For the love of my sister

by finaldragon13

A 'what if' story that alters the final scene in Ginger Snaps Back and continues from there as the two girls struggle with love and survival. B/G, B/G/OC. More info is on my profile.

1. Chapter 1

AN: OK this is my first Ginger Snaps fic and it takes off from the final scene of Ginger Snaps: The beginning. Oh and I am changing the mythos, the are not trapped in wolf form, but can change back and forth, but it takes a week to completely shift. Even when completely human, they retain a feral look: dark circles around the eyes, fangs, claws and also increased strength, senses and speed.

PS: My wolves don't look like the muppets from hell either...

WARNING: THIS IS A VIOLENT AND BLOODY TALE, which will get worse then the movies. Both my main girls swear like sailors as well. So basically your standard Ginger Snaps fic.. You have been warned! Proceed at your own risk..

Disclaimers: Ginger Snaps and associated characters were created by, probably among others, Karen Walton, John Fawcett, Megan Martin, Christina Ray, Stephen Massicotte, Grant Harvey, and the actors who portrayed them; particularly the enormously talented Emily Perkins and Katherine Isabel. The characters are owned, I believe, by Lions Gate Films. The actors who first brought these characters to life are owned by themselves. I use these things without permission, but make no profit but my own entertainment and hopefully the entertainment of others. Being fan fiction, I also use these entities as an attempted tribute for the enjoyment they have given I own NOTHING, except the plot, and my OC's, and frankly if you want to borrow them just drop me a line. I'll thank you and call you strange... TO REPEAT I OWN NEITHER GINGER SNAPS (ANY OF THEM) NOR THE SONG USED IN THIS CHAPTER. THANK YOU AND ENJOY THE STORY!

thanks to my beta Alluring Words for being so very helpful, and she has her own Ginger Snaps story, The Promise, check it out.

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For the Love of My Sister

Chapter 1

Brigitte whimpers "Ginger, I'm cold."

Ginger replies "I'm not." then pauses and helps Brigitte up, "But let's get you back to the cave, it should be warmer there." Ginger takes Brigitte's unwounded hand in hers and leads her back through the snow to the oracles' cave. Once inside Ginger turns to Brigitte and orders, "Lay down and I'll get the furs to cover you up."

"Thank you Ginger." Brigitte whispers as she lies down, shaking from the cold.

"Brigitte, don't be silly, together forever, remember?" Ginger says, deflecting the thanks as she still feels bad about leaving earlier. When she returns she places the blanket on top of Brigitte then starts to walk off.

Brigitte said panicky, "Where are you going?"

Ginger replies, almost meekly, " To burn the oracle, then to find somewhere to sleep."

Brigitte says "Ok but you come back when you are finished burning her."

Ginger whispers "Ok."

Ginger uses all the firewood in the cave to burn the oracle, once she is ashes Ginger returns to Brigitte and says "Goodnight, I need to find somewhere to sleep now."

Brigitte lifts up the edge of the furs and begs "You can sleep with me, like you always have, Please." Her eyes begging and beginning to water.

Ginger, " I don't want to hurt you, are you sure you still trust me to..."

Brigitte cuts her off "Together forever, I am NOT letting you leave me."

Ginger defensively replies, "I wasn't going to leave. I was just looking for a place to sleep."

"A place to sleep that wasn't with me, that is called leaving. Now please come over here so I can sleep." While Brigitte's words were forceful, her tone was pleading.

Ginger smiles sadly at the trust and love she still received from her beautiful sister and quickly slides under the furs with her sister before she can reconsider. But apparently Brigitte has no intention of even entertaining those thoughts as Brigitte curls up and rests her head on Ginger's chest and whispers, "It is so good to have you back, you scared me so much when you left. Don't ever leave me again... I won't survive without you to take care of me."

Ginger smiles and whispers in Brigitte's ear. "I will always take care of you. You are mine, and I will never let you go no matter what. Do you understand?" While her voice may have been soft, there was a fierceness , a possessiveness, that warmed Brigitte's heart; knowing that she was owned, to know that she was precious, was an incredible feeling. As Ginger has gotten no response she draws her head closer until she is millimeters from Brigitte's ear and growls, "I said do you understand!"

Brigitte shivers and whimpers "Yes, Ginger, I'm yours. I'm yours forever."

Ginger smirks, still just a hairs breath from touching and whispers "Good girl, now get some sleep. It should stop snowing by morning and we will need supplies to last us through the winter." As she finishes she lays her head back down on the bottom layer of furs, and wraps her arm around Brigitte pulling her close. She then kisses her on the top of the head, "Sweet dreams little sis."

Brigitte turns her head and kisses Ginger between her breasts and says, "Same to you Ginger."

THE NEXT MORNING

Ginger is the first to wakes just as dawn brakes. She is however quite content to stay as she is because there is no way she can get up without waking Brigitte; who is sprawled all over her, head between her breasts, and a leg between her thighs. She smiles and thinks that this will be the way that she awakes for the rest of her life, and the thought is truly comforting. It is nearly an hour later before Brigitte starts to stir and the grinding she is doing with her legs is heavenly. Soon enough Brigitte awakens and pushes herself up. Crawling forward until she is face to face with Ginger, she smiles and softly asks, "Will you kiss me?"

Ginger laughs and replies, "Sure silly" and goes to give Brigitte a peck on the cheek. After she does, Brigitte shakes her head and bits, "No, Ginger! I want a real kiss."

Ginger growls, "But that would curse you too!"

"I know. I don't care, together forever. Remember?" Brigitte growls back.

Ginger grabs Brigitte and throws her to the ground. Jumping on top of her quickly, she pins her arms above her head and growls, "Then what are we going to do? Make our own little pack? Cause you know I'm the alpha. So what, you want to be my bitch? Huh? Say it! Brigitte wants to be Ginger's little bitch." Ginger has her eyes locked on Brigitte's staring her down, daring her to break eye contact, daring her to speak. After a pause Ginger snorts and goes, "That's what I thought" but just as she starts to push herself up Brigitte spoke,

"Brigitte wants to be Ginger's little bitch! I want to be your little bitch. No I need to be your little bitch! You claim you're the alpha, then prove it and kiss me! Make me yours. Make me yours forever!"

Ginger is shocked by Brigitte's outburst and takes a second to recover before smiling and leaning down to passionately kiss Brigitte knowing that there was no turning back, that this would seal them to each other for the rest of time. After some time, they both break for air and Ginger smiles and says, "I hope you enjoy being a bitch, cause if you challenge me, I'll rip out your throat, B!"

Brigitte mockingly laughs out loud, "No you wouldn't! You'd beat the crap out of me, but you wouldn't kill me. Together forever, remember?"

Smiling Ginger shakes her head and says, "True, but you are right about me hurting you. I'd probably break your leg. You know that right? To prevent another challenge and prevent you from leaving, cause you will never leave me alive." Ginger grows more serious as she goes on, letting Brigitte know that she is not playing around.

Brigitte looks directly in Ginger's eyes and says, "I will be your bitch all of my days. Ask for my throat and you can have it. No questions asked Ginger. I will do whatever you say. So long as you do two things for me."

Ginger warily inquired, "What are they?"

Brigitte "You share your bed with me. I'll not stop you from taking a mate for the pack, but I sleep where you sleep; no exceptions! Second, you place no one else above me! You can have a mate for the sake of the pack, or even one for fun. But Ginger, the moment that mate comes between us, I'll kill it! No if's and's or but's! I'll rip its fucking throat out, and I'll laugh doing it!" While the first half was spoken in a seductive purr, the second was growled out with pure hatred.

Ginger grinned throughout the purrs, "B, if my mate ever comes between us I'll help rip its throat out, ok? And I swear to you this, nothing and no one comes between us. Anyone so much as tries, they die! No questions asked." She paused then continued after leaning down to whisper in Brigitte's ear, "Oh and if anyone even looks at you wrong, I'm going to rip them apart. You will only ever have one mate and that is me! Do you understand? If I ever catch you with another, there will be hell to pay!"

Brigitte lifts her right hand slowly, well aware that the beast in Ginger is near the surface, and tucks a stray hair behind Ginger's ears before smiling softly and professes, "You will never willingly catch me with another, but you do realize, you don't need a reason to punish me? If you want to punish me that is reason enough. And the best part is, I'll heal quickly so you won't have as long to wait for me to recover."

Ginger leans up a little and shakes her head slowly, "I think you're enjoying this submission thing just a little too much, B."

"It is a bitch's way to show that she honors and loves her mistress. I'd die for you, let me live for you." As Brigitte speaks she tilts her head up and slightly arches her back to expose her neck, symbolizing her submission and her trust to her mistress.

Ginger sits all the way up and replies, "I'd die for you too and we shall live for each other. Now let's go find ourselves something to eat. I'm hungry."

Brigitte laughs and says "Then get off me you goofball. I noticed some smoked meat when I was here with the oracle. "

Ginger gets off slowly, smiling wickedly as she does, "I think it is time for you to prove your obeisance. I want to crawl like a bitch when we are in the cave." Brigitte just nods before rolling over and pushing up to her hands and knees before starting to crawl deeper into the cave. After a short time Ginger says, "Stop, walk like a human. You've proved yourself and we don't want to wreck your dress now do we?"

Brigitte gets up quickly and replies, "No. That would be bad considering it is the only dress I have left."

Ginger replies, "I know. We will have to make new ones soon. Oh well dear hide won't be as fashionable but it will be warm."

Brigitte looks shocked, "Since when do you care about fashion?"

