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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.



Word Count :: 502 Dated second week in the month.

Finally, Wayne McCoy was back.

Days of grueling training and exploring the northern regions of Nova Scotia had kept him away from his home. It had not been unpleasant business, as the mountain pack had been kind and his mission had been successful. He was glad that he had been sent away, but he was gladder to be heading back home to his home and his beloved, to pick up the life he’d had but a week ago.

One could tell that he had changed, however. The young cowpoke who’d headed north with a paper bundled in hand, uncertain about what he was meant to do, was not the same man who was heading back. His dusty yellow-grey fur was dirtied from travel and rent in places by claws, the new scars adorning him already healing. The muscular body meant for work was toned for combat as well, and there was a feral cast to his squared-off features. He looked, for once in his life, as much wolf as dog.

Presently, he rode hard through the night toward Casa di Cavalieri territory. One fist clenched the knotted western reins as his free fingers tangled in his mount’s flaxen mane. He leaned over her neck, picking out the deadfall and guiding the mare around it, as they trampled through the forest trails. At one point, Fern whinnied for the sake of announcing their midnight gallop toward home, and Wayne laughed loudly as he felt her energy peak. The giant horse leaped a log and landed hard, nearly jarring him from the saddle, and continued as if with winged hooves.

Eventually, they approached the forest border, the scent of now-familiar pack mates announcing the boundary. The man coaxed the mare into a slower gait, letting her cool down naturally as they trotted and walked the final stretch. Breath of equine and canine floated in the cold night air as pale vapor, and finally they crossed into the pack lands. Sitting himself higher in the saddle, the Labrador mongrel threw his head back and let out a doggish howl to shake the stars, announcing his return—though his voice called for one woman alone to wake and reunite with him.

They stepped deeper into the forest, and Wayne dismounted once they reached a small open valley. The grass was dark, the snow melted in the warm day past, and the bowl-shaped sky was lit with moon- and starlight. It was breathtaking, and he realized how little time he’d spent exploring the territory with the horses always taking up his time. Breathing in the scents of the valley, he loosened the saddle girth then simply decided to remove all Fern’s tack. She could sleep or graze out here as he studied the newfound scenery, and he would bring her and the equipment back to the corral when it was time to leave.

Muscular chest heaved with a deep breath, and the man slowly settled down onto the night-cool grass, leaning back to look at the stars.


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Word Count :: +3 sorry this took forever.


The bow was coming along nice, as well as the three others she’d been making for other people in the pack. Sure, they were amateur and still a bit dilapidated, but she was trying and was building off of the memory in her mind. There was nothing in her hands to physically copy, so things were moving along a bit shakily. Whenever the little woman got frustrated with the bows, she took her knife and began carving into long sticks to make arrows, cutting them thin and straight. IT actually didn’t take very long for her to have an armful of arrow sticks ready to be fitted with sharp points and feathers.

Duke was walking around in the clearing, nibbling on grass and dropping down to roll every now and then. The girl had taken all of the tack she’d brought off of him for the time being, allowing him to just run around and be comfortable. After a while longer of working, bringing her to about six hours straight of carving wood, she dropped everything and rubbed her face. A sadness swelled up in her chest and she sighed softly, Wayne was missed so much. She wanted him to be there, to show him the things that she’d been making and learning. Seeing the love and pride on his face whenever she did something that he approved of…she wanted it!

Little whimpers broke from her throat and she curled up, drawing the attention of her horse, who trotted over and dropped his nose to snuffle over her side gently. He could feel her sadness and despair, and wished that he had some way to make her feel better. Duke just let his nose rest on her side for a while, trying to comfort his girl with his presence, until they both heard the deep howl come from not too far away.

Dixie leapt up, watching Duke with wide eyes, as if she wasn’t sure if she’d heard it in the first place. The stallion whinnied and pranced in place, tossing his head around and bumping her with his hip. Jolted, the female hopped up onto his back and held on, gripping his mane as he took off through the trees in search of who they hoped was there. The soft sound of an answering whinny from Fern came from the dark forest, and Dixie’s heart soared. Wayne was back! Tossing her head back, she let out an excited yip and jumped from Duke to the ground as soon as he slowed to a walk.

Wayne! Where are you, damn it!? She continued to scamper around in the dark, having a hard time finding the man that she loved. Where the hell was he?


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Word Count :: 222 I suck!

The sudden thunder of hooves and an electrical energy in the air caused Wayne to lift his head and nearly sit up to see what was coming. He didn’t need to see, however, as he’d called for one canine alone. A smile crept over his lips instead, but he continued to lie back on the grassy hillside, listening to Fern meander around and graze. The mare turned her ears forward when Duke burst from the undergrowth, Dixie-May on his back—but not for very long, as she slipped off the small stallion soon. He could hear the thump of her petite body hitting the ground, and the sound of her paws falling on the crunching grass as she called out for him.

Feeling mischievous, the Labrador mongrel did nothing—at least not until she had scrambled within reach of him. With a playful growl, he lunged up and wrapped his muscular arms around her, pulling her down on top of his toned body and caressing her face with happy, slobbery licks.

“Hey there, darlin’,” the dusty-furred man said, grinning so broadly his expression could just about be seen from the starlight. The grin faded soon, however, transforming into something gentler as he reached up to push some of her pale hair away from her pretty white face. “I missed you like hell.”



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Word Count :: + nuffins lol me too xD


The strong arms snaking around her waist came as a surprise, causing her to yelp and whip her head around quickly. Thankfully the scent was familiar and she didn’t react badly in the least bit. Grinning happily, Dixie joined Wayne in the happy licking, covering his face with little kisses. ”You’re back, you’re back…I missed you so much…” Sitting up a little, she frowned and looked him over, taking in the slight changes in his appearance with curiosity.

