When a fox meets a wolf

Rebel Fox

Chapter 8

I woke up feeling amazing. I nuzzled into the nice soft ground. It was so warm and furry. Wait, furry! I jumped up, not the best thing to do; I hit my head and rolled onto Damon. He moaned and turned grabbing me with his giant paw pressing me into his chest.

It wouldn’t be that bad if my fox would stop putting dirty thought in my head. I think his wolf responded in his sleep, because I could feel something on my back, if you know what I mean. I rolled out from under him but I had nowhere to go. He blocked the exit with his giant wolf body, and the rock was still in the way. So I made a last second decision. I jumped onto his back.

I hoped up and down and made barking noises in his ear. He finally got annoyed enough to wake up. He turned giving me and evil look, like it was my fault. He was the one that should be up earlier! I pushed past him and pushed the makeshift door out of the way.

Outside it was all bright and shiny. The rain had gone away and we could travel in the sun. I was getting tired of not being able to talk to Damon, so I motioned with my tail for him to go change. I just leaned up and shifted. Then I saw him come out holding a big leaf over his junk.

“Where are your clothes,” I asked stating the obvious. 

“I forgot them in the cave,” he said sheepishly.

“Well we are too far away to turn around now. Let’s go to a human town and buy you some shorts.”

“Why no shirts,” he asked playfully?

“If I have to travel with you, I want to enjoy the view.”

“What you don’t like my face,” he asked mocking sadness.

“Your face is fine, but your abs are sexy,” I whispered in his ear seductively.

His eyes turned black with lust and I am pretty sure my eyes are amber with my fox trying to break free and mate this sexy god. I looked up into his eyes and held his gaze before leaning forward and kissing his neck, I teasingly licked his neck and my fox took control for a split second and my mouth bit down.

Luckily I caught my jaw before it sunk through flesh and I instinctually sucked on his neck instead. He grabbed me tighter loving my mouth on his neck. I played with him biting harder, but not enough to break the skin. I pulled away and brought my lips to his kissing him ever so slowly baiting him. He took the bait, he pushed forward turning the kiss into a passionate make out session. I leaned back teasing him and walked in the direction of a town.

I looked back at him and could not help but laugh when I seen my hickey coming in on his neck. It was like a not permanent make that he is mine to all the humans. He was still nude, so I was going to have to go get him shorts when we got there.

The mountains were fun walking down, but hard walking up. It had been awhile since we headed in the direction of a little mountain town.

“Here we are,” I said as we walked down into a little town in the mountain.

“It is so amazing isn’t it,” he replied dreamily.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

I walked into a little thrift shop and bought him some jean shorts that said Colorado on the leg. We would be getting into yellow stone any time. I personally wanted to see old faithful again. The last time I had seen it had been with my mother and father.  Walked out and saw him looking at a little dinner down the street.

“Let’s go there,” He said pointing at it.

“Okay.”

I just didn’t tell him that I had no more money at the moment. We walked in and seated ourselves. It was a nice small town dinner, these were always my favorite and brought back great memories of my mother always talking my dad into stopping at these places, even though he would argue ‘We are foxes, we are supposed to hunt animals.’ She always won in the end though.