Instinct of the Wild

compliance

Conri eyed me as we stepped out of Valentin's house. Valentin was standing on the porch, glaring at me. Jazzmine was looking solemn beside him. 

Conri's pack was scattered around us, waiting for us to get a move on. I had no belongings with me, as Conri had informed me that I wouldn't be needing any articles of clothing. We passed by both Valentin and Jazzmine, causing Valentin's face to curdle like he'd inhaled something rather sour. 

We descended the steps and the wolves sprinted towards us, huffing and chortling as they sniffed about our legs, as eager as Conri to be on our way. 

Conri, already bare-chested, proceeded to remove his only remaining clothes. He threw them on the ground and fell onto all fours, his skin beginning to stretch and tear. I looked away and took a deep breath, deciding I'd rather avoid watching Conri transform into his monstrous wolf. 

I shrugged off my dress, standing naked in front of the wolves and Valentin. I felt uncomfortable and exposed. I shrugged it off and blinked at the sky. I exhaled through my nose. 

Tremors shook my body and I fell onto my hands and knees, my fingers curling into the dirt. I growled with the pain and felt my eyes roll back as my left arm gave out and broke. It lengthened and healed with a snap. I cried out and my cry gurgled into a growl. 

Soon I was panting after my shift, my body momentarily exhausted. Something poked into my flank and I jumped and swiveled to snarl at whatever it was.  

A large, ferocious snout was a breadth away from my own, lips curled back over huge fangs. I licked my chops with nervous energy, but otherwise kept my nose close to his, lifting my lips to mimic Conri. In this form, he wasn't as repugnant, yet I still found his massive and strange form rather unnerving. 

Conri snarled at me as he took two steps forward, pressing our noses together as his instincts forced him to make me submit. My instincts told me to fight; to snarl and fight him until we could no longer face him.

He pounced, tackling us to the ground so that we spun head over tail, in a snarling mess of fur, teeth, and claws. He was easily twice my weight, and his large paws and claws pressed into my shoulders. His mouth darted out and wrapped around my throat, pressing into my fur and flesh. I yelped and began dragging my rear claws furiously against his fleshy stomach. 

He loosened his hold on my neck and used his rear paws to stand on the insides of my thighs, pinning them downward so that I couldn't close them.  I flailed harder and tried to rip my neck free, but I could only feel the sharp tips of his teeth digging further into my throat. I stilled, and gave a Conri a deep sigh, signalling my submission. There would be no way I could face him in this form. I stood no chance. 

He let go of my neck and took a few steps back as I lay still on the ground, belly up and exposed for his scrutiny. His nose began sniffing at me, brushing through my fur as he skimmed his head against me, rubbing his scent across my fur. He licked at groin and I huffed in annoyance as he took in my wolfish scent. He made his way up to my face and sniffed at my mouth, eyes, and ears. His salmon hued tongue darted out and lapped at my maw a few times and I finally pulled away, rolling over and pushing back up so that I stood on my paws. 

I shook out my coat as I stood, letting the dirt and grass that had accumulated in my fur during the fight fly free. Turning my head to Conri's awaiting form, I approached him, deeming it my turn to sniff him out. 

I approached his flank first, sniffing at his long fur; he smelt musky, like he had been recently swimming in a body of water and the scent had clung to his fur.  Investigating him further, he lifted his tail so that I could smell beneath it, where I'd find the scent that my brain would categorize as his personal scent. Traveling on, I sniffed at his genitals a few times, and then up his flank to his ears, eyes and mouth. 

As much as it nettled me to do so, I licked bellow his chin, confirming my submission. I felt the breeze of his wagging tail ruffle my fur, and I halted my display. Our eyes met briefly before Conri took off towards his pack. 

I was about to follow him, but a thought came to mind which changed my direction completely. I leapt up the steps and trotted over to Jazzmine, who kneeled down and caressed my head. I looked up and whined softly, eyes blinking with sadness. Although I had not known her long, Jazzmine was the closest form of a friend I had. 

'You be safe now, girly,' she whispered, her eyes filling with liquid, "ye watch yer back and fight off anyone who tries to push yer buttons-- these wolves ain't no ordinary bunch, ye' hear?'

I whined once more and licked her face before I turned and high-tailed it out of there. I chose not to look at Valentin as I left; I knew the memory of him brutally killing my father would return fresh and anew in my mind. 

I trotted up to Conri and the pack, who all came to investigate me as well. They sniffed at me and prodded my leg so that I could let them sniff my intimate scent. After I had had enough, I snapped my teeth at them as soon as I came close. I took my turn sniffing every last one of them as well, the process turning out to be long and repetitive, yet very necessary. 

Soon Conri yowled for us to move out, and I begrudgingly followed suit. I picked up my pace so that Conri and I were side-by-side, our flanks brushing together. I heard him utter a growl of approval and press himself closer to my side. I would act the submissive female for now, and when the time was right, I would plot and pursue my escape. I still loathed the idea of of being beneath him, but for now, I would submit.

HI EVERYONE!! 

So, since the chapter yesterday wasn't as long as usual, I decided I'd update twice! I hope you all are having a most wonderful weekend (OR Monday, if you're living in Australia/New Zealand/Tasmania or anywhere in that area).

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