Ginger laughs, "I don't, but the look on your face was priceless!"

Brigitte is clearly upset, "Well don't pick on me like that! It is not funny."

Ginger walks over and wraps her arms around Brigitte and whispers, "I'm sorry, it was only a joke. I didn't mean to upset you like this."

Brigitte whispers back, "But you are changing Ginger, and it scares me, a little."

Ginger is still whispering as she replies, "B, listen to me, no matter how much I change, or how much you change for that matter, there is one thing that will always stay constant; my love you for. I swear to you that will never falter. It will only grow stronger the longer we are together. And we will be together forever."

Brigitte returns to a normal speaking voice and says, "Thank you, Ginger. I needed that."

Ginger beams and replies, "No worries it is part of the package. It is my job... and my honor. If you are hurt or frightened, you come to me and I will either fix it or die trying. That is part of being the alpha. I am responsible for you."

Brigitte smiles, "You have always been responsible for me."

Arching an eyebrow, Ginger's smile turns into a smirk and mocks, "Then, I guess that means you have always been my bitch."

Brigitte rolls her eyes and goes "Woof, woof."

Ginger laughs out loud; a rich and beautiful laugh that Brigitte hadn't heard in years. It warms her heart so much to know that she had provided such joy to her sister; to her mistress. Brigitte glows, "It is good to hear you laugh again Ginger. It has been so long."

Ginger is still smiling when she replies, "I know. It is so strange that I start laughing again now. I mean our parents are dead. I've become a monster. The fort has burned to the ground so we are living in a cave. We have the clothes on our back and whatever we can salvage from this cave and that is it. To top it all off it is the middle of winter, and all my wolves are dead."

Brigitte replies softly, "But you have me, all of me."

Ginger's face softens and confessed, "I don't have all of you yet. But I will. And it will be glorious, but that will come in time. I promise, but for now we need time to explore our new relationship. I will not cheapen it by just falling into bed with you."

Brigitte smirked knowing she would get in trouble, but being unable to resist the temptation she questioned, "So where exactly did you sleep last night?"

Ginger finally broke the embrace, and roughly grabbed Brigitte by the arms and growled, "You know what I meant, and I am serious about doing this right. You will not make another crack about this, understand?"

Brigitte is surprised by the fury she had just unleashed with her flippant remark. Looking down she squeaked out, "Yes mistress. Your bitch is sorry. She will do better in the future."

Ginger is satisfied that she has made a strong impression and released Brigitte while she growled, "Good, I will be very upset if you do that again."

Brigitte locks eyes with Ginger, "I won't hurt you on purpose. I was just trying to get another laugh from you. Please say you forgive."

Ginger runs her claws threw Brigitte's hair and says, "I understand and I forgive you, but realize that the bond between us is not something I take lightly. It upsets me greatly when you appear to."

Brigitte paused then locked with enraged eyes on Ginger and growled with pure venom and fury, "And you think I do? Who pushed for this? Huh? Oh, that's right, me! And let's see, who left who? Oh yeah, you left me!"

Ginger was shocked by the venomous tone in Brigitte's rant. She can think of only one thing to say and whispers, "Are you challenging me Brigitte?"

This shocked Brigitte out of her rant and she quickly bares her neck in front of Gingers teeth. Meekly says "No, mistress! Please forgive me. I was upset."

Ginger pulls a loose strand of hair back behind Brigitte's ear and calmly says, "There is nothing to forgive. In fact, I am flattered and pleased by your reaction, as long as you don't take that tone with me on a regular basis, or in public. There is no reason you can't express yourself. Oh but fair warning if you ever take this tone with me in public, I will be most upset and you will be most sore. Do you understand me?"

Brigitte smiles and says, "Yes mistress, I understand. Now for food" Brigitte starts pushing Ginger deeper in the cave after food.

Ginger chuckles and shakes her head "someone is hungry."

"Yes, very"

"And the reason you aren't going ahead?"

"Bitches eat after their mistress, so the sooner you eat, the sooner I can."

Ginger instructs , "No, other pets eat after us. We eat together." When Brigitte looks like she is going to object, her mistress continues, "And Brigitte that is final!"

Brigitte understandingly smiles, "Yes, mistress."

"Oh and stop pushing. I'm going, I'm going."

"Yes Ginger."

They quickly come upon some smoked meat and Ginger used her claws to cut two portions for them to eat. They quickly devourer their breakfast. Once they finish Ginger said, "I'm going out to get firewood. You are going to stay here and catalog everything in this cave. We need to get an idea of what we have and what we are going to need." Brigitte is sadden by the news but is unwilling to challenge Ginger for fear of Ginger taking it as a challenge to her leadership. Ginger sees that Brigitte is saddened and says "Brigitte, you would get too cold outside and it is important that we know how we stand. I am trusting you with our survival, ok? This is not meant as a punishment, but as a statement of trust."

Brigitte is cheered by this and gives a sad smile, "Ok, I am just a little sensitive to us being apart right now."

Ginger returns the sad smile and says, "I understand. I'm not exactly ecstatic about it either but we both need to finish as soon as we can. I promise, when we are done, we can have some us time before we go to bed, ok?"

Brigitte smiles and nods before kissing Ginger lovingly. She then turns back in to the cave to start sorting through what they had. Ginger touches her lips with her claws before smiling and turning and walking outside to search for dry firewood.

WITH BRIGITTE

Brigitte wastes no time before quickly locating a pencil and paper to start a list of the items in the cave. She finds; two full size steel axes, 4 steel and 12 stone tomahawks, 10 steel knives ranging in size and type, 2 longbows with over a hundred and fifty arrows, a rifle with 75 bullets and a large barrel of black powder, spoons, cups, bowls and plates, a small spring in the back, more furs, at least a months worth of smoked and salted meats with another 3 barrels of salt, more paper and pencils, and even a few pens and some ink, a drying rack for furs, as well as a scraper, several bone and two steel needles as well and a large amount of thread as well, and several large pieces of flint, the oracle was obviously highly respected and well paid for his powers. Once she is satisfied with her list, she started making a second one, for things they will need; more food, clothes, feathers, arrowheads, and shafts. Salt would become a problem in time as well, but not for months. Thankfully with the lone exception of salt, they wouldn't need to trade for anything soon. Still in time they would need to find a trading partner, one willing to trade their furs for salt. Deciding that, Brigitte would have to wait until her mistress came back. Smiling at that thought of her mistress' return, she cuts two pieces of meat off a deer flank and prepared lunch for herself and Ginger. Brigitte then went to lay down on the furs that have become their bed, waiting for Gingers return.

WITH GINGER

Ginger had little problem finding firewood. Although it had snowed the forest had large numbers of thick pine trees which sheltered fallen branches. After several trips back to the cave without seeing her sister, Ginger decided to make one last trip before seeking the warmth of her sister. Even though she no longer felt the cold, there was nothing like knowing her sister, her pack, was nearby. Smiling like a fool Ginger wasn't watching where she is going until she nearly walks into a native hunting party. She stops and turns away slowly, hoping to get to her sister before they spot her. The natives are obsessed with that stupid legend that has them killing each other; like that would ever happen. Once she is far enough away she broke out in to a run, needing to be sure the Brigitte is ok and that the natives haven't been to the cave yet. When she sees Brigitte alive and well siting on their fur bed smiling, she ran over and tackled her to the ground, gasping out, "Are you ok? They haven't hurt you, have they? They so much as scratch you and I'll kill them! I'll fucking rip their fucking throats out B, I swear it!" By then tears are streaming down Gingers face as she is rocking them back and forth

Brigitte has the wind knocked out of her by the tackle, but when she tries to catch her breath, she goes, "Ginger, I'm fine! No one has been here but us. What's gotten in to you, baby? You're scaring me, Ginger."

Ginger stops crying and sniffs, wiping her eyes, and says her voice still shaken, "Sorry, pet. I ran into some natives and I couldn't get the thought of them hurting you out of my head. Ever since I got bitten my emotions have been running wild, sorry."

Brigitte replies, "That's ok, soon it will be taking me over too. Let's get a fire going and cook some of the meat I found. It's past noon and I'm hungry."

Ginger smiles softly, "Well then, come on. We will share a plate." Ginger helps Brigitte up and wraps her arm around Brigitte's waist as she leads Brigitte deeper into the cave. "Oh, and how did the lists go?"

"It went well. The only real problem I see is trading for salt, unless you want to rely on smoking the meats. We will also run out of black powder, ink, pencils, paper and bullets."

"Black powder, bullets, what do we need those for.?"

"We even have a rifle. Here, read the list of things we have, so you will have a better idea what we need, mistress."

"Thanks B," After quickly reading it Ginger exclaims, "Damn, this fucker was paid real damn well! We could be fucking set for a good long time here, so long as the natives don't attack." As Ginger finished they heard a broken branch just outside the cave. "Speaking of the natives, that is probably the hunting party I ran into earlier. Grab the tomahawks and be ready for anything. I won't kill them unless I have to."

"Ok, wait for me, please." Brigitte turns and runs off.

"Of course my pet." Ginger says licking her lips Brigitte quickly returns with two tomahawks and a bow and quiver, "May I go first mistress? I would..."

"NO!" Ginger cuts Brigitte off sharply, "The curse is stronger in me. I can take wounds that would kill you. I will be going in front." Ginger says as she takes the tomahawks from Brigitte, strapping one to her leg and getting a tight grip on the other in her hand. "Remember don't attack unless they do." Brigitte raises an weary eyebrow.

"Yes, yes, I know! Take my own orders." Ginger finishes by sticking out her tongue.

