Disclaimer/Warning: Just in case you needed another reminder, this story has sexual content in it that is unsuitable for those under the age of 18 (or 21 depending on where you live). Oh, and call off the lawyers because I don’t own Digimon and I’m not making money off of it. Lemons and plots belong to the Crimson though. Now without further ado, the feature presentation…after a few extra notes, XD
Author’s Note: This was a request for Death, I hope you enjoy it! Flare belongs to him by the way folks.
Author’s Note 2: A special thanks to ChaosFlameRenamon for letting me use his characters Wren and Clara.
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An Adventurous Tail by Crimson Fox
High above in the clear blue skies, raining light down on the world below and bringing in a new day was the sun. With the advent of this new sunrise, creatures down on the earth below began to stir. They were not the ordinary beings you and I know however, they are digimon, unique digital creatures that take on every form imaginable. More than just mere animals, many of these intelligent beings live in dwellings much like those on Earth, the crafty monsters creating cities within this realm created by the internet. However, there are also miles upon miles of unexplored territory, forests, deserts, and oceans sewed together in this intricate tapestry of data. Adventures and danger, heroes and villains, all intertwined in tales of these fantastic creatures that we can only dream of upon this plane of digital existence. Champions will rise and fall, each with his or her own story, some glamorous and some insignificant. With the dawn of each day, destiny unfolds for every life, for better or for worse.
Down below, in a glade of verdant trees and lush grass blows a gentle wind, brushing against the leaves of the thick foliage. The chirps of Biyomon fill the air in this part of the digital wilds, a tranquil bastion under the warm glow of daylight. Indeed, it was a peaceful morning that spring day until the mutterings of perhaps some adventurers came into ear shot, three anthropoid foxes stepping out from the shade of the canopy.
“Can’t we take a break yet, Wren?” cried a scarlet vixen, her furry dragon wings flapping against the thick brush.
Chaos Flame Renamon, or Wren for short, scoffed at his sister’s remark. With a confident look on his muzzle, he continued marching forward, his ebony fur brushing against the plant life that he happily slashed away with his masamune. The blade shone brilliantly against the rays of the sun and wondrously cut anything in its path without any effort. After a few minutes of hacking the trio found themselves in a clearing, Flame now able to stretch his great draconic wings. One could tell the black reynard held great power, from the muscles that formed Flame’s broad red furred chest to his crisp blue eyes. His mega level body was garbed in some silver armor which covered most of his body, the digizoidium suit and sword sheath reflecting well against the daylight. The warrior turned back and looked at his sister, a smirk on his muzzle. “Ah, we’re almost there, I’m telling you it’s just around the corner, Flare.”
Flare, or Chaos Flare Renamon, groaned at her big brother while swiping the sweat from her brow. To the average person, the girl looked much like a dragon winged fox morph with a alluring hourglass body, her lovely red fur illuminated by the sunlight pouring down. She was dressed in a tight fitting black robe similar to a ninja, the clothes only accentuating her supple, black furred breasts and cute butt. Indeed she was a lovely vixen, especially for a rookie digimon, though her endurance was not as great as her brother’s. “This sucks. I really want a break.”
“Just tough it out, sis. We’ll be there soon.”
From the back walked a third fox, this Renamon being a black furred vixen with long silver hair falling past her shoulders. Silver fur also covered her supple chest, her breasts and body definitely close competition for Flare. Of course, one could not get a clear view of her physical assets due to the loose green sorcerer’s gown she wore, though her husband Wren was fully aware of what she was hiding. The ebony rookie had an indifferent look on her face while her ruby red eyes looked forward to her mate. “You’ve been saying that for hours, Wren, just admit we’re lost.”
“Clara, everything’s fine, I know my way around the world.” replied Wren, denying the fact that his wife was almost certainly correct.
Clara shook her head in embarrassment, seeing that the mega was caught up in his pride once again. Unlike Flare, she wasn’t tired, just annoyed by the fact that they had found their destination in five days without any sign of civilization. Also on her list of concerns was the fact they were nearly out of rations with no sense of apparent direction. “I wish you’d ask for directions, I mean what’s so hard about asking for directions?”
“Because we’re not lost, it’s just a little further.”
The two women sighed seeing there was no persuading Wren’s decision to keep going, still following along silently, well except for the occasional complaint from Flare. Another few hours passed, monotony setting in once the green scenery ran together, the trees all looking the same. Shade encompassed their bodies once more when they entered the forest, leaving behind the bright clearing for the relatively cool woods. There was no path in sight, Wren still resorting to using his sword to cut a path. However, once high noon arrived with the rays of the sun beaming through the cracks in green canopy, Flare finally shouted, “I’ve had enough, c’mon on Wren, can we at least break for lunch!”
The shoulders of the ebony mega shrugged while he turned around, Wren they had made enough progress. “Alright, alright, you win Flare. Let’s see what we have here.”
Finding a mossy, but brush free area under the shadows of the trees, the trio of foxes sat down to take a well deserved lunch break. Grabbing the travelers pack from his back, Wren started to empty the contents. Sword polish, healing herbs, and other assorted gear fell out until the last of their rations dropped to the ground, one measly piece of beef jerky. All of their eyes widened at this, the fact that between the hungry kitsune there was only one piece of food remaining. Their famished stomachs growled with a furious craving, five days of walking with limited supplies making them eye the jerky with gluttonous desire. It was then Wren chuckled, “Heh, well I’m sure there’s some way to settle this.”
With a lick of her lips, Flare declared, “Yeah, that jerky’s mine!”
However, before the scarlet vixen could swipe the dried food, Clara caught her paw while a furious look in her face. “What makes you think you deserve it? I’m the brains of this group!”
“How many times have I gotten us free stuff because of my looks, it’s mine!”
Clara’s ruby eyes squared off against Flare’s sapphire orbs, their paws fighting over the jerky with neither backing down. Though Wren was certainly hungry, he was not foolish enough to interfere with a catfight. And so, fighting tooth and nail or rather fang and claw the two vixens fought for sustenance, the rookies about even. Back forth went the possession of the jerky until a well placed trip by Clara caused Flare to fall to the ground, the jerky in her paw flying into the bushes. With a smirk, Clara ran over to where the dried meat had flown until a curious and unfortunate sight befell her. Amidst the leaves of the vegetation, the ebony vixen watch as a green worm digimon ate the precious rations, the digimon a Wormon to be exact. Without knowing about the fight caused by the jerky, the black pincers of the insect rookie chewed the dried food before swallowing every morsel. Clara looked at Wormon with contempt while lifting him off the ground by his tail. “Do you realize what you’ve done?”
“Um…um, I was just having lunch, please put me down.” uttered Wormon as he shivered in the silver paw of Clara, a tear in his blue eye.
Indeed, the sense was awfully pathetic, the innocent insect thinking he had just wandered upon a free meal. Despite her gluttony, Clara couldn’t find the anger to stay mad at the Wormon, deciding to lower him to the ground. “Humph, fine.”
Of course, this had not gone unnoticed by Wren and Flare who had ran up once Clara had grabbed Wormon. Flare knelt down to get a better look at Wormon, the scarlet vixen forgetting all about her hunger when she declared to Wormon, “Oooh, you’re cute!”
Nervous and shy, a pink blush washed over the Wormon’s face. “Uh, thanks, I think. Sorry about eating your food.”
“Aw, that’s alright, it was just nasty jerky anyways.” Infatuated with the foot tall worm, Flare lifted the bug into her arms and nuzzled against his body which she apparently found cute.
Nodding his head in agreement, Wren declared, “Yeah, we’ll be able to buy some food when get to town here.”
Once Flare finally let the bashful bug down from her cuddling, he realized what Wren was talking about. “Oh, you mean Ironvale? You’re really close now. If you keep going straight you’ll be there in a few hours. Eh, I don’t like that place though, too much noise for me.”
A confident smirk was on the black reynard’s muzzle once he heard they were on course. “See I told you I knew where I was going.”
“Alright Mr. Navigator, I guess you were right, but when we get to town we’re buying a compass.”
Scowling from the fact it was mere luck that they were on course, Clara sighed before going to help gather up Wren’s pack with the others. After saying their farewell to the helpful insect, the three foxes were off, once again sifting through the thick woods and uneven terrain. The hums of other insect digimon and chirps of avian creatures filled the air while afternoon drifted onwards, the three growing hungry and tired. If it weren’t for the pleasant weather, their sweaty bodies would surely be falling out of exhaustion. However, through a break in the trees, a grassy plain could be seen, the end of the forest once and for all when the three adventurous foxes ran for the exit. Indeed, they were nearly to their destination, a towering mountain but a kilometer away with an expansive city nestled to its side. Ironvale, a wealthy city famous for its iron mines and metal craftsmanship now lay ahead.
The kitsune took a sigh of relief before using their fox magic to teleport closer to the city now that they could see where they were going. Crossing the empty spit of grasslands, the three foxes found themselves on a dirt road, a trading route used to move goods in and out of the city. Though they were all enthusiastic, the energetic Flare was more so which was evident when she cried, “Yay, food’s right up ahead! Ramen here I come!”
Driven by her hunger, the scarlet vixen rushed towards the looming gate, Ironvale encompassed by a defensive wall to keep wild digimon from rampaging within the city. Wren and Clara sighed at the young girl, chasing after her with the heavy doors leading to town just ahead. Unfortunately, their dash to sustenance was interrupted when from the shadows walked out a mysterious digimon, a look of contempt on his face.
With a voice that held great disdain for the three, the short digimon’s voice said, “Humph, two adventurers and a kid, I hope you have money for the toll.”
