Taylor - stripes and shadows (lesbian) [on hold]

Chapter 16 - This life

I must have fallen asleep on the sofa while watching a movie with Joe, when I woke up the TV was off and I was sprawled out alone, stretching I rolled off the sofa and looked around, Joe was sat in the kitchen with Amber drinking coffee “got any for me?” I asked as I sat down at the table with them “yeah, I’ll get you a cup” Joe smiled and shuffled around the kitchen to make me a cup of coffee, Amber leaned over “so, you still sure nothings going on between you and Joe, I came back in and you two looked pretty cosy on that sofa” she whispered “I don’t even remember falling asleep but no, nothings going on, the same as it is between me and you, were all just friends alright” I whispered back, I was starting to get slightly annoyed with them, I loved them both but I don’t think it was in that way, thankfully Joe came back and handed me a cup of steaming coffee, sparing me from any more questions, a few people who had joined the clan had taken over the living room, Joe told me that the rest had been put into different packs and were living in the houses around the cul-de-sac “so who’s taking over the elites?” I asked “well we all decided it would be best if I did that” Joe said taking a sip of her coffee “I’m taking over the other the less brilliant fighters, Deane’s going to be in charge of the other packs that take care of the clan” Amber explained “I’ll try train up some more who can be under Joes command, I’ve seen a few already but most just wont make it to the level that’s needed for that, I’m struggling with some of them to even keep them under my command, I think I’ll give it a week or so and if they don’t get any better I’ll give them the choice to either be passed over to Deane or leave” Amber added, I didn’t want anyone to leave, I had noticed that most had come from packs that didn’t want them “I’ll help train them with you if you want” I offered Amber “that might help, plus it’ll help them become more loyal to you” Amber smiled as she got up to put her cup in the sink “by the way the guys over in the living room are going to be staying in the house with us” Joe said, I looked over at them, Dora and Bart where sat with some other’s who I’d met briefly, there was a new woman who I hadn’t met before sat a little way away from the rest with Lance, they were talking so I decided not to disturb them, the woman glanced at me a few times, Joe came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, the woman’s scowled menacingly in our directing, without thinking I shoved Joe off me “what’s wrong?” Joe asked confused, I turned around to face her, peeling my eye’s away from the new comer “huh, nothing, sorry” Joe looked concerned at me “some of the guys are going to be meeting in the pack garden soon for some training, you in Taylor?” Amber asked as you walked up beside me “sounds like a plan”.

Me and Amber stood in the back garden with some of the people she was training up, after going through some easy drills to get them warmed up she made them shift forms and paired them off to spar, she explained that she would watch them and pull aside the ones that weren’t keeping up with the others, a few of the more advanced fighters were with her to train the them, if there were any that were falling behind too much for them then she would train them herself, after a little while she started walking over to the sparring pairs and stopping them, then pairing the weaker one with one of the more advanced fighter’s, I took Amber’s lead and walked over to a young cat who was getting beaten the crap out of by his partner, stopping the fight I pulled him to one side away from the others “looks like your not doing too good, thought I’d give you a hand” I smiled, he smiled back at me, he’d shifted back into his human form when I’d pulled him away, he was tiny in his human form, he looked like he was about 7 and was built like a twig, it wasn’t surprising that he couldn’t fight looking at him as he was now “what’s your name then” I asked kneeling down so that I was more level with him “Ryan” he replied looking at the ground shyly “your Taylor aren’t you” he asked looking up for a split second before going back to looking at the ground “yup, I’m hoping I’ll be able to teach you how to fight” I said smiling at him as he shyly smiled at back “alright, should I shift” he nervously asked, I nodded before shifting myself, the size difference between us was noticeable, he was just as small in his cat form, I knew that I’d have to go easy on him, I took a swipe at his head as softly as I could, he managed to dodge it, this made me realise that even though he wasn’t strong his size could be used as an advantage, I would expect that he’d been trained to be strong but it was obvious that that wasn’t the case, I could train him to use his smaller size to his advantage “you’re fast and small, don’t try to charge me or fight me directly, use your size to get under or around my attacks to take me out” I explained, he seemed to understand what I meant as I took another swipe at him and he dodged out of the way, I chased him, as I got closer he tripped over on his own paw, I backed off and let him get up, ordering him to get back into his starting position, we traded blows for some time, he was slowly getting better, my main concern was making sure he stopped tripping over his own paws,  they were unusually large for such a small werecat, Amber called for a break after a few hours of training, me and Ryan trotted into the kitchen not bothering to shift forms, walking over to the fridge I grabbed the handle with my teeth and pulled it open, Ryan crawled under my belly and poked his head through my front paws so he could look in the fridge, he didn’t have to crawl low as he was only a bit shorter than my leg, scooting forward he grabbed some lunch meat out and bolted for the back door, laughing I chased after him for it, we ended up in a tug of war in the back garden, once we got tired we laid down in the grass and shared the lunch meat, Ryan told me about his old pack, he got picked on a lot for his size and shunned by most of the pack “you look about the right size for a 7 year old to me” I said rolling over and stretching out on my back “I’m nearly 12 not 7” he laughed as he pounced on my belly “oh that kind of explains a lot then” I wheezed “I hope I can stay here, with you” he said with a sad look “well even if you don’t get good at fighting I’ll make sure you stay in the clan and that no one picks on you”  I said as I stretched again “I’m going to get a drink, you coming?” he asked as he got up and shifted forms “nah I’m good here, I’ve been meaning to ask, how come when you shift you have cloths on?” I asked “you just imagine the cloths you want to wear and when you shift you’re wearing them duh” Ryan laughed as he walked away, huh that easy I though, rolling over onto all fours I gave it a try, looking down at myself after I’d done I was disappointed to see that I’d only managed to get the underwear right, sighing I tried again, this time I managed to get some trousers but my top half was completely bare, so much for easy I thought “you’re not concentrating enough on each individual piece of clothing” the woman who was with Lance earlier explained as she walked over to me.

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