"Who's there?" One of the natives calls out. "We found the oracle's bones."

Ginger boldly steps out in to the lit part of the cave and the hunters take a step back. "Hello, my name in Ginger, this is my cave now."

The lead hunter growls, "You who would slay your own kin?"

Ginger cuts him off, "My sister is alive and well. B come to me." Brigitte steps in the light as well having an arrow nocked but not pulled back.

One of the other hunters with his hair braided says, "What? The red and the black, still alive, what does it mean?"

Ginger says, "It means we are not your enemy unless you make us one. I will keep my pack in line. I'll even let you buy our services, but beware we are not cheep. Nor shall we take interference lightly."

The leader, "Your pack?"

With a wicked but confident smirk on her face Ginger informed them, "It is only B and me for now, but I have every intention of making it grow. Is that a problem?" Ginger growls out the last and continues "As if it is, things could get... bloody."

The leader says "I will have to consult the elders."

Ginger responds, "Send a girl, alone and unarmed if you accept by midnight tomorrow. If no one shows by then well then things will get interesting won't they?"

The leader nods and says, "If the elders will it."

Ginger chuckles then licks her lips and purrs, "Oh and make her pretty. It will help keep me from ripping out her throat if she gives me bad news."

The natives turn and leave, clearly upset by Gingers last comment. Once they are gone Brigitte turns to Ginger and says, "Mistress was that last comment wise?"

Ginger shakes her head and replies, "No, pet, it really wasn't, but the beast would not let it pass."

Brigitte bows her head and replies "I understand mistress."

Ginger just shakes her head "No, my beloved sister you do not. But you will in time. Come here, I want to celebrate the fact that things are looking up for us."

Brigitte sets down her weapons and walks over to Ginger with a radiant smile "Oh, and how are we going to celebrate?"

Ginger seductively smiles and purrs, "Like this." She leans down and kisses Brigitte running her tongue across Brigitte's teeth quickly demanding access. Brigitte is only too eager to allow, parting her teeth and letting Ginger have her way with her mouth. She hopes that one day Ginger would have her way, with the rest of her body. Ginger enjoys how quickly Brigitte submits her mouth to Ginger's pleasure, knowing that Brigitte would likely submit the rest of her beautiful body as well was a power trip and a thrill. They finally come up gasping for air. Once they catch their breath Ginger takes Brigitte's hand and leads her to their fur bed. Lowering her gently into it and straddling Brigitte, Ginger takes Brigitte's hands and pins them above her head with one hand before purring into Brigitte's ear, "You are going to be a good little bitch aren't you? You are going to do exactly what I say. When I say it, aren't you?"

Brigitte whimpers, "Yes mistress. I'll be good. Can I have some more please, mistress, please? I've been a good girl right?"

Ginger cuts Brigitte off softly, "Yes, my pet you have been a very good girl, and trust me I have no intention of stopping." Ginger takes a deep sniff, then smiles, "Particularly when it is such sweet torture for you."

"W-what do you mean m-mistress?" Brigitte asks, suddenly deeply concerned.

Ginger laughs, "I can smell you silly. You're all wet!"

Brigitte blushes and whispers, "Maybe just a little."

Ginger responds with another kiss, then another and another not stopping for over an hour. By the time Ginger decides they have had enough deep smoldering kisses, both girls have drenched their panties, and Brigitte's eyes are glazed. As Brigitte notices that Ginger has stopped kissing her she tries to lean up for more, but Ginger just puts a finger on Brigitte's lips and whispers, "That is enough for today. I promise, you won't have to wait long." Ginger seductively traces her fingers downs Brigitte's body while she continues, "Before the week is over, all of you will be mine, every inch, every hole, will know its mistress. But for now, we have work to do. We need to set up the wood I gathered and sort through it. "How are you feeling by the way? Are you cold still or has the change warmed you up, my pet?"

Brigitte pauses for a moment before she speaks, "I feel fine. Why mistress?"

Ginger smirks, "Cause I'm not done tormenting you little sister. You are going to wash our clothes, little one. And since these are our only pair of clothes, we are going to be nude until they dry. We should also wash ourselves as well. No sense putting clean clothes back onto dirty ..." Ginger paused before grabbing Brigitte's crotch making her moan, "sticky messes."

With heavily labored breathing Brigitte moaned again, "As you wish mistress. Will I be allowed to please you mistress?"

Ginger laughed, "Oh yes, my pet. The mistress is always pleased first. If you want your pleasure you will have to earn it, first, my love."

Brigitte smirked while she sarcastically said, "Oh and that will be such a hardship, mistress. How ever shall I cope?" Then she sticks her tongue out at Ginger. Ginger responds by gently biting it. Shocking Brigitte with her speed and precision as her tongue is gently held, when by rights with the speed Ginger had struck her tongue, it should have been bitten clean in two. Ginger releases Brigitte's tongue and arches an eyebrow, Brigitte quickly apologizes dropping to her knees, "I'm sorry mistress, I was only joking, please forgive me?"

Ginger pats Brigitte on the head and says "Of course I forgive you. I was only having a little fun pet." Ginger pauses and slowly unbuttons her dress. She removes each article of clothing and hands them to Brigitte who is patiently waiting. "Now rise, I do believe you have some washing to do." Ginger then turns and walks to the spring in the back of the cave.

Brigitte smiles, "Yes, Ginger, thank you for not being angry" She then rises and follows her mistress, a half step behind her. Ginger starts washing herself as Brigitte starts washing Ginger's dress, having stripped down as well. Brigitte then washes her own dress and finally starts to wash herself. Ginger senses another chance to excite and frustrate her lovely pet and grabs a rag and begins to "help" wash her sister paying particular attention to her tits, ass, and pussy.

This soon had Brigitte near mad with lust and begs, "Please, mistress no more (gasp) teasing, I (gasp) c-can't (moan) t-take it."

Brigitte's knees collapse at the end, but Ginger catches her and whispers "Good pet, you did well Brigitte. You lasted longer then I thought you would. I will remember that when it is time." She sets Brigitte back on her feet, and gives her ass a good smack. "Now go fix us dinner. I'm sure you are hungry. Oh and Brigitte, no clothes till after dinner, these are our only set and we will need to make them last."

Brigitte shakes her head and starts to walk to the kitchen area "As you wish mistress. I should have deer stakes ready in an hour."

Ginger smiles and whispers, "I'll make you lose control yet B, just you wait and see, before washing between her legs to clean the sticky mess that is her arousal. She then begins her plans for what she hopes to get from the natives, soap, ammo, and clothes being most obvious but she wanted to be ready to bargain with the natives, particular as they would most likely have to do most if not all trade with/through them. She was sure she could get tribute of soap, meat and clothes as a retainer fee for battle with bonuses for enemy captured and killed, the right to trade as a native, and to have the natives trade for the for a small fee, which would be waved for recent battle, she would have to agree not to turn natives without permission but they would recognize that all those under the curse belong to her, the pack would have full salvage rights for kills, and they would train with the other warriors, the treaty would be renewed every winter solace. Ginger takes a pen and writes a rough sketch of a treaty, the terms are high, but not so high as to be insulting. As much as it pained her to admit it, this would make or break them. The natives are too numerous and while they would likely curse many of them before they fell it would cost them their lives, and Ginger wasn't ready to die.

As Ginger's mind was traveling down that dark path, Brigitte was finishing setting the table. She was also deep in thought. She was although less fearful and more worried. She had taken Ginger's recent actions as signs that Ginger wasn't convinced of her submission. Brigitte knew that as long as Ginger was unsure of Brigitte's obedience, that Ginger would test her constantly. She needed some way of proving her permanent loyalty and devotion... wait permanent. "THAT'S IT!" She would offer to be branded, and if Ginger accepted it would be quite painful, but the rewards would be worth it. She had no doubt that her sister would be willing to mark the insides of her body as well. A small part of her wondered how far her beloved would take her power. The rest of Brigitte couldn't cement her place fast enough, longing for the severity and belonging that her sister's ownership provided. Having come to her decision, Brigitte goes to wash up and get Ginger for diner. After she has cleaned her self she finds Ginger writing by the fire. "Mistress supper is served."

Ginger rubs her forehead and with faked brightness says, "Well then we better eat."

Brigitte notices the falseness of her sister's tone. Debating whether or not to call her on it, before deciding that she must, it was her job to keep Ginger happy. "Mistress something is bothering you, may I ask what it is?"

Ginger shakes her head, "I never could fool you, could I? It is just nerves about how the natives will react. I can not stop them all, and even thinking about you getting hurt sickens me."

Brigitte looks down for a second, then raises her eyes and says in a strong voice, "No mistress you can't fool me. Are you sure you won't take me now, in case they react poorly?"

Ginger smiles softly but genuinely, "No my pet, you are too valuable to me to rush this, and I do not feel ready yet. Now what is it that you want to ask me? You have something you fear I will dislike so you are trying to distract me, so spill."

Brigitte gulps and mutters, "It was foolish mistress, and I beg forgiveness."

Ginger crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, "Spill."

Brigitte looked down and said, "I was going to ask you to brand me, so I would have a permanent mark denoting who I belonged to, please forgive me."

Ginger is shocked and stutters "Y-y-you want m-me to what? Brigitte do you have any idea how much that would fuckin hurt you? While I am honored by the thought, I forbid it, and never fucking bring it up again!"

Brigitte kneels and says, "As you wish."