In the short time that her man had been away to train with Saul’s previous pack, he had gained muscle mass and his body tone had shifted quite a bit. Wiggling slightly, she pressed her backside against his lower abdomen and felt the hard muscles of his abs there. Definitely working out and fighting. Looking back up at his face, she smiled and slid her small hands up to his shoulders and rubbed over his neck gently. ”Wish you coulda taken me with you, woulda been fun to learn some new stuff.”

Sighing softly, the small woman laid her head down on his chest and pressed her nose to his throat, taking in deep breaths of his masculine scent. Just a few days felt like way too much to be separated from Wayne. Whimpering softly, she curled her hands into his fur and snuggled down further, holding onto him tight.


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Word Count :: 363

He chuckled softly as Dixie-May quickly figured out who’d captured her, and he simply rested his muzzle against hers when she murmured that she’d missed him too. It had been hard to be without her, especially as he’d used her presence as a crutch throughout so much of his life. He was glad to be with her now, however, and glad that he had returned stronger than ever before. Sometimes he hadn’t felt like he’d deserved her, such a perfect little woman whose every breath and movement he adored, but now he was beginning to feel worthy of her love.

The Samoyed mix drew back, and he frowned until she felt him wiggling on top of his abdomen, investigating the changes. He grinned slyly, showing a tooth, and smiled in agreement as her hands slid to his neck. “I know, sweetheart,” he agreed, caressing her cheek gently as he looked up at her. “Gypsy woulda liked to see you and Duke too.” He winked in the darkness until her small body settled closer to him, her cold nose pressing into his neck. She clung to him like a child, and he simply wrapped his arms tightly around her as if to promise he’d never let go. He would always return for her, even if circumstances separated them like this again.

“Y’know,” Wayne murmured, “you were the whole reason I did this.” He bent his head to plant a kiss on her nose then rubbed his hands up and down her back, fingers kneading her shoulders and sides and hips in a miniature massage. Every inch of her felt perfect, her fur so soft, her body so strong despite its looks. “I wanted to be good enough for you. I wanted to be able to defend you.” She had driven every action, every round of fighting he’d done with the golden warrior. One needed to fall back on a purpose like that in order to do their best, and while he wanted to be strong enough to fight enemies off Casa di Cavalieri lands, he needed to be able to keep Dixie-May safe. The thought drew a protective, tender growl out of his throat.



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Word Count :: +3 raaawr


The mention of Gypsy made her laugh softly and shake her head, as she highly doubted that the grumpy paint mare could have cared less about her and the stallion. Being pregnant, she was sure that the horse was even more temperamental than normal, and was sure that Saul had his hands full with her. Thoughts of the horses were tossed from her brain when she felt his thickly muscled arms tighten around her frame, pulling her closer and holding her hard against his chest. Warmth flowed between their bodies, being shared along with the emotions that swirled around, almost palpable.

Once again she dropped her nose to his neck and closed her eyes, simply laying there, holding him and breathing in his scent. She had missed him so much; none of the stupid petty activities had kept her busy and distracted enough while he was gone. Sure, there was the constant upkeep of the horses, but she could do that with her eyes closed in the middle of a snow storm. There was entirely too much time for the girl to think about her man…and not being able to see, hear, smell or feel him had been torture, even if it had been for only a few days.

His continued conversation caused her to look up at him with wide eyes. Trained for her? Wanted to be good enough for her? Growling softly, Dixie nipped at his chin and shook her head. ”You have always been good enough for me…too good for me.” The small fluffy white woman sighed and licked gently at the spot where she’d nipped him, apologizing for the slightly rough treatment. Wayne’s small, protective growl had her shivering and curling into him further. He made her feel small, loved and wanted…perfectly safe and like nothing in the world could touch her when she was in his arms.


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Word Count :: 373 Sorry for the wait. :c

Half-lidded eyes lifted from the petite woman snuggled against him to the gorgeous swath of stars in the dark sky. Their position in the valley grass gave them an unhindered view of the heavens while shielding them in return. He couldn’t remember how many times he’d looked to the stars while they traveled together, riding tirelessly on horseback as they made their journey to the region that might now be their home for the rest of their days. But this was different. It was beautiful, too beautiful for his hesitant tongue to put into a statement—though even a poet couldn’t do this night justice with all the words in the world. It just was.

Teeth nipped at his chin, causing the Labrador to look back down at her and her fierce little face. Her apologetic kiss softened the denial, but he only shook his head and touched his nose to hers. He would not argue, but he knew it wasn’t true. He’d proven his faults time and time again along the road and even here. He’d been the one unnoticed since they first met, the one padding quietly after her, waiting and watchful for whatever he could do to make her happy. He had been the one who needed to prove something to her, but finally he’d found it.

“Love you,” Wayne said suddenly—a pair of words, so simple, spoken almost every day. But there was a weird strangled desperation behind the words. Her body curled so hard against him stirred feelings he’d never been quiet blind to, but those sensations could not be explained aloud. He wasn’t eloquent enough. He only knew instinct as he’d relied on since his journey north, the wolf woken in him, and he wrapped his arms under her in such a way to slide her body up his so he could be the one to press his muzzle to her neck.

“I love you,” the cowboy repeated more quietly, his lips forming the words against her throat. He was a man in all ways but this now, but one might not have noticed the uncertain tension coiled in his body if not for the lightest trembling in the hands that continued to massage her back.



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