“Hey, who are you callin’ a kid?! I happen to be a full grown rookie you jerk! And other thing…”
While Flare continued yelling at the short dragon even as Wren pulled her away, Clara stepped forwards and observed the apparent guardsman. Upon further inspection, the wise kitsune recognized the red haired gatekeeper as Ryudamon, a small yellow dragon fitted in black samurai armor complete with a katana hilted at his side. A luminescent ruby also appeared to be crafted into his helmet, reflecting the light of the sinking afternoon sun. The rather rude soldier kept his claws held on the handle of his blade while Clara tried to keep her distance, her hand clutched on a staff magically produced in her paws. “And how much is this toll, might I ask?”
The dragon warrior grunted with irritation before answering, “Twenty gold pieces and not a bronze piece less!”
Astonishment crossed over Clara’s face when she heard the price for entrance. “Get out of the way, we’re questing for the sovereign. We have no time for thieves like you.”
“Well, I don’t give a damn, lady! This is my gate and I ain’t movin’ until you fucking pay me!”
“Then I suppose I’ll have to delete you.” declared Clara before readying her mystic rod for the fight she had provoked.
Fury welled in the armored lizard’s crimson eyes, the rookie drawing his katana to face off against the fox sorceress. He drew his blade and made an arc with his blade, swinging the razor sharp blade downwards. Clara’s keen eyes and swift body were quick to react however, her staff moving to block the reckless attack and follow up swings, her defense keeping Ryudamon at bay. An enraged growl was let out by the dragon guardsman when he decided to use his special attack, jumping towards Clara and shouting, “Confident bitch, take this, IAIJIN!”
At once, an iron blade shot out of his mouth, aimed straight for the heart of the ebony vixen. Surely she would have been pierced if not for her quick magic, Clara countering with, “NAGRA MAGIC!”
Using her dark magic from the wooden staff, the projectile and Ryudamon for that matter were thrown to the ground by the force of gravity. The treacherous dragon had indeed fallen prey to the sorceress’s spell who was now preparing for a finishing blow. “It’s a shame I have to do this, but you’re nothing but trouble, FLAELI FLARE!”
Black magic was summoned again by the mystic kitsune, a large fireball fired towards the gravity afflicted digimon. As the scorching attack approached, a wicked grin fell over the dragon swordsman’s lips. “I’m…not done…HELMET REVERSAL!”
Glowing red with a mysterious power, the gem on Ryudamon’s head went to work as a reflective force covered his body. The Flaeli Flare that would’ve surely seared and disintegrated his body was redirected towards the spell casting vixen, speeding at Clara at an astonishing rate. However, just as Ryudamon had caught sight of victory it slipped away, the ebony Renamon teleporting in the nick of time. The dragon warrior gasped when he saw the fire attack sail away into the skies until it dissipated into nothingness. A second later, Clara reappeared her staff pointed towards Ryudamon menacingly much like her scowl. Ryudamon struggled to move seeing as how the black furred vixen was too close for his reflection spell to activate in time. In the meantime, Clara was all business when she spoke once more. “Honestly, I’ve defeated champions with ease, you’re nothing special.”
Knowing it was time to strike the finishing blow, Clara’s free paw began to glow blue when she concentrated her arcane magic. One short moment later a simple beam of ice shot from her furry paw until it struck Ryudamon, promptly freezing his entire body and giving it a blue hue from the extreme cold. Then, with one well placed thwack of her staff, Ryudamon was shattered into nearly a million ice shards which quickly evaporated into digital particles that were aptly absorbed by the dark sorceress. Now that the fight was over Wren and Flare walked over to the victorious mage, Wren relieved when he said, “Great job, Clara. I was afraid he was going to get you with the reflect trick.”
“Of course not, but I appreciate that you stayed out of my fight this time.” replied Clara before she gave Wren a slight grin.
Meanwhile, the ninja garbed Flare leaped up with joy when she saw they could finally get some food inside. “Well, what are we waiting for, let’s go!”
“How do you stay so energetic?” sighed Clara while taking the lead this time for their group.
At once, Flare’s spirits drooped as she whispered to Wren. “Brother, why did you marry her anyways, she’s cold to everyone and I’m not just talking about the fancy ice spells either.”
Though Clara made no change in her movements, Flare felt as if Clara was staring daggers at her. On the other hand, Wren chuckled at his sister’s remark before answering, “Ah Flare, Clara has her warm side, you just haven’t seen it yet. Now let’s get going, I’m starving!”
And
so the three traveling foxes entered through the open gate and into the city of
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Inside the hefty wooden walls of Ironvale, impressive buildings and towers lined the labyrinth of streets, the unique architecture based off of oriental designs. In the background, a looming mountain shadows the city with the setting orange sun behind. Though there was still some of the active bustle and noise of the marketplace, one could tell things were a little less active than normal for a city this size. While sunset washed over the skies, the three heroes walked out of a simple eatery, a heavenly smell drifting out from the open. Having eaten a proper meal, all three felt on top of the world again, Wren patting his stomach while saying, “Ah, these iron guys really know how to cook! Guess we better find an inn now, eh?”
Clara walked up to Wren’s side when focused her ruby eyes into his blue ones. “Well…”
“Well what, we beat that guy, what’s the problem?” asked the ebony swordsman, scratching his head in confusion.
“Um, Wren, we’re kinda out of money.” interjected Flare, the swift ninja smiling sheepishly at the other two.
However, Clara knew why they were now out of money after the restaurant when she turned to Wren with a hint of fury in her golden eyes. “I told you not to buy that expensive sword polish. You never listen to me.”
“Aw, c’mon, I have to keep my meal ticket in good shape.” Seeing his wife’s evil eye, Chaos Flame Renamon took a few steps back while sweat ran down his brow, a toothy grin showing on his muzzle.
Of course, despite the monetary situation, forever cheery Flare had an idea. “Don’t worry guys. I’ll get us some cash, just wait by the inn.”
At once, a look of concern crossed over Wren while trying to stop his sister. “Wait Flare, there’s other...,” he started, but the words were lost when his sister teleported away, making Wren sigh, “…shit.”
Now the two lovers were alone, though the ebony reynard’s expression was less then pleased. Despite her cold nature, Clara rested her silver paw on the swordsman’s shoulder. “It will be okay, she’s doing it for a good cause.”
“I guess.” answered Wren dejectedly, walking to wait by the door of the inn.
Clara stayed by her husband’s side, a look of concern upon her muzzle. “Remember she’s an adult like the both of us now, she can make her own decisions even if she’s still a little immature. Besides once she finds her own mate, I’m sure she’ll grow out of that habit.”
“Maybe, thanks Clara.” A small grin formed on Wren while he and the dark kitsune sorceress waited together, the swordsman feeling a little less guilty of his little sister’s activities.
“Of course, now if you’d only listen to me more often.” suggested the ebony vixen, an uncharacteristic smile cracking across her furry lips.
Wren chuckled from that remark, knowing that his mate was right about his bad habit.
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Meanwhile,
Flare found herself in a rather shady looking alley, a small look at the
underbelly of the city. As the skies
grew darker with the onset of early evening, the scarlet vixen walked along the
grungy corridor, looking for something.
Her blue eyes darted left and right, scanning for a target while the
orange glow above grew dimmer with each second.
A slight breeze blew against her tight black ninja robes, her pair of
The Weregarurumon turned around and looked over the sight of the sexy fox, her hourglass figure against that tight robe driving the wolf digimon crazy with desire. “Hell yeah, I getting worried I wasn’t in the right spot. So, how much are your services, sexy?”
“(Let’s see. Three people for the inn and then there’s supplies we need too, um…) How about ten gold pieces for a little bit of “bird-watching”?” suggested Flare, straying away from penetration since that was reserved for actual relationships not business in her book.
As if to further entice the horny wolf to give into his desire despite the high price, the scarlet vixen started licking her lips while feeling the ultimate’s muscles. Indeed, both the pleasing touch of the rookie’s paws and her seductive lick of the lips were arousing his interests and his boner down below, his pants starting to tent. “Well, it’s kinda hard to say no when you do that.” he said with a smirk before handing over the money from his pocket.
The gold pieces reflected the dim light of the stars and full moon now high above, the currency falling into the vixen’s open paw which was quick to store it away in her robes. Now that she had been prepaid, Flare knelt down and looked to the wolf’s tented trousers, the ninja giggling at the sight. “I see someone’s excited.”
Knowing it was time to earn her pay; Flare went for the buckle of Weregarurumon’s belt and began the task of getting to his man meat within. However, before she could lower the pants, a shrill voice laced with fury interrupted the two. “Bitch, this is my territory, get the fuck out of here!”
Obviously able to hear the harsh words, the two furry digimon turned to see a digimon flying down to their location. A furious scowl formed on her lips, her human like face twisted in anger. One could tell she had some sort of connection to nature, the lily shaped helmet along with her flowing, thorny green locks were proof of that. On the outside she seemed pleasant and beautiful enough, a pink dress with green boots and gloves covering her shapely body. Slowly she fluttered down with her leafy wings, staring daggers at the scarlet vixen. “You better give up that money if you know what’s good for you!”
“Hey, I really need that money. Besides there must be dozens of guys who need help, just find another.” suggested Flare while trying to hold her ground, despite the fact she was a rookie going up against an ultimate.
“Are you tellin’ me to leave! Bitch, I’m going to mess up that pretty face of yours!”
Although there was surely going to be a cat fight breaking out soon from this, the Weregarurumon knew this wasn’t a fair fight. “Now ladies, there’s no need to fight over me, plenty to go around. Maybe we could even have a threeso…”
However, his words were cut off by the rather rude Lillymon whose obsidian eyes tore into the wolf’s soul before she cried, “FLOWER CANNON!”
Quickly putting her dainty hands together, a dangerous looking cannon formed where they met, firing a ball of nature’s energy at the fighter. He grunted when the attack struck, the werewolf barely putting up his guard in time while his body was flung to the thick wooden wall behind. A growl was emitted from his maw lined with razor sharp teeth from the stunning knock to the head, though the only response Lillymon gave was, “You stay out of this, this bitch is gonna get what’s coming to her!”