Ginger nervously laughs and says, "There are times when I think you take this a little too far. Now I'm hungry and I'm going to eat. Come on." Ginger grabs Brigitte's hand and leads her to the kitchen, where Ginger sits, Indian style, beside the larger portion. While Brigitte sits, also Indian style, by the smaller. Brigitte waits for Ginger to start eating before digging into her own food. Ginger moans, "B, this is wonderful."

Brigitte blushes, "Thank you."

Ginger "B, I'm going to pick your brain. We need meat to stay healthy but I am not sure we are good enough hunters to bring in enough for that. What can we trade for the meat we need?"

Brigitte thinks for a moment before answering, "Furs are our best bet, followed by what ever we can salvage from the fort. We will need to learn from the natives how to make things and quickly if we are going to survive."

Ginger smacking her forehead "I completely forgot about checking the fort. I'm such an idiot."

Brigitte looses her composure and gets in Ginger's face. She growls at her, "No you are NOT! And you will NEVER speak about yourself like that again! Do you understand me Ginger? NEVER AGAIN! If you think I have crossed the line, then fine punish me. I won't fight you, but fucking understand I will not back down on this Ginger! Not while there is still breath in my body."

Ginger's eye blaze at first but by the time Brigitte has finished her rant she is near tears, and chokes out, "Why would I punish you B? You were defending me, probably more then I deserved." Brigitte opens her mouth to speak but Ginger waves her hand to halt her words. "Wait let me finish. I left you and that is something I still have to make up for, and I will. You have no idea how much your love means to me. And I pray you never do. No one deserves that kind of suffering, least of all, someone as precious as you." Sealing her statement Ginger roughly kisses Brigitte seeking comfort, seeking warmth, seeking redemption, seeking the love that she never felt she deserved, yet craved so deeply it was driving her mad. Brigitte gave her all that and more. Brigitte gave every inch of her soul to Ginger, hoping to banish the darkness in Ginger's soul, at least for a little while. When they come up for air Ginger pulled back and wiped her eyes. Brigitte smiles at her for a moment then softly began to sing:

Sometimes you feel your world is breaking down,
Baby don't stop.
There trouble everywhere, it's all around,
Baby don't stop.
Cause' I'm here to turn the corner with you,
And when we're together there's nothing that we can't do.

You signed my name on the wrong.
You put so much in my heart.
When the darkness rolls in,
I'll be there through thick and thin.
I want you to know,
I want you to know,
That I'll never stop loving you..
I hope that you know,
Wherever you go,
I'll never stop loving you..

When you're on the road all lonely and bloom,
Baby please stop.
Remember all the things we've been through,
All the good stuff.
Take all the notes you wrote to me,
And all the things that we believe,
People can't that we couldn't be,
But we never stop,
No we never stop!

You signed my name on the wrong.
You put so much in my heart.
When the darkness rolls in,
I'll be there through thick and thin.
I want you to know,
I want you to know,
That I'll never stop loving you..
I hope that you know,
Wherever you go,
I'll never stop loving you..

We made mistakes along the way,
But here we are,
Here we are!
Never stop, never stop, never stop!
Never stop, never stop, never stop!
Never stop, never stop, never stop!
Never stop, never stop, never stop!

You signed my name on the wrong.
You put so much in my heart.
When the darkness rolls in,
I'll be there through thick and thin.
I want you to know,
I want you to know,
That I'll never stop loving you..
I hope that you know,
Wherever you go,
I'll never stop loving you..

I want you to know,
I want you to know,
That I'll never stop loving you..
I hope that you know,
Wherever you go,
I'll never stop loving you..

Brigitte clearly embarrassed, "I wrote that a year ago. I knew you would be leaving eventually and I couldn't stop the words just flowed out of me. I needed to say them, if only to myself..." she trailed off uncertain how to continue.

Weeping softly Ginger said, "Thank you baby, thank you so much for sharing that with me."

Upset and not listening, Brigitte only saw the tears of her beloved sister, "It's stupid. I'm so sorry. Please don't cry Ginger. Please!"

Ginger grabbed Brigitte and gently lowered her on to their bed of furs like a porcelain doll. She slowly lowered herself on top of the pleading girl and straddled her; pinning her arms above her head, she whispered, "Happy tears B. Happy tears you fool! For once, I am genuinely happy. I have you, my beautiful mate. We have a home together. We have plenty of food and while I should be freezing, I feel nice and warm. In short I have everything I want. Hell, if it was just you and me, no food or shelter, I'd still be happy cause all I've ever truly wanted was your love. And I have that now, of that I no longer have any doubts."

As warm pools of tears stream down Brigitte's face, she grinded her hips into Ginger, pushing her closer. "You have always had my love, ever since I can remember. I have loved you more then I should. You are the first thing that enters my mind in the morning and the last thing I think about at night. I don't want you. I fucking need you! Understand me? I am nothing without you. I will die without you."

Disagreeing Ginger growled , "No you won't. You will live a long and happy life. You will visit my grave on Sundays to place flowers and to talk to me. But once we are done, you are going to go to your house and live your life. This is not up for discussion B! You will do this. Just as I will wait for you and I will watch over you for the rest of your life. Even if I die, I will never leave you, never again. Even if my body is gone or far away, my heart and my soul stay with you."

The moment is interrupted by someone shouting at the entrance to the cave, "Hello, is anyone there? I'm Leah Whitehat (played by Charisma Lee Carpenter, yes I know she is Cherokee, not Iroquois, but I can't find an Iroquois actress of the right age, so... bite me:P, oh and she is around 25 years old so think a bit younger then early Cordelia Chase for looks) and I'm here to talk to you about your offer."

Ginger calls out, "Stay where you are. We will come to you." She lifts herself up and helps Brigitte up as well. She whispers softly to Brigitte, "Well that was fast. I wasn't expecting a response until late tomorrow at the earliest. They are probably stalling for time." Ginger narrows her eyes, "That is not a good sign."

Brigitte lightly places her arm on Gingers and softly offered, "Maybe they are just looking for more details and time to think. Maybe they are just looking for a trap same as us?"

Ginger smirked, "If only... come let's not keep our guest waiting." Ginger flexed her claws and pops her jaw preparing for the worst.

Quietly Brigitte suggested, "Mistress, please give it a chance. I fear that if you go in expecting failure, you will cause it to fail to fulfill your expectations. Remember we need this as much if not more then they do."

Ginger "I know that. You know that. But I must prevent them from knowing this at all costs. If they believe we have the upper hand, then we do. If they don't, then we don't. It is as simple as that. We need this, particularly any meat we can get. I really don't think we can hunt well enough for the both of us; not during the winter. So B, follow my lead as much as you can, and we should be ok, alright pet?"

Brigitte nods her head and says, "Of course mistress."

They walked out to the entrance of the cave and Ginger calmly said, "I wasn't expecting a reply so soon." Precariously eyeing the young native woman, Ginger questioned, "Is there something wrong? Cause I'd be upset if something was wrong so soon. And you won't like me upset. I get pretty violent when I'm upset. Do you understand me Leah?"

"N-no trouble, honest. I'm here to offer you safe passage and to be your hostage for my people's good hospitality." Leah said trying to sound confident but failing miserably.

Ginger licks her lips and struts closer to Leah, after signaling Brigitte to stay put. "So, what you are saying is that I shouldn't make you my next meal? Pity, I'm kind of hungry, and you look so tasty; defiantly good enough to eat. What do you say B?"

Brigitte licks her lips as well, figuring that Ginger is trying to disturb the native girl. She suggestively walked over to Ginger wrapping her arms around Ginger's shoulder and waist and continued the verbal taunt, "Oh she looks delicious. Would you save me a taste, Ginger? I bet she is so sweet. It's making my mouth water, among other things."

Ginger stiffened at that comment but quickly recovered to purr, "Of course I'd let you have a taste sister. What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't?"

Leah WhiteHat had been slowly backing away the whole time then trips as Ginger says girlfriend landing square on her ass. Squeals, "Please don't kill me!"

Ginger throws back her head and laughs, with Brigitte sporting a small smile. Ginger says, "Come here Leah and I promise you won't be harmed." Leah is slow to get up igniting Ginger's anger to seep into her voice, "Leah, I said come here! I was playing around earlier, but if you disobey me now, I really will be upset."

Leah scrambles over to Ginger and whimpers, "Sorry, sorry."

Ginger runs her hands through Leah's long hair and says "It's ok. I have a bit of a short temper these days. Now Brigitte is going to find some furs for you to make a bed with. She will also tell you the rules." With a slow watchful turn she heads off into the rear of the cave.

Brigitte lists off rules rapid fire; first your bed is going to be within our line of sight. You will go to bed before us, and you will not move from your bed until after we have. You will make no sudden movements. You will not have any weapons on you, nor will you touch any weapon while you are here; and a knife is a weapon. If you have any weapons with you, you will remove them now and give them to me. Failure to follow these rules will be dealt with harshly. I think I can convince my sister to just break your legs or arms as opposed to raping you till you bleed or just ripping you apart. Maybe eating you alive, but you will follow the rules and be a good little girl. Aren't you Leah?" Her last words growled out from deep in her throat; a promise of pain to come if Leah stepped even the slightest bit out of line.

Leah shakily acknowledged, "Y-yes! H-h-here, take these, please! I'm a good girl right?" With hands shaking in fear she handed 2 knives and a tomahawk over to Brigitte.

Brigitte smiled softly, "Yes, you are. Make sure you stay that way, and we will get along beautifully. Slip up, even slightly and well, I'll get to see if you taste as good as you look and I'm not looking forward to that."

Confused Leah smiled back, "You're not?"

