Paradise X Fantasy (Done, awiting pups ^.^)

[Wolf]

Normal breeding



Paradise sat in the middle of the breeding garden, her tails thumpng on the ground every so often as she waited for her mate. She had been chosen to have pups with another memeber of the Wildsong army, which was a huge honor. She hoped it was her mate, Fantasy, but she wasn't all that picky. Just the fact that she would be able to feel life growing inside her, to see her wonderful pups, would be enough for her.

Her little fox, a green one by the name of Forest, sat a little way away from her, lost in thought. He was eagar for the other fox to arrive, but he secretly hoped that it wouldn't be Blue, Fantasy's fox.

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[Wolf]

Well, one was going to get what they wanted, and the other one wouldn't. It turned out that it was indeed Fantasy, with Blue.

The Volpe grumbled to his fox and kicked her along. Blue limped as fast as she could, whimpering a bit as each blow made contact. "Mean Volpe." She muttered under her breath as she raised her deformed leg higher off the ground. As though it was her fault that she had been born with one leg too small!

Fantasy finally made his way to Paradise's side and flopped down next to her, crossing his front paws neatly. "Alright." He said in his brisk and slightly rude manner. "Let's get this show on the road."

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[Wolf]

Forest didn't like Blue. Not because she was deformed, not exactly anyways. More, just how weak she seemed. She was more the type of fox that he would want to protect, not the one that would be his mate. He sighed though and scampered over to her, sitting beside her in the grass.

Paradise was almost the opposite. "Fantasy!" She called out, jumping on him and licking him once. "I had hoped it would be you!" Strangely, she never seemed to be affected by the way he talked, or his actions.

(3 out of 25)

[Wolf]

Blue looked over shyly, then reached out and touched the tip of her nose to Forest. "Hi forest." She said, her strange red eyes looking happy to see him.

"Yeah yeah, enough with the affection princess." Fantasy said, pushing her off of him. "Are we here to have pups or not?" Fantasy regaurded himself as basically far above any Volpe in the world, except for Wildsong, but Wildsong was practically the Wildsong Volpes' god.

(4 out of 25)

[Wolf]

Forest looked back at her, feeling nothing, but he smiled, as though he was glad to see her too. Perhaps it was just that he didn't like seeing anything hurt, as Blue almost constently was. He ran his eyes down the bruses on her body from Fantasy kicking her, and felt extreamly sorry for the other fox.

Paradise giggled as she landed hard on the ground, getting up almost instently and wagging her tail. "You know it doesn't quite work that way Fantasy." She said. "I want to have pups just as much as you, but we have to spend a certain amount of time in here before we can breed."

(5 out of 25)

[Wolf]

Blue noticed him looking at her, and thinking that he was looking at her face and smiling, she falsly assumed that he liked her. She smiled back as well, and prodded him with a paw. "Tag! You're it!" She annoced and limpped off, looking back to see if he was chasing her.

Fantasy sighed and blew a bit of fur out of his eyes. "Stupid rules." He said, jumping on top of her and grinning into her face. "That'll be the first thing to go when we rule the world, rules on how long you have to stay together until you can breed."

(6 out of 25)

[Wolf]

Oh no tag. Tag with Blue was like tag with a turtle, or a snail. But it was so sad. No matter how much of a head start he gave her, he could always catch her in few moments. He counted to ten slowly in his head, then streaked across the tall green grass and gently nipped her tail in his mouth. "Gotcha!" He said.

She giggled again and rolled over, pinning him to the ground. "Yes yes, along with the fact that all foxes must be bound to Wildsongs and that other Volpes can't breed?" She had heard it so many times before that it was almost burned into her memory.

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[Wolf]

Blue turned around and gently took his ear in her mouth. "Oh no you don't!" She said, hopping slightly to keep from falling over. "I have you!"

He rolled her over again, and placed his paws on eaither side of her head, digging his claws into the ground so she couldn't flip him again. "So our pups will be mates with conflict and Wildheart's pups, right?" He askes, a bored look in his eyes. They ave already went over this before, but he's just trying to kill time with meaningless chatter.