During
this time, Flare was preparing to fight, her paws quick to grab the twin
“Yeah, but won’t matter here in second, FLOWER CANNON!” cried Lillymon before another ball of pure energy was propelled, this time towards Flare.
Surely such a powerful attack would have torn the cute girl asunder if it weren’t for her excellent reflexes. With a small concentration of her inherent kitsune powers, Flare teleported away from the attack and appearing behind Lillymon with her kamas ready to slice. “I’m not as weak as you think, GRAND CROSS!”
Swift as the wind, the scarlet kitsune made a devastating attack with her weapons and magic, a deep X carved into the fairy’s back while the vixen leaped away. Though she was an ultimate, defense was not the flower maiden’s strong suit along with the fact Flare was stronger than she let on. Pain circulated through her body, rage and wrath consuming the sexy ultimate, her beauty only skin deep. “I’ll turn you into a fur coat for that, FLOWER WREATH!”
Likely a strategy to cease Flare’s teleportation, Lillymon launched one of her wreaths of magically binding flowers, targeting the rookie. However, Flare’s swiftness was on cue when she used her scythe like weapons, the kamas cutting the wreath into several pieces which promptly evaporated into data. A serious look of determination formed on the vixen’s muzzle while her blue eyes stared the wicked fairy down. “You’re terrible, I guess I’ll have ’ta teach you a lesson then, SUPER NOVA!”
Concentrating
her power of fire into her
In a duel of pure power, the elements of fire and earth waged war, the twin blobs of energy fighting for dominance. A blinding light illuminated from the center of the conflicting attacks, experienced adventurer versus twisted whore. Unfortunately, the level difference proved too much once the Flower Cannon broke through, an explosion of power being the result. Flare felt her body fly into the air from the blast before falling with a thud to the hard stone below, a groan of pain flowing from her muzzle. Meanwhile, Lillymon looked down to the defeated vixen victoriously, a devilish grin upon her lips. “Ha, I knew you were just full of shit, like a weak slut could ever beat a sex goddess like me, FLOWER CAN…”
Before the flower woman could finish her attack however, under the dim glow of the moon stood the WereGarurumon from behind. His fists tightened with his digizoidium knuckles, the wolf man growling while crying, “GARURU KICK!”
The mighty attack from the fellow ultimate connected with the sexy fairy’s back, knocking her several meters away and interrupting the finishing blow. While Lillymon dealt with the devastating kick striking her previously sliced back side, Weregarurumon knelt down to the fallen vixen and asked, “You okay?”
As the ultimate helped the scarlet fox get on her feet, she replied, “Yeah, just a little beat up, thanks for the save.”
“Of course, always happy to help a girl in need. So what’s your name? I’m Raul, perverted fighter at your service.”
The rookie steadied herself while a mild pain remained from where the explosion had struck, recovering quickly from the duel. “Name’s Flare. I’m a ninja, adventurer, and horny young vixen, big boy.”
Flirtatious as always, Flare was already making another move on the handsome lobo. Unfortunately, their conversation was interrupted with the footsteps of the Lillymon harlot, the aura about her screaming pure and simple hatred. A cool breeze whipped by as she approached, her pretty hands ready for another attack. “I hate guys who don’t the message, bastard son of a bitch! I’ll put you and that bitch down for good! FLOWER CANNON!”
Lillymon’s obsidian eyes looked forward with evil delight when her ball of destructive might zoomed towards the duo, revenge and greed for the money consuming her thoughts. Her revenge would have to wait though since Flare and Raul would their swift reflexes to roll out of the way of the cannon shot. With a determined look on his face, Raul asked Flare, “So got my back.”
“Yep, let’s get her!” replied the perky fox, unfolding her furry wings to square off with Lillymon, Raul running down below with his lupine speed.
Despite her fiery anger, Lillymon’s body quivered with anxiousness, the team of a speedy ultimate and a strong rookie making her a little nervous. Even she could see it was pointless now that the element of surprise was gone, the fairy taking to the skies with her leafy wings. “Assholes, you haven’t seen the last of me!”
The sounds of her wing beats filled the air, the corrupted Lillymon flying higher into the dark skies of the night above, slowly disappearing into that twinkling tapestry of darkness. Flare would have considered going after her, but she figured chasing the malicious whore off was good enough. Gliding to the ground, the scarlet vixen descended to the stone floor of the alley, Raul chuckling, “Guess we showed her, eh?”
“Yeah…oh shit!” cried Flare when she released how dark it had gotten.
A quizzical look passed over the Weregarurumon, curious as to why the ninja was freaking out. “What’s wrong?”
“I’ve got to get back to my bro and his wife, I said I’d bring them money for the inn quick and just look how late it is!” whined Flare when she realized the situation.
“Hey, it’s alright. Tell ya what, keep the money, it’s no prob. I make a lot adventuring anyways.”
Happiness and relief lined the scarlet vixen’s visage, grateful for her good fortune. “Thanks Raul, I don’t know how to thank ya!”
“Well I can think of a way, but you’ve gotta get going. Don’t worry about it. I’ll see ya around.” assured the generous Weregarurumon while keeping his golden eyes focused on the vixen’s blue orbs.
Returning Raul’s farewell afterwards, Flare turned to leave via teleportation, until the image of the admirable wolf flowed through her thoughts. Though she didn’t want to keep her fellow travelers waiting, the young vixen’s heart beat with longing, the love muscle crushing for the digital lobo. “Say you’re an adventurer, how about you come along with us, we’re questing to find the sovereign. Our city’s priests are giving us a huge reward if we pull it off. I’m sure the others won’t mind giving you a cut.”
The lupine fighter’s maw twisted into a small grin, the ultimate having nothing against spending more time with the energetic fox he had an admiration for. “Sure, I was doing the lone wolf thing, but I guess traveling with you would keep things interesting. Sign me up!”
Accepting Flare’s offer, Raul gently took hold of the fox ninja’s soft paw, both warping out of the alley thanks to the kitsune magic in her digital blood.
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Meanwhile a few hours earlier, the view returns to Wren and Clara, sitting against the firm wooden wall of the inn whilst they wait for Flare and the money they desperately needed lest they sleep in the streets. The black kitsune lolled about while time passed by, the orange glow of the sunset fading as it had with Flare. Both were slowly becoming bored since there was no terrain to cross, no enemies to slay, just waiting. Truly it was frustrating.
“Damn, I’m getting worried, it’s been what? Two hours?” asked Wren before punching the stone floor with apparent irritation.
Seeing the position of the sun sinking below the top of the town’s gates, Clara determined it was a fair estimate as any. “I believe so, but I’d give her another hour before you go on a rampage.”
With a lone sigh and a nod of understanding, Wren decided to take the dark kitsune’s advice though the nagging thought of his sister’s condition still lingered in the back of his mind. Indeed, the brother couldn’t help but hold out concern for Flame, even if she was an adult. Though Clara wasn’t quite open with her feelings due to her upbringing as a dark sorceress, the fox mage could see the concern in Wren’s blue eyes. Knowing what he needed, Clara hugged the armored covered body of her husband, using her magic to comfort the black reynard in her loving embrace. A soothing calm flowed into his nerves, relaxing his body while he melted into the healing hug. “You know why I married you?”
Countering with a small chuckle, Clara asked, “Why did you?”
“Not for the power, or your good looks, but just how you can make me happy like this. I feel a little better already.” admitted Wren before a warm smile graced his muzzle.
Though the black reynard could not see it due to the dark vixen’s own black fur, a pink blush crossed her features. Giving Wren a playful knock to the head, the sorceress allowed some of the tenderness inside her cold shell to leak out. “Hopeless, lovable jokester.”
And so they stayed like that, the furry and warm arms of the black fox wrapped about her reynard, a slight summer breeze blowing against her silver hair while time passed. Unfortunately, this tranquil moment between lovers was quick to be interrupted when the noise of an angered voiced bellowed out from the entrance to the inn.
“Guh, uh, now just pay up and they’re won’t be any trouble, ya!”
The voice was rather gruff that yelled inside that tavern, bluntness as well as anger laced every word. On the other hand, a voice far more timid, likely the innkeeper replied, “N…n…no! No, I won’t pay you thugs anymore! I can’t take it anymore! You heathens do nothing but cause trouble and steal.”
A dull-witted chortle followed up from the first voice upon hearing the tavern owner’s declaration, the brave speech meaning nothing to him. “Guh, ha ha ha, that’s funny! So little man, are ya gonna fight me, ya!”
“I’m…I’m serious, get out or I’ll…I’ll belt you one, yeah that’s what I’ll do, belt you one.” stuttered the innkeeper’s voice, the tone obviously filled with fright.
While this was going on, Wren stood up, hearing the whole last few moments of that conversation. “Looks like I found a better way to get that room.”
“I suppose it’s better than waiting all day for our cheerleader.” said Clara, agreeing to put an end to the fight that would likely arise.
Barging through the doors of the inn, the two found themselves in a friendly looking tavern. Candles lit the establishment’s lobby, giving off a slight romantic quality along with the pleasing scent of lilac and rose that hung in the air from the flowers that adorned the wooden walls. Of course, the ebony foxes had little time to sniff the flowers when they looked to the counter. Behind it stood the shivering innkeeper, a Hawkmon to be exact, whose auburn plumage shook with anxiousness of the situation. Across from him, standing tall and strong was a Wargreymon, a mighty orange dragon man fitted in an impressive suit of golden digizoidium armor. On the outside anyone could tell he was a looker, his perfect physique, flowing red hair, and emerald green eyes making the mega eye-catching to say the least. His mind however was not so keen, the thickhead slamming the desk with his dramon gauntlet, crushing the wooden counter with his burly fist. “Duh, ha, now just pay up or I’ll make you like that, yes!”