With a soft chuckle Brigitte shook her head and beamed knowing that she now had control over this woman's fear. "No, but that doesn't mean I'll hesitate to rip your throat out, if you so much as look cross-eyed at my mistress." The warning dripped from her lips like venom.

Leah "So no looking cross eyed at Ginger, got it. Would you please put the furs where you want me to sleep? I'd like to live to see tomorrow, if it's all the same to you."

Enjoying her moment of empowerment, Brigitte turned and walked a short distance before saying over her shoulder "Ok. You are going to stand right here. Right? You're not going to go wondering around now are you? Cause that could lead to trouble if you wondered around."

Leah quickly sat down on her hands, "Nope, no wondering."

Brigitte walked back and patted Leah on the head. "Good girl. I'm glad they sent us such a smart girl. My sister feeds on fear and subservience. I don't have the same needs as long as you obey and don't cause problems, we will get along fine."

Leah locked eyes with Brigitte and spoke with an unsteady voice, "Then what was that all about when I first got here?"

Brigitte grinned slightly and spoke so calmly it was eerie to the native, "I will always follow my sister's lead, no matter what. And fair warning, if I think for even a moment that you are a threat to Ginger, I'll kill you. No hesitation, no questions asked." Brigitte tucked a stray hair behind Leah's ear and continued, "So please don't make that mistake. You are beautiful, smart, and an incredible actress. It would be such a shame to waste all that."

Leah drops the act and says, "Thank you. I must ask though, will you tell your sister?"

Brigitte replied with a smirk, "I will not lie to her, but if she does not ask, then I will not tell her until after you are gone."

Leah curiously asked, "Why are you smirking?"

Ginger calls out from the back of the cave, "Most likely it's because I told her I can hear her. Oh and before you get any bright ideas about trying to pit us against each other, B would react violently if you even hinted at it. She is very loyal."

Leah called back, "And what about you?"

Ginger admitted, "I'm in the dog house. I'd have hold you for her to decide your fate."

Leah "But your the alpha, aren't you?"

Ginger "Yes, I am. There is no doubt about that. However B is my girl and whatever she wants, she gets!"

Not only does a smile blanket Brigitte's face she feels pride swelling in her chest as well as she inquires, "Anything I want?"

Ginger laughs heartily, "Well almost anything!"

Leah offers, "Should I let the two of you be?"

Brigitte explains, "Ah, but that would be leaving our line of sight. Not probably something you want to do."

Leah, "Oh, yeah. But wait, weren't you going to leave me on my own?"

Ginger walks back to the two women carrying a few furs and some rope. "Nope, we just wanted to see how far you'd take the act. Now lie on your stomach. We are going to tie your hands and feet so you can't try anything."

Leah laid down on her stomach placing her hands and feet together behind her, "Real friendly aren't you?"

Ginger leaned down in front of Leah arching an eyebrow and explained, "You're not pack and not yet an ally. Thus, we have little reason to be friendly, yet. Maybe we will invite you back after the treaty is signed. Then we shall treat you as a guest. Until then you are a potential enemy and shall be treated as such." While Ginger was talking Brigitte was binding Leah's feet and hands tightly. When she finished Brigitte covered the girl with the furs.

Brigitte tiredly pouted, "Ginger I'm tired. Would you mind taking me to bed?"

Ginger flirtatiously smirked, "Would I mind taking you to bed? How stupid do I look? Of course I'm not going to mind taking you to bed." Grabbing playfully at her sister, "I'll never have a problem taking you to bed my dear." Tired of just toying with her sister, Ginger picked Brigitte up and tossed her over her shoulder. Brigitte released a pleasant squeal. Carrying Brigitte over to their bed of furs, Ginger turned her empty shoulder towards the native on the ground, "Sleep well, Leah."

Leah cheekily replies, "Yeah I will. You too, Ginger."

Grinning from ear to ear at how well their first negotiations with the villagers had gone, Ginger slammed Brigitte down on to the furs that make their bed. Being a little harder than she intended it winded Brigitte. Not realizing the lack of air in her sister's lungs Ginger zealously pinned Brigitte's arms over her head while she straddled her. Making it harder still for Brigitte to catch her breath from both the added pressure on her diaphragm and the excitement growing within her. Ginger started placing feather kisses all over Brigitte's face. Feeling that Brigitte was sufficiently aroused, Ginger pulled back and smiled taking in her sister's beauty. When she had her visual fill, she then leaned back down and kissed Brigitte lips passionately. Quickly dominating her mouth telling Brigitte that she was both loved and that she belonged to Ginger's to do with as she pleased. Unexpectedly Ginger pulled up for air and rolled off Brigitte and whispered to her, "Sweet dreams B."

Sexually frustrated Brigitte took a deep sigh, which secretly made Ginger smile even more. The breathless brunette then rolled over to Ginger's left side covering most of her body with her own. Brigitte proceeded to kiss Ginger on the cheek and whispered, "Sweet dreams to you too Ginger."

Leah was the first to awaken, after a surprisingly decent nights sleep. She looked around as much as she was able. She saw that Brigitte had kicked the covers off during the night and was sprawled over Ginger, almost turning herself into a human blanket. Leah instantly thought it would be cute if she wasn't dealing with a psychopath and her submissive lover/sister. Who'd kill her in her sleep if Brigitte thought for a moment that either she was a threat to Ginger, or that it would please Ginger in the slightest. While Leah was sure her people would benefit from working with Brigitte, she was unsure about Ginger's intentions, and mental stability. Yet she knew that the sisters would be a devastating enemy. As much as she distrusted Ginger, she would have to recommend that the tribe agree to the sisters terms, as long as they were not too outrageous. Hell, with the way the war against the Huron was going even outrageous terms must be considered right now. In fact, she suspected that Ginger would start with outrageous demands just to set the tone for bargaining, for all her posturing Leah believed that Ginger wanted an alliance just as much as Leah did. And as hard of a front as Ginger was producing, she had a weakness; Brigitte. If the elders stressed the benefits to Brigitte, Ginger would likely take a worse deal then if they stressed the benefits to her, personally. Brigitte's waking moans interrupted Leah's thoughts. Brigitte then stretched and rolled off Ginger careful not to wake her. She slowly stood and saw that Leah was already awake. Smiling slightly at the guest, she quietly strolled over to her. Towering above Brigitte took a seat next to her wiping the hair out of the girl's face and asked, "Sleep well, Leah?"

She sarcastically quipped, "Yeah. I sleep tied up all the time."

A serious look covered Brigitte's face. "That wasn't what I asked. You know that right?"

Leah shakes her head and says, "You know, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Actually slept rather well."

Brigitte laughed, "Good, I'll cut you free when Ginger wakes up. Then we can all have breakfast."

Leah arches an eyebrow, "and I'm guessing that waking Ginger up would be frowned on?"

Brigitte grimaces baring her teeth and softly chokes, "You could say that."

Whispering Leah replies, "Ok. Ok, I won't wake her up. By the spirits you are touchy about her."

Brigitte turns to look at Ginger adoringly and whispered just under her breath, "She's my everything."

Leah, "And what are you to her?"

Propping herself up on to her elbows Ginger belts, "She is my obsession! My passion. My best friend. My first love! And my pet! She is my joy and my sorrow. Now B, be a dear and go make breakfast while I cut our guest loose."

"Yes Ginger, I didn't wake you did I?" Brigitte asks apologetically.

Ginger stood up and stretched her tone muscles displaying them for all to see. "No, baby, I woke before the both of you. I was just thinking about today. Oh and B, can we have Moose instead of deer today?"

Brigitte walked over towards the kitchen and said over her shoulder, "I'll check and see if we have any, breakfast should be ready in a half an hour or so."

Ginger thanked her sister, and then walked over to cuts the ropes off of Leah. Flexing her claws she cuts the thick rope with a single precise swat. "Good morning. We will leave after we have eaten and bathed. You can bathe too if you like, but you will always be in sight of at least one of us at all times."

Leah said, "Good morning to you too. Does that included going to the bathroom, cause I really got to go."

Ginger snickered, "Yes, it does. Now follow me 'the bushes'. They are this way." Ginger helps Leah up and takes her arm and guides her outside the cave. At the appointed bushes she took about ten steps backwards and informed her, "There you go."

"Aren't you going to avert your gaze or something?"

Ever so nonchalantly Ginger quipped, "No!"

Ginger watched with great disinterest as Leah did her business, Ginger escorted Lead back into the cave, to wait for breakfast. They quickly got into a staring contest that lasted a good twenty minutes before Leah conceded in defeat. It was another five minutes before Brigitte came out and announced that breakfast was ready. Ginger lead Leah, followed by Brigitte, to kitchen where three plates sat on two piles of furs. Starving Leah quickly starts to sit down before Ginger only to be warned off by a fierce growl from Brigitte. Leah smiles and says "Just checking."

Brigitte in a sickly sweet voice warns, "Keep it up and I'll be checking you for a pulse. Understood?"

Visibly swallowing hard Leah nods and says "Perfectly. I forgot how wolf-like you were. It won't happen again."

Watching the entire incident Ginger had been smiling smugly ever since Brigitte had growled. When there was pause Ginger leaned over and kissed Brigitte on the cheek. "You're cute when you growl."

Ginger then sat down and pulling Brigitte down with her at the same time. Leah then sat with a smirk of her own, "Good to know where I rank."

Ginger smiled and conveyed, "Dead last, but hey it is better then dead meat, isn't it?"

