No soaked bodies or drenched hair but four feet, dark and lighter brown, dipped into the water.
Kamaria nearby tied to a tree, leaping to catch butterflies.
'This entire continent was at one time, decades ago, all for Weres, until humans came in and being slaughtering them, wiping them out, stealing their land.'
'Wretched.'
'Yeah and my mother...she used to be one of those humans, until she changed her mind and left.'
'Tired of the nonsense.'
'That and she met my father, didn't want to hurt him, hurt anyone anymore.'
'Love, the absolute life changer.'
'And life creator.' Justin leaned into Drew comfortable, not quite a snuggle but close.
He could smell smoke remained from the fires.
They burned at night and he was kept awake by gunshots in the dark.
Even most days they destroyed, cutting a path through the trees.
He was scared sometimes, wondering if the bad people ever found them, knew what they really were, how much they would hurt them, him and Mommy and Daddy.
But now walking through the black stubs of grass, with Daddy and Mommy( and her balloon belly) by his side, he feared nothing and nobody.
All the doggies were asleep and not moving, and most had no teeth or clothes on where the mean people had took them.
And they were red and wet, the same as when he fell and scraped his knees sometimes.
Justin stood staring at the group of dead hyenas, frowning, smoke smell clinging to his blond hair.
the smallest doggie was moving and crying.
He carried it, squirming, back to Moeder. Mommy could fix anything, she knew about babies, had another in her tummy.
'Baby!'
'That's a hyena...my lord...one survived, thank god...'
'Baby!' Justin held the creature up and grinned.
'That's right, sweetie, it is, wait here.'
And he waited, patting the doggie's head, explaining to it how Mommy would help fix its boo-boos while she and Daddy talked about something in low voices.
'Okay, we'll keep him, it's only right. But you can help me raise him, okay?'
Justin nodded and grinned.
He'd got himself the brother he'd always wanted.
Not long after that, a sister.
'Leo the hyena.'
'Yeah, that's why we're brus forever.'
'That's a great story.'
'It's all true.'
'Hey, I know you're not lying. Before I wouldn't have believed but-'
'Ugh, don't say believe.' Justin crossed his eyes and made gagging noises.
'Will do, pack Leader.'
'yuck, don't call me THAT either, say Pack Mate instead.'
'the mate part I prefer.'
'Mmmm, me too. I'm never getting married.'
'No, not you, not Danger Boy.'
Justin faked a scowl then chuckled, leaned more against Drew, pressing.
'But if I did...I'd be with you.'
a kiss, already something sugary, became exploring.
'All your millions of girlfriends will hate me.'
'Only one and I'm using her for her body.'
'ooops, there goes my bone.' Drew quipped as a tongue slid over his.
'I mean it seriously! I want my sister to look like a human again, it's only fair.'
'Well, I'll help you if you want.'
'You are too good to me.'
'Are you using me for my body?'
Justin pushed Drew down and straddled him.
'I am now.'
Gentle nibbles across two chests combined with bites from the SA mouth and licks from the Kilt one.
Hands gripped around a back and Justin saw the sky above him, everything blue filled his eyes as his lower body was equally filled, long serpentine wetting him, hips to hips, both groaning.
He bit into a big shoulder, trembled.
Felt more liquid shoot up into him.
And heard Drew's sighing moan, felt the tremor, and howled loud enough his sister stopped sniffing a fallen branch enough to look over at them.
His own homecoming, appreciated in ways words could never express.