The poor Hawkmon nimbly scurried to the corner, curling up in the fetal position, the blue eyes on his white feathered head closing while he trembled. “I knew I should’ve gone into mining, cave-ins are much safer than this.” he mumbled to himself while the Wargreymon chuckled in victory.
However, the orange dragon man was unaware he had company, Wren and Clara slowly approaching from behind. A smirk on his black muzzle, Wren tapped the shoulder of the lizard warrior, the juggernaut turning around. “Guh, ya?”
“Hello!” greeted Chaos Flame Renamon before giving Wargreymon a left hook square on the nose of his helmet.
A piercing metallic noise rang out when the reynard’s metal gauntlet struck, the mega stumbling back and tripping over the remains of the polished wooden desk. His ears pulsated with pain from the clamor, his blood boiling with anger while rising from the floor. Hatred truly was reflected in his emerald orbs once he locked on to the cause of his mild agony. “Duh, damn, what the fuck, you want trouble, ya?”
“Read me like a book.” admitted Wren whilst drawing his Masamune for the oncoming fight.
Wargreymon shook his head for a moment with the first attack, readying his fists to take on the fellow armored mega. “Ha ha, you’re gonna be sorry, I’ll make sure of that, yes!”
With a lunge of fury and speed, Wargreymon sped toward Wren, claws ready to tear the swordsman to ribbons. Little did he know, Clara was preparing a spell unnoticed by the behemoth as she cried, “I’d do the math again, POSITRON BOLT!”
Magic flowed from the tip of her wooden staff until a sphere of electricity was flung against the charging dragon. It hit square on, sending painful shocks through his scaly body, but the burly digimon kept up his advance. “Can’t stop me that easily, stupid lady, guh huh huh!”
Ready to attack, Wargreymon swiped his heavy claws for the fox warrior’s chest only to be met with the kitsune’s Masamune, fending off his attack as he pushed against the guard Wren was putting up. A confident smirk stretched across Wren, asking Wargreymon, “C’mon, is that all you’ve got?”
“Duh, no!” cried the draconic mega, pressing the slightly shorter fox back with a rush of Herculean strength.
The adventurer stumbled backwards from the strong push while trying to keep his sword in a defensive position. Meanwhile, Wargreymon chuckled with a dull arrogance, “Guh, see, I’m not so weak, BRAVE TORNADO!”
Twisting his body into a furious tornado, Wargreymon’s claws fixated on Wren with the intention of tearing him limb from limb. The orange blur of a digimon sized typhoon blew past, many of the candles blown out and ruining the petals of the mounted flowers. Quick and furious, Wren would have surely taken a good deal of damage from the tornado despite his defense. Luckily, angered by his earlier comment of “stupid lady”, Clara was outraged. A crimson glow encompassed her being while the mystic properties of her blood rose to a peak. With a commanding voiced she yelled, “NEGRA MAGIC!”
Once more, the power of gravity and force channeled from the enchanted rod to Wargreymon, slowing his actions. Though the rookie could not stop the mega, her magic did have some effect, Wren now able to roll out of the way while the dragon flew into the wall. A large gaping hole was left from Wargreymon’s impact before his stepped back in, surprised to see Wren still in perfect condition. “You’re still up, huh?”
“Better believe it, bub, GRAND CROSS!” cried the ebony swordsman in response, counterattacking with the technique both he and his sister possessed.
Using his agile muscles, Wren used his Masamune to swiftly cut an X into Wargreymon’s body, the sharp sound of metal cutting resonating for a moment. Quick to turn around, Chaos Flame Renamon marveled at the fact Wargreymon was still in one piece and even able to scoff at his efforts. “Guh huh huh, told ya couldn’t stop me, ya shoulda listened to me, ha.”
Wren growled in frustration when he saw just a pair of scratches on the dragon’s silver chest plate, the digizoidium armor rivaling his own razor sharp blade. He took a deep breath whilst attempting to formulate a plan, the situation turning for the worst as the gargantuan walked forward with a grin hidden by his horned helm. The silver color reflected the dim glow of the remaining candles, his emerald eyes focused on the ebony fox while his golden claws prepared for another assault. Gripping his sword for another round, the mind of the swordsman knew it was time to make a move. “Alright buddy, this time you’re going down for good, SHOCKWAVE YOKO GIRI!”
Leaping forward to meet the oncoming redhead, Wren prepared for another slash once his sword began to glow with a mysterious power. Calling forth the spirits of the Renamon from the afterlife, the black reynard’s sword illuminated with the power of the fallen foxes. Wargreymon could literally feel the energy radiating from his opponent’s long blade. Even the dull-witted mega knew he had to strike back with every ounce of strength, inspiring him to raise his mighty arms into the air and shout, “Har, not so fast, TERRA FORCE!”
Raging infernos of fire and pure power tangled together into a sphere of obliteration, the great ball of energy thrown with every fiber of vigor the orange reptile possessed. Quickly the Terra Force attack and Wren were converging, the ebony fox letting a battle cry before swiping his enchanted Masamune against the fiery sphere. Despite the immense strength contained in Wargreymon’s blast, Wren’s swift slice of the orb doomed it to split in half and dissipate, negating the danger. In those short seconds, the red haired warrior barely had time to gasp in worry before being cut by one last slash of Wren’s blade, piercing his armor and thick scaly skin thanks to the spirits of the fallen kitsune in the swordsman’s sharp weapon. “It’s over!” the ebony reynard proclaimed before landing behind Wargreymon, the dragon winged fox sheathing his digizoidium Masamune.
It was after a few moments of shock that the pain was finally registered by the dragon man. A narrow line stretched from his right shoulder all the way to his midsection, the wound only skin deep thanks to his thick armor, but still agonizing all the same. Fiery stinging sensations spread from the armor piercing cut, coaxing the draconic warrior to roar in pure torture, the throbbing slit flesh bringing nothing but anguish. “Ahhh, fuck that hurts, run away, ya!”
Knowing he would lose the fight if Wren kept that up, Wargreymon did the only rational thing and darted for the hole he had made earlier. Using the power of the courage shield strapped to his back, the muscular dragon took to the skies, reaching for the starry heavens in haste. Oh how he flew in cowardice, but his escape would not come easy regardless. From behind, using his furry dragon wings, Chaos Flame Renamon pursued the fellow mega. Furious wing beats filled the night skies, the winged fox chasing after the dull witted ruffian, staying close behind whilst they rose higher under the glow of celestial Luna. It was certainly a nail biter with both unleashing fantastic speeds, but it seemed fate held out for Wargreymon when another flyer in the night skies ran straight into the ebony reynard. Grunting from the surprise blow, Wren struggled for a second before hovering in the air to see a slightly dazed Lillymon fluttering in the skies next to him. After shaking off the shock, he inspected the sexy flower girl and could see she had a few scrapes and scuffs on her delicate yet powerful body. “Hey you okay, sorry about that.”
Lillymon seemed less apologetic than Wren however, fluttering with anger while flashing the swordsman a dirty look in her obsidian eyes. “What a terrible day, I just got done dealing with two dickheads and now I get fucking bowled over by some dumb ass bastard! Watch where you’re going, fucker!”
After giving the absolutely stunned mega a piece of her mind, Lillymon promptly flipped him off before flying away under the ceiling of darkness, the irritated woman feeling the warm summer breeze against her back. For a few moments, Wren just hovered there with his jaw wide open at that verbal display he had just witnessed, twilight reflected on his wide open eyes of cool sapphire. However, he soon came to his senses soon and began scanning the skies for the brute that had been trying to get protection money from the innkeeper. Back and forth his eyes darted, looking amidst the constellations for any sign of Wargreymon, but to no avail. A dejected sigh of defeat left the reynard’s muzzle, knowing the orange dragon man had slipped out of his grasp. “Damn.” he uttered before gliding downwards towards the battered inn.
After a tranquil trip through the comfortable evening weather, Wren descended to the ground just outside the hole in the wall Wargreymon had created. While walking through the wall, the ebony fox’s expression drooped to a frown, seeing Clara who asked, “He got away, didn’t he?”
“Yeah.” sighed Wren before walking over to the corner, not forgetting about the innkeeper despite his failure to finish Wargreymon.
During the whole fight, Hawkmon had been curled up in a ball next to the corner. His feathers shook and eyes remained closed shut until the black kitsune knelt down to his side. “Hey, it’s alright. You can relax now, c’mon. That guy’s gone.”
At once, the headband wearing hawk turned towards the digimon who saved him from a ruthless beating, relief washing up his body upon hearing the Wargreymon had been dealt with. Slowly he opened his eyes and stood up to meet the mega as well as the ebony sorceress who had saved him. “My, my, what a mess, but I thank you for what you’ve done. Fantastic work on dealing with that lout, perhaps he’ll back off for a while. How can I thank you both for your efforts?” asked the cheery Hawkmon, truly grateful for the dark kitsune that had scared away the red haired dragon.
Clara, who had just stored away her staff, took a few steps before looking down at the shorter rookie, his stature putting him only knee high compared to the adventurers. Knowing what they needed, she suggested, “Some free rooms would be a fine start.”
“Clara, that’s not right, we help digimon without expecting a reward. Besides it’s going to cost this guy a bundle to fix that wall and the desk.”
The dark sorceress huffed at her husband, fully aware he was only trying to do the right thing, but she could help but feel annoyed at how such ideals turned against them at times. “Humph, I know, but Wren honestly. Gods you’re so difficult sometimes!”
Not wanting another fight breaking and still adamant towards paying the heroic digimon back, Hawkmon interjected, “It’s quite alright, I have some spare rooms, it’s no trouble at all, really. You two certainly have earned that much at least. Now please, don’t fight, I’ll clean this mess up and see about getting the chef in the back to get you both some fine cuisine. Well?”
