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Chapter 2: Of Wolves and Glimmers of Hope

The next morning started early for Amaya as her eyes fluttered open finding the sun had yet to rise. She looked around finding Bishop asleep and Ula was on watch. 'Keep an eye on him while I go take a bath, will you?'

'No problem,' Ula replied as she watched her fron walk away for a bathe in the near by hot springs.

Amaya stood at the edge of the water as she untied and unstrapped her armor and clothing off her body. Undressed you could see a large tribal dragon and wolf tattoo going down her back ( . ). It was the only tattoo she had on her body besides the one that surrounded her belly button and it was a white and black wolf in a heart like shat together ( . ). She loved both tattoos and they where a symbol of the new life she had began just recently after she was betrayed.

She dived into the hot waters once her clothes where all off minus the ring she still wore. It was a wolf armor finger joint ring with a blade claw like tip that she wore on her left pointer finger ( worth/fantasy-iron-reaver-wolf-claw-finger-armor-blade-brand-new/121204155485/). She couldn't afford to take off the ring that kept her true form in check. She took a breath as she reached the surface. Looking below her she saw the inhuman eyes look back at her. Her eyes. She use to have the prettiest blue eyes, but after what happen they had taken a more dragon like shape and her vision changed as well. She could zoom in and see way farther than she ever could before and the rest of her senses had increased as well. So much had change since that day... she thought to herself with a sigh.

She took her lavender soup and a rag that was once an old shirt from her bag before washing her hair and body. She didn't want Bishop catching her bathing by accident or maybe not so accidentally. She dunked her head back under the water. She lifted her head out the water only to hear the sound of approaching foot steps that was way too many to be Bishop's or Ula's. Then the smell hit her and she nearly hurled. It was defiantly bandits! "Purzah daar los ni kul! Mu lost vokul muz ahrk Zu'u lost mulhaan kpahoni! (Well that's not good! We got bad guys and I'm still bathing!)" she growled as she hurried to get out of the water and at least put a towel on, also to grab her sword. "BISHOP! ULA! We got company!" She called out.

"Well look boys there's a beauty all by herself in the spring. She looks so vulnerable don't she?" Said a man as he came out to the clearing.

"A woman like her is likely not alone. Plus I heard her calling for back up," cautioned the woman in the bandit group.

"True, but they won't get here fast enough to get to her before we do." Said a Redguard as he licked his lips as he looked her over. His eyes instantly filled with a disgusting dark lust. "What do you say we just take her now and make her companions watch? She won't be much of a fight all naked like that."

Well fuck... why does everyone think me weak? Is it because am I woman or that I only got a towel on? She thought to herself as she took a breath flames softly escaping her lips as she did so.

"Princess!" Bishop yelled as he ran toward her his bow draw and fired an arrow in one of the bandits.

"YOL TOOR SHUL (Fire Inferno Sun)!" She thu'umed fire at the Redguard who screamed like a girl.

"I'M ON FFFFFIIIIRRRRRRRRRRE!" He scream as he ran in panic when there was water just ahead of him all he had to do was jump in.

"Took you long enough," She commented as she cut down the female bandit at the same time Ula jump one of the bandits ripping out a throat with it's large fangs.

"Oh so sorry princess as you see I was sleeping when you should of woken me! Why didn't you wake me?!" he yelled at her as he took out his knife and stabbed into a face of a bandit.

"Because you look cute asleep and it would have been a shame to wake you," She said and the look on his face was priceless.

"C-CUTE?! You need to start washing your eyes in the morning, you damn wench!" He yelled at her and she just laughed.

"Did I just embarrass you?" she asked coyly seeing him blush slightly as she took off a head of a bandit.

"Says the wench only dressed in a towel of all things!" He nearly growled.

Speaking of towel...

RIP!

AHHHH! WHAT?! Do the gods hate me or something?! Dammit! She yelled in her mind as the towel was ripped off her leaving her naked. "You assholes!" she yelled before she thu'umed her fire breath at them again in anger.

Bishop didn't seem to notice as he was too busy fighting the other bandits. The battle however didn't last long as they died rather quickly. "It seems they're..." Bishop began before he saw her fully nude which made him trail off. He stared in shock, but then she saw that hungry look in his eyes. He wanted that body of her's like a wolf wants it prey.

"LOOK AWAY YOU PERVERT!" she yelled.

He quickly turned his head, "Get some damn clothes on! It's your fault that I looked taking that towel off and all! What where you doing trying to distract them with that body of yours?!"