(8 out of 25)

[Wolf]

Now what to do here? Forest could always just yank backwards and make her fall, but he wasn't like that. Perhaps the reason he doesn't like Blue is because he doesn't like Fantasy. "Well now." He says through his mouthful of tail. "How do we get out of this mess?"

"That's right." She somehow manages to nod her head in the position she's in, and not being able to move much else, she wraps both of her tails around his one. "Wildsong wants as many different breeds and crossbreeds of Wildsong Volpe possible." They're running out of things to say, and she knows it. Taking the example from their foxes, she reaches up and brushes her nose againt his. "Now let me up, I want to play tag!"

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[Wolf]

Blue laughs and lets go of his ear, pushing him a bit with her normal front paw. "That's how!" She says proudly, with the hint of a giggle.

"Tag?" He askes, licking a line along her muzzle. "Now why would you want to play tag with the silly foxes? I'm happy right where I am." And indeed, he is. The power he feels over this Volpe fills him with happiness, and a small amount of love, but really, what's love compared to farthering the Wildsong legacy? That's really why they're here after all, or why he's here at least.

(10 out of 25)

[Wolf]

Forest gives a bark of surprise as he falls ove backwards. She pushed him! The crippled fox pushed him over! The thought is suddenly very funny to him, and he leaps up quickly, getting his front paws around Blue's weak side and pushing. "That wasn't funny you know!" He calls, but the look in his eyes shows that it was very funny indeed to him.

Paradise shivers slightly at his light touch. She's used to him rolling her around all over the place, so the muzzle lick is new to her, but not entirly unplesent. "On second thought," she says, giving him a swift lick. "I think I'm happy right where I am too."

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[Wolf]

Blue falls too, rolling onto the ground as she's learned to do so she doesn't injure herself. "Well, if I'm down here!" She calls out, hooking a paw around Forest's leg and pulling. "Then you're coming down here too!" Her eyes sparkle with excitment and happiness.

Fantasy's grin grows larger at the lick, and he tucks the tip of his tail around her tails and drops a little lower over her, putting more of his weight on her. "I'm already excited for the pups." He says, when really what he is excited for is being able to mate with her soon. Judging by the position of the sun, or rather Paradise's shadow, they've spent almost half the time that they need to spend here before they can breed. The thought makes him even happier.

(12 out of 25)

[Wolf]

Forest lets out another yelp as he trips and finds himself down on the ground beside Blue. She seems to be stronger than he first thought, or maybe it's the thought of breeding to him that is making her bold, making her feel like she has to prove herself to him. Well whatever it is, he likes it. Laughing, he rolls onto his stomach and licks between Blue's eyes. "Well, down here isn't so bad." He says.

Paradise's interwined tails wag, making Fantasy's tail wag as well of course. "I'm hoping for at least one little female." She says happily, putting her front paws around him in a hug. "You don't have to brace yourself anymore you know." She says suddenly. "You know I won't run away or try to roll you over.

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[Wolf]

"Of course it isn't." Blue agrees, closing her eyes as he licks her. The lick is so soft and sweet that it makes her lean forwards so they're touching noses again. "Forest?" She asks suddenly. "Are you afraid that our cubs will be deformed?" She says it quietly, but it is evident from her tone that she has been thinking about it for a long time.

Fantasy relaxes himself bit by bit, feeling more of himself come into contact with her as he slowly moves his front legs forwards. Finally, he falls a short distence and turns his muzzle a bit, so he's leaning on her shoulder. "Much better." He agrees, making their tails wag again.

(14 out of 25)

[Wolf]

Forest is taken aback by the question. How by the three moons did she guess that. He knew he had to answer honestly. "A bit." He says, but continues to lick her to show that it is indeed only a bit. "If they're anything like their mother though, I won't be worried about them." He adds with a grin.

Paradise wiggles around a bit, finding a position where his head isn't digging into her shoulder. She sighs in contentment and glances up at the clouds, visible now that Fantasy's muzzle isn't in the way. "Fantasy?" She asks. "How many pups do you think we're going to have?" She knows that he can't tell her the answer, but asks all the same.

(15 out of 25)