“Alright, I guess that will work, thanks for the free stay. And Clara…” began Wren while folding in his furry dragon wings fully.
“Don’t say it Wren, I understand. It’s just frustrating sometimes, five days of sleeping on the hard ground can get to a digimon, you know?”
The ebony mega’s face grew into a smile whilst holding his wife tenderly, the breeze from outside poking through the gaping hole behind them. “Hey, it’s alright, I know. You deserve the best.”
“Thanks, I…” started Clara until she was alerted by a pressing thought. “Someone’s coming.”
“I can’t believe that guy wants a rematch already.”
Letting go of his wife and her silky soft magician robes, Wren looked about until he saw two beings teleport into the lobby of the inn. Hawkmon squawked while saying, “Goodness, who is it?”
Stepping near one of the remaining candles, the soft glow of that burning flame revealed the two to be Flare and her new crush Raul, the Weregarurumon howling a little before declaring, “Wow, that was a rush! I wish I could teleport!”
“Yup, it’s great! Oh, hi guys, I got the money and this guy here! He’s really strong and could help us on our quest, please can he come, please?” begged the scarlet vixen, her excitable nature backing every word.
Wren shook his head at his sister’s whines before looking the muscular wolf man to her right, his thick white fur lined with rugged strength. “Whoa, slow down, Flare. So buddy, what’s your name and what skills do you have, huh?”
“I’m Raul, fighter and an adventurer like you guys. I was doing simple stuff for cash, but your sister recommended me to ya’ll and it sounded good.”
With an energetic flutter of her dragon wings, Flare looked to her brother with her pleading blue eyes. “C’mon Wren, he saved me from this crazy Lillymon. She would have deleted me if Raul hadn’t stopped her.”
(“Lillymon, I wonder if…nah couldn’t be the same one could it?”) though the fox warrior before sighing, “And I take it that you won’t take no for an answer, right sis?”
“That’s right!” replied Flare with a cute wink before giggling at how her brother knew what she wanted.
In the meantime, Clara had been scanning the lobo, her ruby eyes making sure he did not hide any malice in his body. “Hmmm, he seems fine in my book. I suppose you’d make a welcome addition to our team.”
“Hey thanks guys, I’ll make sure to pull my weight and make sure Flare stays safe, I promise.” proclaimed the Weregarurumon while crossing his heart with his paws.
“That’s all I need to hear, say innkeep, it’s okay if we add two more for free rooms and food, right?” asked Wren, looking down to the jolly avian.
“Yes, yes, of course. (Ugh, this is going to cost me a fortune, but they did save me from that oafish brute.)”
Fluttering from his position on the floor, Hawkmon went behind his crushed desk to the shelves on the wall, dividers organizing the keys for each room. The headband wearing bird hovered around for a moment until his eyes spotted some spare keys, his keen eyes able to see perfectly despite the lack of light in the room, many of the candles still needing to be relit. Grabbing the keys with his nimble talons, Hawkmon flew over to Wren so that he was able to make direct eye contact. “Here you go gents and ladies. I’m afraid I have only two spare rooms. I do hope that’s okay. I’ve already rented out the others you understand.”
“I don’t think that will be a problem.” declared Flare while moving over to Raul’s side and giving the wolf a wink of her alluring blue eye.
Wren sighed upon seeing this but let it slide while Hawkmon descended back to the polished wooden floor after delivering the keys. “Two rooms are fine, but I think we should at least do something for you, Clara you mind?”
Aware of what Wren was suggesting Clara nodded her head while magically producing her staff, that ancient rod brimming with power. Focusing the mystic qualities of her kitsune blood, the black vixen unleashed a spell which first worked its influence on the desk. What was once a fine counter caved in at the middle was soon restored to its former glory. Followed shortly was the hole Wargreymon had plowed through with his Brave Tornado attack, the wood particles levitating back to where they had been. Once more they fitted together like a jigsaw puzzle with magic keeping the pieces together. Finally, a refreshing breeze blew through the lobby, a dash of enchantment bringing fire back to the candles and restoring the petals of the battered flowers on the walls. A warm glow of light and delightful scent of flora returned, Hawkmon amazed by the astonishing feat. “My, it looks brand new. Ho ho, you saved me and my staff some work, thank you. Oh my goodness, the staff, they’re probably still hiding in the kitchen. Listen, you all go and see your rooms, I’ll tell everyone else the danger’s gone and see about getting you all some dinner. Thanks again for all of your help.”
With an extra skip in his step, Hawkmon went to the back room of his hotel, glad his precious inn was safe for another evening. Meanwhile, a little exhausted after fighting and traveling, the four went up the nearby stairs to the tavern’s bedrooms.
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After feasting on a magnificent meal and unpacking their traveling supplies, the trio of foxes and their new lupine partner settled into their rooms. At the end of the long hall of comfortable rooms, Wren and Clara took a room to the left while Raul and Flare had the one opposite. They said their “good nights” to each other and drifted into the tavern’s rooms though before the lobo could slip away, the black reynard held him back by the shoulder. Wren leaned up to the taller digimon’s ear and whispered, “Listen, I know you like my sister and that’s fine, but you better not hurt her.”
A gulp was let out by the ultimate before yelping, “Yeah, buddy, I’m promise. C’mon man, I’m not that kind of mon, ‘kay.”
“I know, my sister just gets herself into trouble a lot is all, it makes me a little tense sometimes.” admitted the swordsman while letting go of the white canine’s shoulder. “Sorry for scaring you, I just want her to happy, you know. Anyways, have a good rest, we’ll leave early tomorrow.”
With
a look of sorrow in his blue eyes, Wren turned away and retreated in his room
where Clara was waiting. Raul sighed for
a moment at what he had just witnessed before leaving the dimly lit hall for
his own room. It wasn’t some luxurious
palace room or anything, but it did a have a cozy feel to it. Like in the lobby the wooden walls were
decorated with fragrant flowers as well as the warm glow of candles, revealing
a cushy queen sized bed with soft blue sheets.
In the corner his and Flare’s packs lay next to each other, the scarlet
vixen laying her twin
“Yep, I’m pretty light on my feet.” chuckled Raul while going to over to her side, putting his golden knuckles in his pack. As they stored away their weapons, the lupine fighter looked into the scarlet vixen’s pair of crystal sapphires, taking the beauty those eyes and their possessor held. “Man, I can see why your brother keeps a good eye on you.”
“Yeah, but I wish he wouldn’t treat me like a kid sometimes, thinking every guy I meet is trouble. At least he let you on the team so maybe he’s loosening up.”
Tying up her pack for tomorrow the ninja robed vixen giggled as she leaped for the bed, stretching out on the soft mattress with delight. “This is great! I haven’t slept in a nice bed in days, I feel like a princess.”
He smirked when saw the scarlet fox’s pleasure before he remembered Wren’s words. “I guess I’ll sleep on the floor then.”
At once, the playful kitsune’s fun halted when she looked to the wolf man with concern. “Huh, why? There’s plenty of room for two, if you catch my drift.”
Raul’s heart paced faster when Flare gave those last words a seductive tone. In fact, the sight of her lying on that bed, with that skin tight robe, and the romantic lighting and scent in the air was driving the ultimate wild. However, he’d rather not get a free circumcision courtesy of Wren’s Masamune. “Yeah, but… oh damn it.”
With a grunt, the Weregarurumon went over and sat next to the dragon winged vixen, a worried look on his muzzle. Clueless about what had happened in the hall, Flare asked, “C’mon what’s wrong, I thought you liked me.”
“Are you kidding, I think you’re gorgeous and you’ve got a lotta spirit too. But I doubt your brother would be thrilled though if we slept together and lets just say I wouldn’t want to pick a fight with mega.”
“Oh, my brother’s always saying things like that. Don’t let him get in the way, besides you know you’re my hero Raul.” declared Flare before giving the lobo a loving hug, feeling the ultimate’s strong muscles and thick fur.
Despite the perverted thoughts flowing through the wolf’s mind, he only embraced the alluring vixen, enjoying the feel of her soft body about his own. “I guess I’ll have to take a risk then.”
“I knew I could bring ya around.” Flare replied with a wink while leaning her muzzle upward towards Raul’s tempting lips.
(“Pretty hard not to when there’s a cute girl around.”) thought the enamored Weregarurumon, anxiously watching her set of tender lips growing closer.
Under the glow of the candles their eyes met, a meeting of sweet amber and crystal azure in a longing stare while their muzzles neared each other. Their hearts drummed with desire for the other, to make the other happy once their lips met in romantic union. Truly that rush they felt was invigorating, the hot flesh of their bedmate wonderful. Greater levels of warmth circulated into their beings, their lip lock gaining strength by the second. Saliva swirled together once their kiss grew wet and sloppy, soft fur mashing together in that ancient symbol of love and affection. Closing their eyes, sensations of pure tranquility and satisfaction went through their smooth fur with quivers of anticipation. Minutes passed like hours for the young lovers, lips dancing under the silver moonlight poking through the room’s window.
However, energetic as always, Flare couldn’t help but get a little more adventurous when she slipped her canine tongue out. Making a bold move, the vixen’s pink muscle pushed its way into Raul’s muzzle, the digital werewolf more than happy to accept. With saliva mixing together, the wolf and vixen frenched whilst their embrace grew stronger, his muscles pressing against her perky C-cup breasts. Their hot breath swirled into one while their tongues tangled in a feverish fight for dominance. While the scarlet vixen explored Raul’s mouth, the wolf made his next move, his strong paws massaging Flare’s back. Trembling with delight, Flare felt like she was going to melt when she felt Raul’s paws knead her tense body through the black ninja robe, steadily making his way downwards. Becoming hotter with desire by the second, Flare slurped harder inside of the lobo’s maw, enjoying the flavor her canine tongue picked up while wrestling with her bedmate’s own pink muscle.