"One of them ripped off my towel, you ass!" She yelled at him pissed as she quickly picked up the half destroyed towel from the ground and re-wrapped the remains around herself. "Dammit I liked this towel too! Those bastards!"

"All that anger over a towel?" he questioned looking at any other direction other than her.

"NO! You saw me naked! It was exactly what I was trying to avoid!" She growled as she gathered up her things and hurried behind a tree to dress.

"What is the little princess modest over her body?" he asked his voice sounded amused. Bastard was enjoying this.

"Not at all," he voice was suddenly cold again and none of the humor or emotion she was showing earlier was there. "Not the first time I had to fight butt ass naked. Likely not the last time either."

"Hn," was his only reply.

"I'm dressed now," she informed him as she passed him, "We should eat breakfast on the go. It won't be wise to dally long. I have a feeling those bandits might have friends."

Bishop followed behind the strange Dragonborn and found himself staring at her hips. The way they swayed as she walked. She didn't mean to sway her hips so sensually, but she was and it was driving him crazy as he remembered the way her body was curved, shaped, and those tattoos were so curiously sexy. He had to do something or he'll end up doing something stupid and she'd likely try to kill him or worst she'd succeeded in killing him.

"How did you find out you where the Dragonborn?" Bishop asked trying to distract himself.

"The day my sister was taken from me," She said pausing in step and turned to turn to face him. Her eyes were cold it was hard to decipher the hate and sadness in her eyes. "We were running away from her husband, a man as handsome as he was vile. Alduin killed her right in front of me as we made her our escape. It was near Helgen as the village burned. There was this forceful feeling that burst out of me. I said my first Thu'umb then. Graybeards called for me soon while I buried her body. It should have been me... not her."

"Than must have been rough," He commented.

"It was at the time. The training helped keep my mind off things and soon I was suddenly some hero. A role I never wanted. The world could burn for all I care." Amaya said harshly. "The only reason I trained until my bones broke from the strain, the only reason I learned, and the only reason I was there was for the fact that I want to kill Alduin myself as my right as her sister."

"So vengeance is your drive," he said thoughtfully. "What of those tattoos I saw?"

"Why are you so curious of me?" she asked her eyes narrowing at him as if looking for something.

"What man wouldn't be?" he shot back. What is it you are hiding? Ula showed me much, but I have a feeling there is more than that.

"Hn..." she growled before turning away, "We'll be on those bandits that have your grohiik fron (wolf kin) Karnwyr soon. So be prepared for a fight and I suggest this is done quietly. We know nothing of there numbers other than they are many. If things get rough stay behind me and I'll use my thu'umb to take care of them."

He nodded as he followed behind her with Ula walking just beside him, but discovered she avoided the question. He wanted to know this woman. She was like a mystery to him. He remember over hearing other talk of her. They say there is no warrior more fierce than her nor was there a more beautiful woman than her in all of Skyrim. So far he agreed with both. He would not want a woman like her as an enemy. So far he had seen the power of her Fire, but he wonder just how great her fire was.

….

"We should circle around for higher ground. It would give us an advantage being above them." Bishop suggested as the three of them laid low in the bushes scoping out the entrance. Only an idiot runs in blindly.

Amaya used her drovah's vision to look at the area better. There where several hungry looking wolves in cages that would make for excellent distraction. "Agreed and we should use those caged wolves to our advantage as well. Sending them into the cave a head of us will distract and perhaps even kill a few men for us while we sneak in behind them."

"How would we get them to do that?" he asked keeping his voice low.

"I have a shout that will bind there will to me. Though I hate using it. It can enslave anyone I wish with it." she whispered.

He lifted a brow at her. He never knew a Dragonborn could wield so much power to bind one's power to her own and use them however she would please. Well didn't know she could do that and it's a lot of power. Why isn't she just taking the lands as her own with so much power? "Let's go then."

The moved quietly for higher ground make sure not even let the wolves heard their approach. Amaya took out her crossbow and Bishop his bow. "I'll take the guard on the right," Amaya said.

"I got left," he agreed before they both fired taking them both out with ease. Amaya reloaded her crossbow before placing it back on it holster. "We're clear for now."

Amaya jumped down to the wolf cages and she looked at the poor beast. This disgusted her. Flies were flying about them and they seemed to have at least one infection were on there bodies. Some where from old wounds that where never properly cleaned and other was from an eye getting ripped out. "I'll kill them all for this." Amaya said to herself. She was angry that they did such a thing to her kin. "Gol Hah Dov!" she growled out her shout before she broke the locks off there cages. "Get your revenge my fron. Kill all you can. Go!"