Leah thought, "Yes, I guess it is." With that Ginger began eating, followed by Brigitte then finally Leah. Leah recognized the wolf dominance ritual from watching wolf packs feed. However unlike the wolf packs she has witnessed, any challenger in this pack would face two united opponents if they tried for the alpha spot. Frankly she pitied anyone foolish enough to make the attempt, as it would most likely be their last, for Ginger wouldn't tolerant the affront. While Brigitte seemed to be able to calm her sister, with the way she reacted to Leah trying to sit down first, a minor infraction at most, Leah feared that it would be Ginger trying to calm Brigitte after a major challenge. Leah also realized that she expected to be there when it did happen, and she would be rooting for Ginger as well. Even after the less then warm welcome she had received. Leah instinctually knew that her future was with the pack. Something that made all her observation suspect at best. It was funny that the council of the mothers had sent her to spy on the Red and the Black trying to put her "unnatural" skills and abilities to work for the tribe. Leah was a much better hunter and tracker then a farmer, yet here she was less then a day latter considering defection. Maybe it was the simple fact that it wasn't personal. They weren't judging her and finding herself wanting. It was not about her at all. She was an outsider and therefore a threat. Brigitte seemed willing to be a friend should she prove herself. While Ginger was more aloof. That just seemed to be the way she worked. She kept a distance between herself and Brigitte who Leah knew she loved. And besides there had to be rewards for joining early on, being third in command is a lot higher then she has any real chance of being in the tribe. It was not like she would be leaving friends behind. She had no friends that was part of the reason she was picked; no one would miss her. She was expendable. Leah wonders about the look on the council's faces when she tells them that their efforts paid off and she would no longer be their problem. That she was joining the ones she was sent to spy on.

As Leah had been in deep thought resulting in her very slow eating and staring off into the distance, it was quickly noticed by Ginger and Brigitte. They decided to leave her to her thoughts for awhile until it was obvious that Leah had come to a decision. Brigitte looked to her sister, asking permission which Ginger freely granted as she was curious too, Brigitte asked, "What ya thinking about Leah? Should we worry about that smile of yours?"

Slowly returning from her daydreaming Leah answered, "I'll answer all of your questions but would you please answer two of mine first?"

Ginger chimed, "Alright. We will answer two questions first, but then we want answers."

Excitedly Leah asked, "First, Do you plan on expanding the pack?"

Taking a hearty bit of her meat Ginger grinned slightly, "Yes, of course. And your second question?"

Leah questioned without hesitation, "How do you plan to expand the pack?"

Ginger disclosed, "Prisoners and volunteers. Now are you going to answer our questions?"

Leah slightly lowered her gaze to the ground before her and announced, "Of course...mistress. The smile is nothing to worry about. I was just deciding to volunteer for service."

Ginger smirked, "Why the sudden conversion?"

Leah explained returning her gaze to the two dominate women, "Don't get me wrong Ginger, I don't trust you and I don't like you. You are controlling and cruel, but you are honest and it is not personal; it's defensive. Brigitte I don't trust you either, but it's not that you are cruel. You are extremely devoted to Ginger and that makes you even more dangerous then your sister, by far. I would have to worry not only about offending Ginger, but having you think I've offended or disrespected her as well. For while you are a kind soul normally, that is not something you will let slide. If anything, you are more defensive of Ginger's position then Ginger is. But that is part of the reason I want to join. I am an outsider in my tribe. I am a female hunter and as such I have never been accepted and I never will be. I was sent for both my skills and no one would miss me. Yet I fear it has back fired, as I doubt you would let me be alone even if I wanted to; and I am so tired of being alone." Leah then sat with her legs tucked under her and bowed her head.

Brigitte whispered in Ginger's ear which made her chuckle out loud, "Mistress she followed me home. Can I keep her?" When finished she flashed Ginger her puppy dog eyes.

Smiling back at her, Ginger caresses Brigitte's cheek and whispers, "For you pet, the world." pulling Brigitte into a hug. Ginger turns to Leah and announces, "We will turn you after we reach a deal with your people. The better the deal, the better my mood will be and the less painful your turning will be. Serve me well and you will be richly rewarded and serve as my third in command. Serve me poorly and you will be punished, harshly. Understood my new pet?"

Leah smiles and looks up to lock eyes with Ginger, "Yes mistress, I will not disappoint."

Ginger one arm hugs Brigitte and says to Leah, "Then welcome to the family, Leah. Now get up and give us a hug."

Leah stands and takes her place in the group hug, feeling a massive weight lift off her shoulders. For the first time since she was absorbed into the Iroquois, she had a family; a dysfunctional family, but a family none the less. Leah steps back and asks Ginger "What should I report mistress?"

Brigitte responds, "Leah you know them best. You will have to decide that. Just remember we want the best deal we can get but can't back them too far into the corner. We really aren't prepared for a war, not yet."

Leah shamefully divulged, "I will do my best, but I fear I do not know them as well as you think I do. As I have said, I have been an outsider all my life. I know their names and faces, but not their personalities and I doubt my voice will carry much weight."

Ginger reaffirmed the young girl, "But you will do your best, and that is all I can ask, Leah."

Lowering her head under Ginger's stare Leah added, "All you ask, but not all you expect."

Ginger retorted, "True, but I am not the only one expecting more am I?"

"No mistress you are not. I have to earn my place if I am going to except it as real." Leah declared.

Ginger laughed, "But you will pet, trust me on that. Neither myself nor B, is a hunter with any training. We are the daughters of an explorer. What little we know has been self taught from what we have observed. Your skills will be a great help bringing in the meat we will need."

With new found hope in her voice Leah spoke, "I will teach you everything I know mistress. You will never go hungry if I can help it. I swear it."

Ginger asked, "How did you know?"

Leah's head dropped to the ground again as she spoke, "You are not the only one whose needs have been passed over for others."

Ginger affirms to Leah, "Serve well and you will have your own pack to ensure you never go hungry again."

Worry quickly takes the young native just as she thought she had found a place in their pack. "What do you mean?"

Ginger explains, "One pack can only grow so large before it would have to split up, I'm thinking no more then 12, 15 if I really wanted to push it. At the moment, you are my favorite to lead the second pack. You're smart, capable and by then your loyalty would be beyond reproach. But understand even then, you would be under my command. If you betray me, I will kill you, slowly. However, I doubt that will be a problem. Once I have earned your loyalty I think you will be as loyal as B. The Iroquois never bothered to earn your loyalty, did they? They just assumed you would follow. I won't make that mistake, Leah. I have every intention of making you mine; mind, body and soul. I'm going to put my mark on all of you, every last fucking square inch, have no doubt about that." As she speaks Ginger draws closer and closer to Leah, showing no concern for her personal space, until she is whispering in Leah's ear, making Leah shiver with the raw possession in Ginger's voice.

Leah looks to Brigitte, frightened that she has made an enemy forever out of the younger sister. She is completely unprepared for the sexy smirk on Brigitte's face and for her to walk up to her other ear and whisper, "Oh, don't worry, she won't be the only one marking you, Leah. I'm going to get under your skin and consume you from the inside out. Ginger will be in your every thought and I'll be in every heartbeat. Once you have earned the privilege you will sleep at the foot of our bed, unless you have been a really good girl that day then you'd get to sleep with Ginger and me. By the time the pack is large enough to spilt you won't want to go, cause it will be less time with your mistresses. We are going to mold and shape you until the mere thought of disappointing us is painful. Until you would take an arrow for us without thought or hesitation. You will never feel that you are alone again For you will know that you are owned, utterly and completely, and you will revel in it. You will not be the only one we add to the pack, but you are the first and as such you will be honored. You shall not only join the pack, but you will join our family as well."

Brigitte's voice turned cold and harsh, "Unless you reject us of course. We won't kill you if you do, but understand if you reject us you are pack, nothing more. You will never lead your own pack as that is for family only. You will have to fight for your rank, without any help from us. So what say you Leah, are you ours?"

Leah's legs give out from beneath her, and she whispers, "By the Great Spirit, take me. Take all of me."

Ginger and Brigitte smile then they kiss her on the cheek nearest them at the same time, and each whisper "Welcome home, Leah. It will be our honor to make you our pet."

Feeling the day slip, Ginger then strips out of her dress and says, "Ok pets, it is bath time then we need to head out to meet the elders."

Brigitte strips as well and kindly adds, "Leah don't strip yet. Wait until you get near the spring. The cold has no effect on my sister and me, and I don't want you getting sick." Brigitte and Leah flanked Ginger as the trio heads down to the spring. Reaching the water's edge Leah wastes no time, showing no modesty in striping down. Brigitte smiled in approval and further encouraged her, "Come on Leah. Help me wash Ginger."

"It would be my pleasure mistress." Leah replies with a wicked smile.

Splashing water about her own body Ginger added, "Just remember, turn about is fair play."

Taking her place next to Ginger, Brigitte seductively traced her fingers up Ginger's outstretched arm while she purred, "I don't know about Leah but that is what I'm counting on."

Ginger sat down in the water and leaned her head back allowing herself to become completely submerged in the cool water. Before coming up for air she softly demanding, "Lets get this started then." Taking the neatly folded rags from a rock close by, Brigitte and Leah began washing every inch of Ginger's skin. Leah wantingly watched Brigitte kiss Ginger's skin after it was cleaned, holding herself back while she didn't dare to duplicate the gesture, for fear of rejection. It took them a good twenty minutes to completely "clean" Ginger and by the time they are done, Ginger is highly aroused. It is Brigitte's turn to be "cleaned" which leaves her right on the edge of ecstasy. Leah was the last to be cleaned and it was five minutes of actual cleaning then ten minutes of Ginger washing her tits while Brigitte grindingly washed her ass. What she was feeling now far surpassed the simple feeling of joy of being accepted into their pack. It borderlined on rapturous desire. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back while the two sisters continued their cleaning. She told herself, "Leah, this could be yours for the rest of your life, if you only choose to cooperate." Seductively answering herself she said, "Oh, I SO plan on cooperating."