Indeed, the scarlet vixen reveled in French kiss as well as the backrub she was receiving, those sensations growing stronger when Raul reached her fluffy tail. Flare gasped when she felt his mighty paws stroke the base of her tail, the Weregarurumon obviously experienced in pleasuring a girl. Quivers of anticipation ran up the girl’s spine while her tongue lunged forward, her licking becoming more erratic from having that sensitive area worked by wolf’s magic fingers. Pumping vigorously, their hearts were bursting with eagerness for each other. Finally giving in to the moment, Raul moved his paws down to Flare’s cute little ass. Rather than push him away, a lusty smile grew on her lips while withdrawing her tongue. A strand of saliva kept their muzzle connected while the lupine fighter groped her buttocks, coaxing the scarlet vixen to squirm in bliss. “Oooh Raul, you beast!” she cried with delight, moving to his handsome face and giving his furry cheek a lick.
A devilish grin crossed over the ultimate’s muzzle while he went over to the vixen’s own cheek and left a sloppy kiss on the soft surface. It didn’t end there however. Raul decided to let Flare relax while he did all the work, beginning a trail of licks and kisses from her silky smooth cheek. Flare blushed with delight when she felt the eager wolf’s mouth taste her body, the magical mouth and tongue drifting further down to her neck. Naughty ideas went through the fox woman’s head as she used her swift paws to loosen her ninja robes, the black fabric slipping from her shoulders. The horny lobo’s eyes widened with astonishment, seeing the garment slip to Flare’s waist to reveal her C-cup breasts being held back by a mere white brassiere. Raul could now see that unlike most of the scarlet vixen’s body, her supple chest and belly were covered in black fur, dark and flawless like the night skies outside. Ravenous hunger to taste her flesh filled the lobo’s mind while his mouth went further south, attending to the flesh and fur just above the cotton underwear. The ninja girl’s heart pounded quicker with a stronger tempo, trembling in satisfaction when she felt Raul work his powerful paws behind her back to unclasp the bra.
A ruffle went through the air before that piece of obstructing cloth hit the floor. The pink blush hidden by Flare’s red coat grew brighter once her breasts spilled out, relatively firm and perky, just the way she and obviously Raul liked them. With a lick of his furry lips, he went straight for the right knocker, suckling the soft mound of flesh. Light gasps left the rookie’s muzzle whilst her nipples hardened from the contact, her right ravaged by hot wolf tongue and the left now being pinched by his mighty paw. The dragon wings that had been magically folded in by Flare now spread from all this attention, instincts and natural libido fogging her mind. Her fluffy tail wagged with greater enthusiasm from the foreplay, small grunts let out time to time by Flare when Raul switched back and forth from what breast he was sucking. Indeed, Flare felt wonderful having her supple rack getting such passionate treatment, the vixen’s dirty pillows not getting any attention in a while.
While she had given a few blowjobs in desperate times for quick cash, Flare always saved the rest of her body for real relationships, something her travels did not allow her to have often. Having Raul giving her such passionate treatment made her feel at ease, the lobo still making his path of sloppy kisses by traveling down her belly. Shivers crept through the vixen’s skin, her hot flesh excited with Raul drawing closer to the bellybutton. Giggles soon followed once Raul started exploring that navel, the digital lobo’s tongue ticking and teasing her body. Amidst her provoked chortling, Raul slipped her ninja robe clean off, leaving the alluring vixen in only her panties. Flare’s laughter soon returned to lustful gasps when the Weregarurumon’s tongue advanced towards her waistline and that final piece of obstructing clothing. His nose picked up the faint scent of her heat just beyond the pair of cotton panties, already wet with her prejuices.
That devilish grin returned to Raul’s muzzle when he took the elastic of the white garment and threw it to the floor with rest of the fox ninja’s clothing. If it weren’t for Flare’s scarlet fur, her bright red blush would be seen a mile away, her body excited about what the wolf was going to do. She gently pushed the lobo fighter’s muzzle away while explaining, “Got to get into position first, my horny little wolf.”
A seductive smirk remained on Flare’s face while she backed up further on to the bed, lying down before spreading her body across the bedspread, wings and fluffy tail included. However, Raul’s attention was all spent on that juicy spot between her shapely thighs, becoming more apparent once the vixen straddled her legs. The wolf’s eyes became like gold saucers, fixated on that enthralling snatch and the lovely scent it was spewing from within. With a lick of her lips, Flare asked, “Well, what are you waiting for, don’t you want to eat your treat, hmmm Raul?”
“Oh you know I want it.” replied the lupine digimon before slowly creeping his maw forward, making her way for her nether regions that were begging for attention.
The thick scent of sex and musk filled the wolf’s senses once he drew in closer, his eyes fixated on her pink folds just beyond that thin layer of fur. Flare’s body quivered when she felt Raul’s hot breath pressing against her folds, the moist lower lips eager to feel his muscle. Finally, with only a few centimeters separating her hot pussy and his looming mouth, Raul let his large canine tongue loose and flicked the pink snake across her slit. A loud gasp left Flare’s muzzle every time the Weregarurumon’s muscle grazed her sex, sending waves of pleasure through her swollen cunt. Prejuices started to flow from her warm canal, the flavor of lemon gracing the lupine tongue. Back and forth went that rough pink snake, stroking Flare’s vulva long and hard. The friction and sensations that followed were beginning to overwhelm the scarlet vixen’s lusty mind once she cried, “Oh gods, eat me, oooh I want you so bad!”
Hearing her shout for more, Raul let his tongue get more adventurous. The pink muscle made its way to the center of her outer folds and poke against the vaginal lips. A delighted moan escaped Flare’s muzzle when she felt her snatch being spread apart by the invading tongue. Masturbation was nothing compared to the feel of hot tongue against her slick insides once more. Her tight folds wrapped about the rough muscle, encompassing the huge snake with hot and juicy walls whilst it traveled further in. The friction was indescribable, the horny vixen whining for more of those sensations causing her to blush and sweat. “Yeah Raul, make me scream, make me cum!”
More precum greeted the lupine tongue along it journey down Flare’s hotbox, coating his tongue in that tangy lemon flavor while his tongue inhaled a fresh dose of that addictive scent. Indeed, his body was starting to succumb to the musky air, his dark blue pants tented with his member reaching its full length. (“Damn, the way she keeps moaning like that, she really knows how to turn a guy on.”) he thought while slurping against the sides of her love canal.
Flare’s heart raced faster with every second, relishing the feel of having her sex filled to the brim with thick wolf tongue, grazing every nerve inside her hot pussy. Truly she was drowning in sweet satisfaction, moaning her gratitude to Raul and that magical tongue that was now hilted in her juicy vagina. Loud groans and cries of satisfaction left her lips when she felt her walls being lapped at so deep. Still even that could not compare to when the ultimate teased and caressed her G-spot, exciting her body tenfold and coaxing out more of that moistness. Pure jolts of pleasure circulated through vixen with each lap of those sensitive nerve endings, her body growing closer to that sexual peak. “Ahhh, ahhh, oooh make me cum, gods what a tongue!”
Ready to deal the finishing blow, a sly glint was reflected in Raul’s eyes while his paws moved to be more useful. As he munched Flare’s carpet full force, his left paw went to just above where his muzzle was buried, aimed for her clit while the right went for her supple cleavage. Quick to make another move on the squirming female, the wolf man groped her dirty pillows, working her chest while his other set of furry digits rubbed the vixen’s love button. A lustful fire began to burn in Flare’s bowels, an inferno pumping through her heart and blood when she felt her entire being drown in pleasure and carnal delight. Instincts arouse in the sexy vixen, her hips bucking against the werewolf muzzle whilst her vaginal walls squeezed Raul’s canine tongue tighter. Finally, with one more thrust towards his great maw, Flare cried, “Yes, yes, ahhh I’m cumming!”
Her walls rippled until finally a blast of girlcum gushed out of her honey hole, drenching the wolf’s face in her essence. Raul’s tongue was met by a fresh wave of that intoxicating taste of sweet lemon, the ultimate greedily slurping all the nectar he could. Meanwhile, Flare panted in afterglow from the wonderful oral sex she had just experienced though upon seeing the Weregarurumon’s tented trousers, the scarlet vixen knew what the werewolf wanted. Once Raul finished cleaning her crotch and his face of that magnificent sugar, Flare got up on her knees after a bit of stumbling, giving the wolf a congratulatory lick on the lips and tasted her essence before declaring, “Mmmm, I forgot how good I tasted. So, ready for the main course, hmmm?”
“Well, only if you’re up for it, I know you’re tired.” the ultimate replied, considerate since he knew what the rookie had gone through fighting that malicious Lillymon.
A giggle was what Raul was answered with by the horny vixen before she turned her body so that he was looking at her moist folds and cute butt, her scent being waved in his direction by her swaying tail. Ready for another round of sexual fun, the horny Chaos Flare Renamon told the lupine fighter, “That’s sweet, but I know what you want. Now c’mon, get over here and fuck my brains out, I can take another run.”
Needing no more encouragement, the lobo went for his restraining clothes, struggling with pants and his blue boxers due to his raging hard on. However, after a few moments of struggling, the man meat was unleashed, a proud red rod of nine inches. The great wolf crawled on all fours while his heart pumped vigorously, the vixen ready to be taken doggie or in this case Garurumon style. Flare folded her furry wings in once she felt the Weregarurumon mighty arms and paws wrap around her body, the ultimate getting into position with his impressive endowment. She melted under the feel of his muscles and warm fur atop her body while Raul slowly moved his hips forward, his red cock nearly to its target. The scarlet vixen gasped when she felt his stiff rod rub up against her pussy lips, prodding at her rosy folds. (“And I thought I was a tease.”) thought Flare while her body lusted for the lobo to enter.