The wolves bolted into the cave head on and Bishop watched the expression on her lovely face. She was pissed. He never seen her angry before like this. The very wind seemed to grow harsher that before she stood and walking toward the cave and with each step the winds grew harsher still. "Let's go butcher them and free your wolf." She told him before entering the cave Bishop followed quickly but quietly after her.

They found the bounce dead on the ground as they made there way to the cage a large wolf was in that was a bit larger than Ula. He was black and his fur clean. He seemed rather taken good care of except for the starvation those bastards hadn't feed him in a while. The wolf whined as she opened his cage, "You must be Karnwyr! My name is Amaya. I'm here to help and Bishop is here too." she whispered to the wolf as the cage door flew open.

'Yes, Amaya! Thanks for coming!' the wolf barked excitedly before he spotted his master Bishop.

"Ah there you are, you mutt! The hell were you thinking, getting trapped and having me track you all the way to this godforsaken place?" he demanded by his voice was that of relief.

'Sorry, Bishop. You must have been worried,' the wolf whined at his master apologeticly.

"There, there," Bishop said petting his head. "What do you say we play a game for old time sake? I'll shoot an arrow into one of these bandit bastards knees and you can go rip his face off!"

'Sounds like fun!' Karnwyr barked excitedly before he noticed the was another wolf around. He cocked his head a Ula and sniffed the air.

"Oh right, this is Ula. Ula this is Karnwyr," Amaya said introducing him to her wolf kin.

'Pleasure to make you acquaintance, Karnwyr. Your human cares a great deal for you.' Ula barked at him.

'Likewise, Ula. How about we speak later after some fun?' Karnwyr barked back and only Amaya and Ula could understand what he was saying.

'Sounds like a plan,' Ula smirked.

"Those two will get along well," Amaya said to Bishop.

"Seems like it. Now lets go make those son of bitches pay!" With that said the group went on killing every bandit and gave mercy to the pit wolves. They both were a bit injured as the group finally left the cave to find camp again.

….

"OUCH! Dammit it woman be careful with that!" he yelled at her as she began to clean his wounds with a rag. He was shirtless next to the roaring fire sitting on his bedroll.

"Don't be a milkdrinker! I barely touched you!" she growled at him. "Now stop moving and let me work! You'll rip you wound open farther and it could led to an infection!"

The silver and black wolves laid next to each other licked their wound without complaint unlike somebody. Once Ula clean Karnwyr's wounds she stood. 'Wait here and I'll bring you something to eat. You used the last of your strength fighting those bandits.' Ula told him.

'Thank you, Ula. That is very kind of you.' he told her.

'Well we are a pack now and we are meant to take care of each other like we should,' she told him. 'It's no big deal and oh tell me what I miss between those two.'

'Sure,' Karnwyr agreed before Ula took off before turning to Amaya saying, 'His a big baby when it comes to cleaning his wounds.'

"Yep, he is a big baby, isn't it?" Amaya agreed smiling at Karnwyr who nodded.

"Traitor! Ow!" Bishop yelled at him as the wolf seemed to just grin sheepishly at him while Amaya place pasted herbs into his wound on his back.

Amaya found herself smiling for the first time since her sister was taken from her, "I'm almost done. Then you can clean the one on my shoulder." she told him as she wrapped the bandage around him and secured it with a nice tight knot. "There all done!"

"Good my turn," he said as he turned to find her undoing her top and let the top slide down her shoulders to her mid back. She had a black bikini like chest binding but that didn't stop his stare as he watched her set herself between his legs with her back toward him and pull her hair to one side so it was out of his way of cleaning her wound from an arrow. She looked at him then her eyes softened and a small smile on her face. She was so beautiful and the way the fire light her skin just made his mouth water. It was then his heart skipped a beat. There was no one else her rather be with at this moment. There was no one else that could move him with such a small beautiful smile.

"Are you going to just stare or are you going to help me clean this wound?" she asked in a small voice. She never had trouble with her emotions until this man came into her life. It was embarrassing to be between his legs like this and no man had ever made her feel so small compared to him. She liked this feeling and hoped, just a small glimmer of hope that she would get to feel more like this with him.

"Yeah, yeah, princess," he said before ribbing out the arrow head.

She yelped, she hadn't expected him of doing it like that and damn that hurt like hell. She took a deep breath and didn't complain as he cleaned out the wound. "This is going to need some healing magic or stitches." He told her.