Once Ginger decided that they were clean enough, they left the spring and began drying off at the water's edge. The trio quickly got dressed and started off to the village to see the elders.

Leah asked Ginger in a concerning tone, "Mistress, how should I address you at the village? Also should I walk with you or guide you?"

Impressed with the questions Ginger smiled answered her, "Such a smart pet. You will walk in front of us. I'm just Ginger in the village. In fact, I won't truly become your mistress until two days after the talks are done."

Deeply concerned Leah asked, "Mistress?"

Ginger stroked her face and informed her, "The first night, I am going to make Brigitte mine. The next night we will make you ours forever. It is going to be so sweet, my dear pet."

Somewhat relieved Leah bashfully smiled, "Thank you for explaining mistress."

Ginger shakes her head and says, "Leah, you are my pet. What kind of mistress would I be if I let you worry needlessly?"

Leah frowned slightly, "I'm sorry. I'm still getting used to the idea of somebody giving a damn about me."

Brigitte takes that moment to kiss Leah on the cheek, while Ginger gleefully continues, "Don't worry. We will break you of that habit soon enough." Ginger's voice drops an octave into a serious tone, "Leah, understand we will be cruel to you while we are at the village. They must not suspect that we care for you or they might use that against us. We are not playing with your affections, I swear. We are only doing what is best for all of us in the long term. You understand that right?"

Leah pressed her lips together while she forced an understanding smirk upon her face. "I understand mistress. I'm not going to lie to you and say I'm happy about it, but I do understand. May I request a hug to hold me over for encouragement? "

Responding instantly Ginger and Brigitte wrapped Leah up in their arms. "Of course" Swamping her in a tight embrace, each kissed a checks and then her forehead as well.

They set off again, this time with Leah in the lead, followed by a large space in which Ginger and Brigitte who were smiling and holding hands walked. It took them over an hour to reach the village and by then Ginger and Brigitte were laughing and joking around with each other as if they haven't a care in the world. The warriors who were on guard outside the small community took note of the trio approaching and sent a runner to report to the elders. The head guard spoke to them, "The elders welcome you to our village. Come eat with us and the elders will speak with your guide." Ginger visibly tensed at the statement, but the guard took it as a sign of distrust, instead of the sign of rage over the fool not knowing Leah's name and the disrespect shown. It bothered Ginger that Leah would not being allowed to eat and rest before giving her report. Motioning towards the largest structure in the village the guard opened his mouth. "It is only an informal discussion on how she was treated, nothing to worry yourself over. Come the hunters have brought back meat in your honor."

Brigitte notices her sister's distress and gently places her hand on Ginger's forearm and calmly replies, "Of course we will come. What's her name must be eager to report." Both Brigitte and Ginger lock eyes with Leah lending their silent support before the two women follow the lead guard into a near by log house. Walking in the opposite direction from her future pack members, Leah walks towards another log house further away form the gate. The sudden distance aches at her soul.

WITH BRIGITTE AND GINGER

Brigitte took the lead, as Ginger had suggested hiding her leadership at least in the beginning, and quickly enters the log house. They swiftly took a seat and started to animalistically devour the food placed in front of them; trying to unnerve those who would be reporting to the elders. The informants would most likely report back while they were taken on a "tour" of the village. After they had each cleared three plates, they allowed themselves to be led outside to see the village. They toured the village taking into accounts pertinent information that would later prove valuable in their negotiations. Such as; roughly how many villagers there were, what resources they had, what their defenses looked like etc. The lazily walked the village until they where in front off the elders log house and heard Leah saying "...Lets see if you really are the leaders you claim to be."

WITH LEAH

Leah was led straight to the Elders' council room and forced to take a seat before the grilling began. The elders wasted little time as Crazy Moose started the questioning. "So, who is in control the Red or the Black?"

Leah answered knowing that Ginger and Brigitte will never be able to control the façade that Brigitte was in control for long, "Ginger. The red, is the dominate, but is obsessed with pleasing and ensuring the safety of Brigitte, the black."

Sitting Bear then asked, "What do they want?"

Leah confidently explained, "While they have not come out and said as much, as far as I can tell, they want meat to feed their hunger and to be left alone. They are willing to fight for us, as that is the most bankable skill they have. They'd make excellent winter scouts or assassins as well, but don't expect them to work cheaply. And I'd be very careful about undervaluing their services."

Jay Silverheels concerning asked, "Explain why would they make such good scouts and assassins? And why are you so concerned about undervaluing their services?"

Leah quipped, "The cold has no effect on them and they can not be disarmed. Any attempt to short chance them risks forcing them into making a better deal with another village at best; the Huron at worst. That is assuming Brigitte can calm Ginger down and prevent her from slashing your throats here and now."

Stunned by Leah's words Siting Bear asked, "So you are saying we should put guards around them?"

Leah's eyes widen and she exclaimed, "NO! That could, no that would be taken as disrespect to Ginger by Brigitte and set them off. I saw Ginger shatter the logs that made their fort with her bare hands simply gathering more fire wood."

Crazy Moose jumps down her throat on the seeming contradiction. "I thought you said they didn't feel cold!"

Annoyed by their ignorance Leah explained, "They don't. And honestly I don't think it was for the light either. While they still prefer their meat some what cooked, they knew I would need both the heat and light. It also appeared to be out of habit."

Sighing deeply Siting Bear spoke, "What do you expect an acceptable agreement would consist of?"

Leah returned, "They will want a retainer fee with bonuses for assignments, kills and prisoners. You will have to play around with those. They will want to trade as one of us, and use one of us as a middle man for a small fee. Here are deal breakers; all those turned belong to Ginger absolutely, no ifs, ands, or buts. They are to be buried together when they die. They have full salvage rights and finally they have the right to demand training in any skill. If we make the retainer fee mostly meat, we can most likely lower the absolute value of it. Also Ginger would expect a No turning without permission clause. They will expect to have to renegotiate at some point. I'd suggest it in five years time. It will throw them off balance and create goodwill. Understand they are looking to make life easier on themselves. They do not trust us, nor do they like us. We are closer to their chosen home that is all the allegiance the have for us right at the moment. Also note the prophecy seems to be protecting them. The others that were bitten quickly devolved in to wolves, which Ginger was able to control and lead on an overwhelming assault on the fort to free her sister."

Stirring concern filled the room as the elders talked amongst themselves before Crazy Moose scuffed at the young girl, "So you are saying that they are a growing threat!"

Leah shook her head and jubilated, "No, what I am saying is that they are a paradigm shift. They have the potential to completely shift the balance of power, in our favor if we play our cards right."

Siting Bear shifted in his seat before he stated, "I have rarely seen you so passionate. Is their something you are not telling us?"

With shortened breath Leah answered, "I'm scared. As much as you like to claim we are wining, I have followed the war parties and heard the tales. Our war with the Huron is a stalemate at best, And now Crazy Moose seems determined to push what could be our salvation, into our enemies. I have made no bones about my disagreement with you and the mothers, over many things, but for once I can't back down. This time it is all on the line. Let's see if you really are the leaders you claim to be."

As Leah finishes there is a knock at the door and Handsome Lake calls out, "The Black and the Red are done with their tour."

Sitting Bear ordered, "Then bring them in and let us discuss the terms of our new alliance."

Ginger took a seat next to Leah and then shifted over a bit as if insinuating that Leah's smell repulsed her. Brigitte understanding Ginger's false gesture also put a short distance between herself and Leah.

Releasing a low growl to clear her voice Brigitte was the first to speak. "I'm sure Leah gave you a basic outline of our terms. I'd like your thoughts."

With distrust in his voice Siting Bear asked, "And how would Leah know about your terms?"

With an approving glance from Brigitte, Ginger smirked and in a accusing tone and replied, "She does a poor job of pretending to be asleep and we talked plenty loud enough for her to over hear." Ginger's voice turned into a low growl. "Now my sister did ask for your thoughts."

Crazy Moose smugly snapped, "Really, it is your sister who is in control?"

Glancing bitterly at Leah Ginger smirked, "Hmmm, Leah naughty girl. Giving away our secrets like that." Ginger turned back to face the elders and declared, "You're right. I am the one who would like your thoughts. I figured that you would be more comfortable dealing with "the Black" you call Brigitte. Oh and Mr. Moose! I'd put that dagger back, I tend to deal harshly with threats."

Crazy Moose spat, "Like the oracle?"

Ginger's cool composure quickly disappeared and raised her growling voice with unvarnished hatred "THAT FUCKING ASS HOLELIC MOTHER FUCKING BASTARD TRIED TO CONVINCE MY FUCKING SISTER TO KILL ME, FOR FUCKS SAKE! DAMN FUCKING STRAIGHT I FUCKING KILLED HIM! I RIPPED HIS FUCKING THROAT OUT AND FUCKING ENJOYED EVERY BIT OF IT!"

Clearly disturbed by "the Red's" outburst Siting Bear commanded, "Crazy Moose! Stop antagonizing our guests. We are here to work on an alliance, not squabble like children."

Embarrassed and insulted Crazy Moose abruptly stood and barked, "I will never agree to work with these female monsters!" Scowling at them before he quickly left the room.