Back and forth that wolf shaft stroked her slit, precum dribbling out of the pointed head. Finally however, Raul slowly thrusted his way into Flare’s heat, spreading apart her hot folds that tightly wrapped about his dick. Both let out a grunt of delight, the contact of their privates a true bliss. The digital wolf couldn’t believe how wonderful the rookie’s hotbox felt, the slick tightness making his tender flesh cry out in joy. Inch by inch his thick meatstick pushed its way into Flare’s honey hole, the scarlet vixen moaning in satisfaction. “Ahhh that’s so good, keep going wolf boy!”
Indeed, the feeling of being filled with wolf cock left the horny fox in rapture. Raul grunted when Flare’s walls continued to pull at and tighten around his member, his paws gripping at the bed below. Rosy walls and bright red phallus grinded together in magnificent friction with each inch, both lovers falling prey to the troughs of rhapsody. Groans and cries of gratification echoed throughout the room, lobo and vixen absorbed by their animal instincts. Finally, after another push forward, Raul managed to get the rest of his canine penis inside of Flare’s vagina. A sense of completeness flowed through the rookie when she felt how stretched her canal was from the hilted manhood. “Gods, you’re so big. Oooh Raul, I’m a bitch in heat, I want you to fuck me so bad.”
“Well I never say no to a lady in need.” chuckled the randy Weregarurumon while savoring the feel of having his entire length encompassed by warm fox cunt.
After a few moments however, the lobo fighter began to pull his hot meat out, the organ slick with her prejuices and his own precum. Flare gasped when she felt her bowels empty until the thick rod was only half way in again. Her walls pulled vigorously at the red boner, squeezing to keep to the precious organ in. “Damn, you’re so tight.” declared Raul with a pant, more blood starting to enter his canine cock.
Instinct and lust continued to fog their bodies much like the thick scent of sex and sweat in the air. The warm glow of the candles and the soft silver of the moonlight continued to illuminate their act, the ultimate digimon now impaling that sweet fox pussy again. Expression of desire and satisfaction could be seen on their muzzle, Raul wishing to pound that cute ass and twat while Flare lusted for that huge dick to rub her G-spot all night long. Things were getting hotter and more primal by the second once Raul started thrusting slowly in and out of her juicy cunt, the wet sounds of pumping meat mixing with their moans of carnal pleasure. Both were gripping the sheets below fiercely, neither wanting the fucking to end. Raul used every ounce of restraint to keep his humping slow in order to draw out those magnificent sensations they shared. However, the slick prejuices and her clinching walls were starting to take their toll on his inhibitions, his bucks forward gaining momentum. Flare on the other hand had been waiting for this, her beastly needs driving her wild, crying amidst her moans, “Yesss, oooh please Raul, take me like an animal!”
All she received was a growl from the ultimate before the lobo’s thrusting picked up a good deal of speed, pounding her womanhood like a jackhammer. Any restraint the two digimon had before was thrown out the window, the Weregarurumon and Chaos Flare Renamon making love at full force. Flare clinched her vulpine fangs each time that thick cock push back, reveling in the feel of having her G-spot brushed with such rough thrusts. Raul in the meantime left his instincts in control, letting his organ do the thinking, that great rod burying itself again and again in the vixen’s hot folds. Truly they were caught in the purest form of love and desire, screwing with every ounce of strength while the night grew older. Blazing infernos burned in their bodies, their lovemaking reaching its peak. Louder cries of ecstasy came from Flare’s mouth, Raul diving deeper and deeper into her wet bowels, such satisfaction overwhelming the scarlet vixen. At the same time, Raul felt his entire being flood and drown in that euphoria of flesh, more blood filling his red phallus to form his knot. With his unbeatable endurance and extra thickness now present, the lusty fox felt her heart race. Finally unable to take anymore of the intense pleasure, Flare moaned, “Gahhh, I’m gonna cummm!”
Vaginal wall rippling, the vulpine rookie’s bowels tightened around the magnificent dick before climaxing, coating the wolf’s meat in her sweet honey. That additional tightness and coat of slickness was just what Raul needed when he made one last pump into the furry woman, howling with delight once his red cock exploded in orgasm. String after string of hot white cum left his canine wang, wolf and fox essence blending together without a drop leaving thanks to Raul’s knot, that bulge of flesh keeping those juices sealed. Sweat drenched their fur when they feel to the bed in exhaustion, Raul atop Flare on those soft blue sheets. Being sandwiched between the ultimate’s furry muscles and the comfortable mattress made Flare feel at ease whilst she panted, letting her body relax to that golden afterglow. Soon after though, she drifted to a peaceful slumber, the day’s events of traveling, the fighting Lillymon, and then the mind numbing intercourse overcame the vixen. Tranquil breathing was all Raul heard when he looked down to the lovely vixen he had slept with. (“She’s cute when she sleeps.”) noted the Weregarurumon while his amber eyes looked down to the blissful expression on her face.
However, his body was starting to shut down as well, the late hour and his drained body leading him to sleep once his eyes closed. As the thick scent of sex lingered in the air, the two furry digimon shared in an aura of warmth, both able to dream in sweet serenity. Though there was still a long road ahead and many challenges to face, for now the two could rest easy with the other, new love born.
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The next morning came rather abruptly for the two bedmates, only before hearing a loud knocking from the door. Through the window, a bright ray of sunlight poked through, forcing the two to close their eyes in slight blindness before adjusting to the new day. Raul quickly slipped out of Flare, his limp dick rubbing against her drenched walls in the process. The scarlet vixen let out a small gasp before she felt the entire manhood leave her body, allowing her to move freely once more. Their groggy bodies yawned and tried to ready themselves for the early morning before Wren’s voice broke through the silence of that stale room. “Hey you two, get up! I said we’d be leaving early!”
Both groaned with disapproval of such an early started, Raul asking lazily, “How does he have so much energy?”
“Well let’s just say when Wren and my sister in law do it, her magic comes in handy.” replied Flare, bluntly declaring what she figured the married foxes next door had been doing.
“Oh, got ya,” yawned Raul before he took in the sight of a naked Flare right in front of him. “Wow, you look really good in the sunlight like that.”
The scarlet vixen countered with a pleased smirk before drawing in closer to the white wolf man. “Not so bad yourself.”
Raul matched her expression with his own delighted smile when he looked into her blue sapphires, those expressive eyes that drew him in. Both leaned in closer, both furry digimon still naked when they entered another kiss. Though both were tired, the same energy still went behind that lip lock, both eager to taste the other. Saliva was swapped once more with their muzzles doing the tango, caught in a passionate union. However, romance would have to wait for Wren seemed adamant in his wish to leave, yelling from outside the door, “If you two don’t come out here, I’m coming in.”
Not wanting to experience the sheer embarrassment of having brother see her and her new lover in the buff, Flare quickly pulled away and whispered in Raul’s ear, “Don’t worry, we’ll get back to this later.”
After giving the wolf a cute wink, Flare promptly cleaned her crotch of some of the leftover juices from last night, swallowing the mixture of salty lupine spunk and vixen honey. The flavor was delightful to the vixen, unique to say the least while Raul watched, loving the way she would swirl her paw around her crotch and eat that mix of essence. Soon after the fast clean up job, Flare went for the pile of clothes on the ground, retrieving her silky black robe along with her cotton white underwear. “Coming brother!” the ninja girl hollered back to Wren while dressing back into her normal attire.
A
dejected groan left Raul’s maw, but he knew it would have to wait. Still, just being around Flare gave the
lupine fighter a scene of happiness while he went to rid his limp cock of
cum. The flavor decent was enough for
the ultimate though his salty taste was a bit of a turnoff. Finding his clothes rather quickly, the Weregarurumon
put on his boxers and dark blue jeans.
Mostly redressed, the two went over to their packs from last night, the
adventurers preparing for another day in the digital world. Both rapidly redressed and equipped
themselves, shoulder armor and digizoidium knuckles for Raul and twin
Outside they were met once again with Wren and Clara, both looking wide awake and ready to take on anything. Clara chuckled at little at the ragged digimon, the scarlet vixen and albino wolf both looking ready to fall over. “So I take it you two had a fun night.”
Smirking with her knowledge, the dark sorceress listened while Flare huffed, “Like you and Wren weren’t doing the same thing.”
“Fair enough.” retorted the black kitsune with the silver hair, the woman having no problem hearing that.
However, Wren was a bit peeved though not surprised at hearing this, knowing that her sister was a little loose. He shot a scowl over at Raul before Clara whispered to the ebony swordsman, “Don’t worry about it, remember you can’t keep babying her, she can make her own choices.”
The words were laced with her magic so that not even the fox ninja’s enhanced hearing could pick up the words. Wren huffed a little but let the matter die once he said, “Fine, let’s get going, I got a chance to look at the map last night and we’ve got some ways to go for the sacred mountains. Everyone ready?”
The other three nodded their heads in approval, ready to go since they had gotten some supplies last night after their meal. Grateful for their deeds, the Hawkmon innkeeper gave them enough to last a few weeks until they reach another town. However, not all was well when they heard a shrill scream resonate from the lobby downstairs, the four digimon travelers promptly running to the source.