"I'll heal it I just needed the wound clean so there's no dirt or anything that can get it infected. I don't know how to heal others yet but I can heal myself well enough." she informed him as she recited a short spell and he watched as the wound slowly close before his eyes. "When where in Whiterun I'll speak to one of the healer there and see if they have a heal others tome or something. So all we have to worry about is cleaning them out rather than having to use herbs to do so."

"That would be wise," he informed her as she tried to get up only to have him wrap his arms around her waist and held her against his chest. "It's going to get really cold tonight. We should sleep together for the fire won't do to keep us warm tonight."

She blushed as she felt the sheer heat radiate off his person onto her bare back and even through her clothing, "Your right. The temperature is dropping by the minute." she said as his hot breath hit her neck causing goosebumps to rise on her skin as he breathed her scent. Oh gods... why do I feel like I'm enjoying this? And suddenly... it's a bit hot... am I turn on right now? This is humiliating! I'm thinking of the way his skin feels against mine and how... oh gods! That image is not going to leave my head ever! Thank my lucky stars he doesn't have a wolves scents of smell or he'd know!

She smelled like rain, lavender, wild flower he often found in the forest of Skyrim. Amaya smelled like a women should. Her scent had a trace of wolf like he himself did, but her's was a bit stronger. How was this girl a wolf? He wondered thinking of what Ula had showed him. His eyes landed instinctively on that wolf armored joint ring on her left hand. She never took it off. Even when she was bathing and he remembered it was still on her hand while she fought with only a towel on. He could feel power coming off it too and he was no damn mage either so than meant it was a very powerful enchantment. Could that ring be concealing her real form?

"Bishop..." she said shyly.

"Yes, ladyship?" he asked his voice a bit huskier than usual.

"Could you... let me go? This is embarrassing." she told him as he noticed she was blushing and her skin was covered in goosebumps. Her eyes where darker than usual as well. He knew that look in her eyes well it was lust after all. She wanted him, but she wouldn't let her feelings be known. She was always so guarded.

He smirked, "Don't tell me a wench like you as never been with a man before." he said and her eyes widen in shock. What?! She's never been with a man before?! How is that even possible?!

"Your right. I've never been with anyone like that before. If there is no feelings between two people why do so? Never being in love or having feels for someone is the reason I have not. I don't see the point." she said as she took his hands off her and stood buttoning up her top. "I am not some whore who'd sleep with every damn male she sees or do you think that lowly of me? There is much you don't know of me Bishop. I'm going to check on Ula now." She turned away pissed as Amaya followed Ula's scent.

….

'Whoa what's wrong with you?' Ula asked as she watch Amaya cut into meat mercilessly before she took a piece to eat herself.

Amaya swallowed before she replied, "I'm fine I just embarrassed myself is all."

'Ha ha ha! I see!' Ula grinned, 'You like him don't you?'

"That insufferable ass?! No way in hell!" Amaya growled at her before taking another bite of meat.

'Lie all you like to yourself and others, but I see quite clearly that you like him. I can hear your heart quicken every time he nears you.' The wolf said smugly.

Amaya growled as she threw a stone at Ula, "Keep that to yourself!"

'Ow! That hit me right on the ass! Fine, but I am telling Karnwyr at least! Bishop can't speak wolf after all, but first I need to bring him his goat I killed for him.' Ula said as she bit it's leg and began to drag it.

"Hey stop! Let me do it. I just finished eating. Give me a second to was the blood off my face and get Bishop's share of the deer stakes and my... mundane food." She told her as she cleaned her face and placed some of the meat into a leather bag. Amaya quickly grabbed the goat by the hind legs and threw it over her shoulders. "Come on, Ula-fron."

'Coming,' Ula replied as she followed after her as they made there way back to camp.

"We're back and we got dinner." She told them, "Apparently, Ula was doing a bit of hunting for our group."

'The goat is for you, Karnwyr,' Ula barked at him as she nuzzled him before she laid next to him.

'Thank you, I'm starving.' he replied as he tried to stand, but his legs wouldn't let him. 'Damn legs won't let me up!'

"Oh good I thought the only thing we'd eat tonight was tree bark," he said sarcasticly then he eyed his wolf with worry.

"Oh you are so funny, Ranger," she told his the same sarcasm in her voice before it turned gentle, "Karnwyr will be fine, Bishop. He use to much energy fighting those bandits and they haven't feed him in a long while. After some rest and a few good meals getting some meat on his bones again. He'll be alright. Give me second a Karnwyr. I'll prepare yours first."