Ginger's eyes narrow and softly asks, "His resistance will not be a problem, will it?"

Shifting again in his seat uncomfortably Siting Bear said, "No, he is known for his disruptive ways. He doesn't have the pull to convince enough people to matter..." Siting Bear paused starring knowingly at Ginger, then at Leah as he softly continued, "But you already know that, don't you?"

Ginger smiled wildly, a rare one that reaches her eyes. Almost challenging she said, "Whatever do you mean?"

Siting Bear shakes his head and says "I mean, when are you turning Leah? She is never as passionate as she was defending you. And she has completely relaxed since you entered the building. Well that is until I started this line of questioning. Now she is so tense that I'm waiting for her to snap."

Ginger throws her head back and laughs very heartedly. "Well caught. Leah, come here please. There is no longer any need to keep up appearances and I like my pets close." Ginger triumphantly turns her attention back to Siting Bear, while Leah gets out of her chair and kneels between Ginger and Brigitte looking down. Brigitte absent mindedly begins to pet Leah, cheering her up somewhat. Sitting up a little straighter and more confidently Ginger answers, "As for your question, two days after our talks are over, me and B are turning her together, bringing her not only into the pack, but into our family as well. We have high hopes for her. She will lead a pack of her own one day if all goes according to plan. It really is a shame that you wasted her talents, but I must thank you. You made it so easy to acquire her and I just had to have her." Ginger's gaze fell upon the kneeling girl, "But don't worry, she won't snap. She is being silly again and thinks she is in trouble. She's not. I figured this would happen."

Astonished by the confession Siting Bear asked, "In less then a day you broke her to your will, someone who has stubbornly refused to so much as budge with us. Tell me, what's your secret?"

Ginger again laughed out loud and chimed, "It is simple. I gave her what she has always wanted. I scared her, then I took care of her; her own private monster. I didn't and won't judge her. I care for her for who she is and who she wants to be. I showed her a future where she is someone important and someone loved. In short, I claimed her as someone I'd fight to keep, something you should have been doing all along."

It was Siting Bears turn to laugh, "So you know of our ways. I am surprised. But you are right. I should have fought for her, but instead I sided with tradition, and it has cost me a daughter. Will you allow her to come visit?"

Brigitte looked to Ginger and announced, "That is up to her. We'll allow her to come, but understand we will not force her."

Siting Bear huffed at his own stupidly, "I understand perfectly. Maybe now I can learn to be the father I always should have been. Give me three days and I can give you a treaty."

Ginger smirked, "I thought the Iroquois were a democracy?"

Siting Bear smiled and said, "We are, but I am highly respected. I'm owed many favors, and you broke Leah who is well known to bow to no one for any reason what so ever even when she would be better off. Also Leah is right our war with the Huron. It has not been going as well..." A wild shriek cuts Siting Bear off. The village comes under attack by a large Huron war party. Siting Bear exhaled, "Well here is your chance to prove yourselves."

Brigitte and Ginger smiled licking their lips. Ginger said, "This should be... bloody. Oh and Siting Bear, we will expect payment. I guess our alliance will be tested already and under payment will be frowned on, and may make us reconsider our options. Oh and Leah you are staying here. I'm not risking losing your ass, you hear me?" Without waiting for a response they turned and head to battle. Ginger spotted a group of Huron warriors and told Brigitte, "B, hold back and cover me! These fools are mine." Ginger charges at the warriors; two of which throw tomahawks at her. They are shocked when she snatches them out of midair and throws them back instantly killing their owners. Before leaping on a third warrior slitting his throat, and before flipping off and facing off with the final warrior, unknown to her, a second party has come up behind her. One of the warriors was taking aim with his longbow. He lets loose and Brigitte drives in front of the arrow taking it in the chest.

Leah releases a blood curling scream, "Brigitte! NO!" She instinctually throws her tomahawk killing the archer as Iroquois warriors engage the rest of the second squad.

Distracted by Leah's scream Ginger turns to see Brigitte prone with an arrow out of her chest. She spins landing a kick to the final warrior's head, turning it instantly in to so much paste. Before running to Brigitte's side to carry her to safety, Leah boldly stepped in front of her blocking her path to the wounded sister. Ginger sees red and viscously growled, "Get out of my way you traitorous bitch! I'll deal with you later!"

Pleading with more than her voice Leah begged, "I can't mistress. If you pick her up you will make it worse! I sh-she, she can't die, she can't."

Ginger comes out of her haze of rage and sees the tears streaming down Leah's face. She grabs Leah by the shoulder and glances at her Brigitte. With both rage and fear in her voice she conveys, "I'm trusting you to take care of her, while I repay these fuckers for fucking hurting her! Will you guard over her?"

Leah growled for the first time sounding like she's been doing it since birth, "With my life mistress! Make them suffer!"

Ginger nods then runs off, plowing into the thick of the fighting. She quickly turns the tide of the battle as she effortlessly and mercilessly cuts down every Huron she could get her hands on. Of the fifty warriors which had attacked, only five remained with their lives, with Ginger hot on their tales. Only once she was sure that they were terrified beyond belief, does she turn around and head back to the village. The Iroquois warriors stared at 'the Red' who were torn; on one hand she saved more then a few of their lives, and almost single handily drove the hated Huron from their village. Yet on the other hand, she fought like a wild animal and was covered from head to toe in blood. Shoving more then a few out of her way, resulting is some injuries; she was seen eating her opponents alive in some cases. Siting Bear broke the stalemate, "Someone fetch Red Simba, the Black, Brigitte, is hurt."

One of the winded warriors retorted, "We have our own wounded t..." He is cut off by the glare coming from Ginger who has turned on him and advances towards him.

Ginger snarled and announced while the blood from her enemies dripped from her limbs, "Anyone treated before my sister, will be put out of their misery, permanently, understand?"

Another warrior who was much further away yelled at her, "Who are you to threaten us?"

Cracking her neck in defiance Ginger smirked and belted, "Me! I'm the girl who just routed a fifty man raiding party tearing forty of them apart in the process. I'm the girl who is going to slit your throat, fucking rip out your mother fucking heart and fucking eat it front of your dumb ass if you fucking delay the healer so much as a mother fucking second get it! Got it? Good!"

Red Simba rushed up to Ginger and said, "Alright miss, why don't you take me to your sister so I can work on her and you can avoid creating more work for me, sound good?" Ginger nodded and led him to her sister. Leah removed the arrow expertly and was holding pressure on the wound and kept Brigitte talking. As blood dripped out of the edges of Brigitte's mouth she tried to speak with a weakened voice. "Gin..Gin..Where is my Ginger?" Panic began to take Ginger as she saw that Leah still had a steady stream of tears rolling down her cheeks. She was also sporting a nasty gash along the side of her head and a wicked cut along her arm. Ginger hears Leah talking to the bloody sister lying on the ground. She was assuring Brigitte that help will be coming but she had to hold on. She was not allowed to die on Leah as that would be leaving Ginger. And Brigitte swore she would never leave. Is she really going to break that promise over a silly arrow? She couldn't die and leave Leah alone to explain to Ginger, how all she had done was in vain. How she had allowed Ginger to miss her final minutes with her sister due to Leah's false belief that she was a fighter and could protect and save Brigitte. Red Simba took the opportunity to walk up and tap Leah on the shoulder and told her, "Move child and let me see what I can do."

Leah scrambled out of the way and ran over to Ginger. Leah wrapped her arms around Ginger and sobbed. "I'm sorry Ginger, I'm so sorry! She's fighting but I'm not sure it is enough, the arrow hit right above her heart and she has lost so much blood."

Author's Notes:

AN: I have NO fucking clue about how you make furs in to well fur much less clothes so please bare with me, also smoking meat, yeah no. I get my meat from a grocery store and store it in the fridge... so any and all details about that, pulled out of my ass. I also have done only minimal research into the 2 native tribes in this story, the Huron and the Iroquois, and to bet perfectly honest I don't remember any dates in the movies so I am making this a fairly early settlement, which means no horses, and very few guns, however the natives have had enough contact that they speak English, (cause I don't speak anything else...) and understand western trading (Which is complete bullshit, as they relied on a gift-economy), anyone who knows what they are talking about please, please, please feel free to correct my mistakes, like I don't know if deer are actually in the area, but Moose are, as a are black bears

AN2: For those of you who haven't had the pleasure of this site's wonderful spell checker, let me fill you in. Not only does it NOT recognize ok, length, and other basic words. It tells you that PARTS of words are misspelled it is bloody pissing me off. Ok rant over. Oh and I am aware of a misspellings but i can't get it close enough for the spell checker to figure it out paradigm shift- a complete shift in world view or circumstances, and fuselage-false front.

AN3: A) If anyone wants to beta read this, I'd be greatly obliged. B) I just went back over this and the girls don't swear nearly enough...

AN4: Ok A) I have too many author notes. B) I got the lyrics from lyricstop so bitch at them, not me, if they are wrong. C) I stole WhiteHat from a episode of Life. D) Crazy Moose is a reference to Crazy Horse and Sitting Bear references Sitting Bull. Jay Silverheels is a mohawk actor (a subtribe of the Iroquois), Handsome Lake is a guard in this story but is a Seneca religious leader in real life. Red Simba? pulled out my butt.

AN5: Ginger Snaps: The Feral Bond gets my rec, if you are looking for more good Ginger Snaps fics.

AN6: Yes this is about 25% shorter then I said it would be, and an evil cliffy! It is good to be evil.