pussy can take a pounding!"
Awan: didn't doubt she could, coyote thrusting wildly know. "Sooo... good. Such a good girl." He couldn't help saying that, something he said with his last couple of meeting with canine kind. The neck that much more tempting but higher thought ruling the day. "Why no neck?" Dumb question but Awan was never afraid to ask the dumb questions. Suddenly another grunt from the Coyote as he starts to feel a knot form. More ragged and desperate humps as it becomes a bit harder to thrust in.
Marissa: "Cause I'd rather hear you talk as you fuck me." She gave a not-really-accurate answer., but a couple moments later, her insides spasmed around his cock, muscles twitching with her wolven heartbeat as she howls out in orgasmic bliss, Not really responding to him if he asked anything over the next several seconds.
Awan: was too busy humping a wolf creaming herself to think of the answer, hard to talk now as he felt her shudder under her. She wasnt... was she? The idea turning on Awan so much as he suddenly felt stuck and really sensitive. He was stuck in her yet still trying to make little humps. All it did was drive him on the edge, Awan trying to delay, delay! It wasn't working so well as the coyote begun to shudder. Must, hold...
Marissa: coming down from her high, felt his movements slow, get more erratic, or perhaps more ordered. "just cum already. you deserve it." She couldn't help but giggle. "Let it all out, Nice and deep, and don't you let a drop spill~" egging him on for more, imagining what it must be like for him as she clenched around his knot.
Awan: "Nnnn...ghh...nooooo." Awan shuddering hard as he raised his muzzle and howled into the air, a shove of his hips as he suddenly felt his canine cock fire and fire little ropes of cum into the wolf. It was a burst, and another. Feral mind happy that he's firing into a fertile little bitch. Puppy batter, rich from a large male. Awan emptying himself as eyes were closed. Just as he finished his howl, that last couple of ropes finished firing into her. Of course as a Dog, he wasn't going to get off just yet. Instead, he begins to relax. The coyote suddenly having a lovely rest as he relaxes on-top of the massive were-wolf. His coyote cock still letting more of that cum into... a small drizzle at this point. Awan mind had fizzled once more, just a happy pup on-top of Marissa now.
Marissa: "Good boy~" she teased him back, sighing, feeling his weight on top of her, but perfectly comfortable with it. "Pent up much? we GOTTA do this again... where do you live? having your cock on call would be amazing..."
Awan: had continued to lay on the back of the big wolf girl, a happy if some-what plastered look on the coyote's face as he laid his muzzle on her neck, tongue out. "Hmmmnm..." It wasn't much of an answer as the coyote started to konk out. He begins to unceremoniously fall asleep on the wolf.
Marissa: wiggled her rear, shaking him above her. "Come on, answer me first, then fall asleep!"
Awan: yipes, he was too sensitive! That woke him up a bit. "Ahhh. My name is Awan, don't shake your ass!"
Marissa: "Give me your phone number. if you pass out, I'm bringing you with me to Father Dove, and you're gonna translate!"
Awan: "That guy with the pistols, who is he anyways. Oh shit, it's not your dad?"
Dana Fox: lol 😃
Marissa: "that's father dove. He's like uh... " I hesitantly took a step, seeing if movement was feasable. "he's a televangelist, except totally real... or you know, like, 60% real."
Marissa: "powers I mean."
Awan: yiped only a little bit. He would be free eventually.
Awan: thought it appealing to lay on the wolf for some reason, she was warm and soft. He felt safe on-top of her. "Oh okay." Thank you coyote god... if that was his jurisdiction. "So uh, you know about me and my condition. I'm a medicine man. Trainee."
Marissa: "a.. you're an indian?... or is that word out of favor now again?" she started to pace slowly back to father
Awan: has opted to lay on-top of the furry castle, even if it lays towards a man drawing akimbo pistols. If that was her dad, he would be a mile away. "Eh, I don't take too much offense, though. I'm part of the Seranno tribe. Off the mountains." He feels a bit more free, shuffling a little forward. Almost there...
Marissa: (dana around?)
Dana Fox: Gotta run for 30. Back soon!
Awan: (Hmmm... I hope we succeeded in our mission.)
Dana Fox: I'm back!
Dana Fox: Can you guys be more romantic? Awan, show her your human form. Your the same age she is....
Awan: (Switching to back-ground RP. Think of it as an interlude between canine boning.)
Leona: !end