Down on the floor, writhing in pain was the poor owner of the tavern, Hawkmon, with his auburn plumage quite ruffled. Completely fearful of the invaders, several of the other staff members hid in the corners and behind the polished desk. Indeed, mere rookies like the pink canary Biyomon or Hawkmon simply couldn’t stand up to the digimon in the center of the room. In the focus of the sun drenched room stood an assortment of lizard warriors, many fierce and with a malicious glint in their eyes. Upon further inspection Wren recognized a face in the group, that Wargreymon from yesterday, some bandages under his set of repaired armor. Also in the group were trio of Flamedramon, blue dragons of fire outfitted in flame patterned armor that could match up with any champion. Finishing the group of dragon warriors were the Veedramon, blue and white scaled dragons with sharp horns and claws along with a V marked across their chests. Wren chuckled when he saw the opponents waiting for him while drawing his Masamune, looking at Wargreymon in particular, “I was hoping he’d want a rematch.”
“Then
what are we waiting for, let’s teach ‘em a lesson.” added Flare, grabbing her
twin
Stepping forward, Raul tightened his fists and digizoidium knuckles, eager for another fight. “Sure, a good scrap should wake me up.”
“I suppose it will be a decent warm up before we leave this town.” declared Clara while nodding in agreement.
Ready to fight, the three foxes teleported with Raul close behind, ready to meet the group of dragons. Just before they materialized, the red haired mega chortled at the sight of the injured hawk, remembering what had happened yesterday. “Guh, huh, huh, not so tough without that stupid fox, ya!”
“Now who are you calling stupid?” asked Wren once he appeared in front of the fellow mega, his blade aimed for the great dragon man.
Wargreymon gasped at the sight of the powerful swordsman, sputtering, “Wha, what, you’re still here, huh?”
“Yeah, but you and your friends won’t be in a sec, En Garde!” shouted Wren, he and his companions starting the battle against the crowd of dragons.
“Guh, yeah, that’s what you think, boys get those other guys, I’ll get the wise guy, ya!”
Agreeing with their powerful, though rather ignorant leader, the Flamedramon and Veedramon rushed for the lupine fighter, the most powerful looking of the group. “Ha, you guys should have taken up basket weaving, GARURU KICK!”
With a lunge of furious speed, the mighty Weregarurumon made a devastating blow against one of the Veedramon, promptly deleting his body before absorbing his data. However, he did not anticipate being surrounded, the number of dragons threatening when the Flamedramon used Fire Rocket attacks alongside the Veedramon’s V-Nova Blasts. Quickly the wolf man leapt into the air, dodging the first round of energy blasts though the dragons were not through. Another barrage of attacks were about to launch towards the wolf until Flare jumped high above the dragons and yelled, “Think fast, FLARE STORM!”
Summoning the mystic qualities of her kitsune blood, Flare attacked with a wave of fireballs, the flames slightly singeing the leathery hides of the blue reptiles. Their attention turned towards the scarlet vixen, the group started to charge forward with great speed. “Eeep!” cried Flare before flying out of the way with her furry wings.
Dodging the champion and armor level digimon, Flare swiftly moved out of the way while Clara moved into position. The dark vixen’s red eyes stared at her opponents, glaring into their souls. All of the grunts shivered at this piercing look but continued to attack, aiming for the mage who was aiming her staff in return. With a chuckle, Clara declared, “Your first mistake was challenging me, NEGRA MAGIC!”
Calling forth a spell from her enchanted staff, the jewels on the head twinkled and glowed before the entire group of dragons was finally dragged to the ground. Angry with their restriction, the Veedramon and Flamedramon growled while crawling, still able to move since the magic was only rookie leveled. However, now that they were slowed down, they were easy prey for Raul. His blood red claws were the last thing the reptilian minions saw before being deleted once the lobo cried, “WOLF CLAW!”
Doomed to data once more, the sliced dragons were aptly absorbed by the three before they turned to the remaining dragon. Wargreymon and Wren were locked in the heat of battle, the Dramon Destroyers and Masamune dead even. They began to approach before Wren groaned, “No, I’ll fight him alone this time.”
Upon hearing this, a dull laughter came out of the helmeted snout of the dragon man. “Guh, huh, you can’t beat me alone, I’m bigger than you, ya!”
“That’s what you think!” answered the ebony swordsman before using a burst of strength to push the fellow mega back.
Wargreymon stumbled back a few steps before being grabbed by the fox warrior, the powerful kitsune throwing him by the arm. “Let’s take this outside!” shouted the black reynard while launching the hefty body of Wargreymon threw the wall and outside.
Ironically enough it was the same wall the redhead had destroyed before, the armored dragon plowing through the thick wood and plummeting to the stone roads outside. Hawkmon, who had been injured but still watching the fight, fainted upon seeing his beautiful wall wrecked again. Clara sighed once she realized, “It seems like I’m always cleaning up his messes.”
Still her eyes never lost sight of Wren, the swordsman walking through the gaping hole to see Wargreymon lying in the street. Passerby shrieked and ran away in fear of the fight between two megas. As the sun rose to ten o’ clock, a warm summer breeze blew past with both warriors staring each other down, the orange dragon quick to recover and get up from being tossed. Daylight shone brilliantly against their armor, Chaos Flame Renamon and Wargreymon both clinching their weapons for another round. Rather than show some patience however, Wargreymon dove right into battle, brandishing his mighty digizoidium claws while shouting, “DRAMON DESTROYER!”
With those razor sharp hooks flailing, Wren had to think fast, barely rolling out of the way of the oncoming attack. Wargreymon swiped thin air, but that would deter his ambitions to delete the fox. However, he did not anticipate just how fast the opposing mega could be, Wren able to prepare for another attack in no time. His paws gripped the Masamune tightly when he lunged for the red haired dragon, making a swift attack with, “GRAND CROSS!”
Not a second was wasted when Wren cut through Wargreymon carving an X into his armor, though his slash had managed to cut his arm this time around. Crimson blood trickled down the orange scale of the dragon’s left arm, making him howl in pain. His green eyes seem to glow with fury when he saw the cause of his agony, the ebony fox. “Guh, I’ll delete you for that! BRAVE TORNADO!”
Without the aid of Clara’s magic, the digimon tornado approached Wren at full force. The ebony reynard gritted his teeth before teleporting out of the way, watching from behind while Wargreymon collided into a produce stand. The sounds of fruit being squashed and vegetables being ripped filled the air before Wargreymon turned around. Anger was still reflected in his eyes while a tomato slid off of his helmet. Had the situation not been so serious Wren would have laughed, but he knew this was going to be a tough fight. (“Got to find some way to finish this guy, I can’t call on the spirits again for Shockwave Yoko Giri, they’ll grow too restless if I call them up every day. Maybe…”)
“Duh, ha, I’ll finish you this time, TERRA FORCE!” cried Wargreymon before a great sphere of orange energy formed in his palms, hurled towards the mega fox.
“LUNERWIND DESTROYER!” Wren wasn’t sure how to defeat the dragon man yet, but he had to block his attack. Drawing forth his own magic, the black furred swordsman fired his own blob of energy to cancel the Terra Force out.
Both masses of power fought for dominance, neither gaining an upper hand before they finally formed an explosion from pressure. Clara and the other backed into the inn while outside stone and wood alike were destroyed. Small fires burned while in the center of the street, a large crater had formed, each of the mega warriors on opposite sides of the impact. Both were scuffed and beaten by the explosion, each gasping for breath while trying to keep a good hold on their weapons. Wargreymon chuckled a little at the destruction before looking back at Wren. “Guh, done yet, ya!”
However, instead of showing weakness, a sly smirk remained on the reynard’s snout. “No, but you will be.”
Making good on his promise to finish the dragon, Wren leapt into battle again, preparing his sword for one final slice. Meanwhile, Wargreymon made a small laugh before making his own advance, twisting his body into another Brave Tornado. Truly it was the clash of titans, neither gaining an upper hand until the fox swordsman cried, “BURST ROCKET!”
Without a second notice, fire started to wrap around the kitsune’s body and his sword, the infernos making him and his sword into a living rocket of destruction. Closer and closer the two powers approached, surging fire versus digimon tornado, neither relenting. A loud sound of metal clashing resonated once they met, the two megas seeming to go right through the other. It was clear they had no strength left after that last round, both plummeting to the ground with no effort to save themselves. The others were quick to observe the exhausted warriors, Clara running up to her husband, while Flare and Raul cautiously observed Wargreymon.
The Weregarurumon’s eyes opened wide when he saw the great hole going right through the dragon’s chest. Indeed the Wargreymon was finished, his body breaking into orange data particles after he gasped, “Guh, defeated, me?”
From the distance, panting from the ground, Wren rose a shaky paw up to absorb his hard earned data. After the final clash in the skies, the Chaos Flame Renamon had managed to survive, though his digizoidium armor was scratched nearly everywhere and bleeding cuts could be seen on his vulpine face. However, seeing his movement, Clara sighed in relief while hugging her husband. Data quickly flowed in the black reynard, healing his wounds in addition to fixing his armor. He was still exhausted, but at least now as good as new when he looked to his wife and asked, “So did I get him?”
Hearing him speak filled the dark vixen with a sense of relief and yet she couldn’t help but hate what Wren had gotten himself into. She gave the fox a good wallop on the head before crying, “By the sovereign yes, but you almost got yourself killed! I refuse to be a widow at my age!”
“Glad to see your okay too.” answered Wren with a smirk before slowly getting on his feet with Clara’s help, who despite her anger still smiled at the fact he was safe.
Flare and Raul were quick to meet up and congratulate the victorious fox, happy that it had turned out for the better. There was one thing the Weregarurumon had to ask though after experiencing so many conflicts in such a short period of time. “So are your lives always this exciting?”
“Yup, and this was a slow day!”
Everyone laughed at Flare’s response, more so Wren and Clara who knew how right she was. Indeed, these four still had a long road ahead, hidden with dangers and villains abound. But for now they could walk away happy and victorious, knowing that had made this town a little safer. A quick repair spell from Clara later and the quartet was gone, leaving the street and inn as they had left it. Together they ventured down the streets, heading for the town exit, beginning another day of their trek to the sacred mountains of the sovereign.
The End