'I hate most of organs especially the stomach, but like the liver and heart. Throw the rest of the organs aside. Bishop knows this, but' Karnwyr informed her, 'thank you, Amaya, you are most kind.'

Amaya smiled at him before she took a knife out her boot and began to to skin the goat when Bishop placed his hand over her's stopping her. She looked up into his golden eyes and their was a warmness. "Let me do this for you. He's my wolf after all."

For once she let down her shield and laughed, "You forget I was raised by wolves. I see things differently than you. We are a pack now. You are the alpha male and I am the alpha female. Those two are under our care. This is me taking care of our pack, but if you want, knock yourself out." she said hand him her knife. "I'll work on our dinner then."

"Please tell me you can cook something eatable at least," he said.

She smirked, "I cook better than that tavern we met at. Now where did I put those ingredients?" she questioned herself as she walked over to her bags before she began searching her throw them for the ingredients not realizing her ass was in air as she dug through them.

Bishop had to bit down a groan. She was on all fours and her pants were snug against her curves. Damn did she even know what she does to him with that nice ass of her's? She wasn't even trying to seduce him and yet he wanted to strip her down and take her in the exact position she was in. What was this woman doing to him?

"Ah Ha! Found it!" she suddenly declared knocking him out of his thoughts. Then he listened to her hum some unknown tune as she took out potatoes, carrots, onions, garlic, bread, and spices out her pack. First she cleaned every thing before chopping up the meat slabs into pieces putting them into a pot that hung over the fire. She let the meat brown and seasoned it to her displeasure. Raw meat taste better to her at least.

She cut up her potatoes, diced the carrots and onions, crushed the garlic, and placed them into the pot along with water after the meat was cooked. Then placed more spices into the pot. It was smelling pretty good for mundane food. This stew was nearly ready when she heard Karnwyr chewing on his meal as the food was boiling.

"It smells good," Bishop told her as he sat next to her.

"Good to know you approve." She told him as she pulled the pot away from the fire and set it on a stone. She placed a serving into each bowls and handed him on, "Be careful it's hot." she told him.

"Don't you go worrying about me, princess," he told her as she handed him a bottle of mead.

"Why do you call me that?" she asked curiously.

"You don't like me saying those nice things of you I can be rude too if that's you fancy, little girl," he said sarcasm ringing in that deep voice of his.

"I was just curious you don't have to get all defensive and don't call me little girl!" she growled at him.

"If my ladyship commands," he said smirking knowing calling her little girl gets under her skin. He's have to remember that little detail for the future.

"Just eat," she said rolling her eyes at him.

….

This was the most awkward moment in her life more awkward than fighting naked. She had to sleep... with Bishop. Not that way you perverts!

How does this even work? She wondered. Is there coddling involved or we just sleep really close together?

She looked over to Ula and Karnwyr as they laid together for warmth and Ula laid her neck over his in a protective manner. It was likely Ula wouldn't sleep at all tonight for she felt it was her duty to watch over the weak Karnwyr. There was such an instant bond between those two. It was something she could understand. Wolves were so much easier to understand than people.

To be honest she didn't understand Bishop much yet, though she suspected that he was a lot like herself. Keeping everything hidden under a cold glare. She did... enjoy his company well enough and he was better with his surroundings than herself for he could see traps way before she could. He was intelligent and wise on some viewpoints.

She sighed as she laid down her back turned to his bedroll, I'll just let him decide on how we sleep. Yep seems to be the best choice for I never done this before. This is still awkward.

Suddenly she felt strong arms wrap around her waist and pull her close to a hot rock hard chest making her gasp in surprise. Her body instantly tensed in his arms and she blushed just slightly. "Relax, princess." he whispered into her ear causing her to shiver.

"Can't this is weird," she informed him.

"What you never cuddled before?" he asked lifting a brow.

"I would be lying if I said I had," she told him.

"No even as a child?" he asked surprised.

"Not even then," she said.

"That's... actually really sad." he told her there no sarcasm or coldness in his voice this time.

Amaya found herself rolling toward him. She looked into those golden eyes her heart pounding in her chest as she did. Her hand reached up to his face and her finger tips brushing against his cheek as his stubble tickled her fingers. She never touch some one so gently that wasn't her sister. It was a nice feeling as she smiled up at him. "My life is no fairytale, Bishop. It made me stronger and taught me to never trust, but why do I... feel as if... nevermind let's just get some sleep."

"You can trust me, Amaya," he whispered to her once he was sure she had fallen asleep as she buried her face into his chest.