Warning: Strong language and suggestive themes

Sebastian Dash glanced over his shoulder when he'd gotten that feeling of being watched, but saw no one but the people walking in and out of Seaside Town, less than fifty feet from him. Just nerves, Dash reassured himself, but he'd realized with the trouble brewing between himself and the Knob Goblins, not to mention the Penguin Mafia, paranoia would serve him well.

Dash quickly set about unleashing his horse, Españolola. "Ready to get home, aren'tchya?"

The horse neighed at Dash approvingly. Dash misunderstood.

"Sorry, no apples for you yet. Maybe when we get back to the campground."

Espo wasn't looking at Dash, but someone over his shoulder.

"You got lucky, Dash.." Vixen sighed.

Dash turned around to see Vixen standing where he'd just looked with a short jump! How had she snuck up on him like that? How'd he let her sneak up on him like that? She didn't look happy.

"Lucky to find some good apples? Sure am. How're you doing?" Dash asked with a smile.

"You know how I'm doing..." Vixen groaned.

Dash rolled his eyes. "Are you still upset about the mission? I told you, it was a competition! All in good clean fun, Vixie."

Vixen facepawed. "You threw a bloody sword at me, and got an easy victory! You wouldn't of even won if it wasn't for Riko! Cheater..."

"You're right," Dash admitted after thinking about it. He extended his hand. "You were clearly the better adventurer. Congratulations."

"You mean the better thief, but still lost." Vixen laughed.

Dash smiled. "Maybe you'll get the win the next mission. Come on, I'm heading back to camp, come with!"

"Alrightie, I'll come." Vixen grinned. "I will definitely win the next mission, next time I might just throw my walking stick at you!"

"Cute." Dash smiled in return. "Alright.. hop up, we'll get there faster on Españolola."

"Won't Cat be jealous?" Vixen teased.

Dash made a face. "Not unless you give her a reason to be. Get on," Dash said, lifting her up gently. "Get on."

"Fiine, I better not getting any cat scratches over this." Vixen stuck her tongue out.

"Such a baby," Dash teased as he hopped him behind her. "Let's ride!"

"Okey, hero," Vixen responded as they took off towards Dash's camp.

Not horribly longer, back at the campground, Catrina stood in the middle of the campground, stripped to her fur. She had wanted to go with Dash but knew that she needed to do this much more. Besides- she could always find him later.

She moved until she felt she could hold the attention of her body no longer- and then stopped, smiling as her final two handed thrust caused a sapling some distance away to quiver.

Oh.. wait.. that wasn't a sapling. Dash and Vixen had just found their way back to the camp. They were on foot already, with Dash's horse being allowed over to a nearby stream of his. Dash had his arm around Vixen's shoulder in a big brotherly manner. Catrina gasped at first with alarm at hitting Vixen- then growled as she saw Dash's arm around her. "Is this why you wanted to take separate missions?"

Dash looked puzzled. "So I could use her as a human shield? Er... sure, why not?"

Catrina placed her paws on her hips, looking daggers at Vixen. "uh huh...She probably shielded you from the ground, too."

Dash had seen that pissed off look before and decided maybe he didn't want to be around for this. "I'm gonna go take our supplies to the tent. Good with that, Vixen?"

"Alright, shoo!" Vixen agreed.

"I'm so happy you approve, honey." The problem was, even with all the anger she felt now her body still showed the arousal her exercises put her in. Dash was quickly out of sight, vanished into the tent.

"Umm.. you know that was a sign of friendship.. right?" Vixen asked.

Catrina smirked back. "Maybe- and maybe I know just how friendly you vixens are willing to be!"

Vixen sighed. "Well, at least I'm not walking around camp naked.."

"I'd hope so- since it's not your camp..." Catrina kept quiet on the fact that, technically, it wasn't hers, either.

"If I want to strip, you couldn't stop me." Vixen started to strip.

Catrina's jaw dropped, but she fought valiantly to hold onto her mad. "Sure- go ahead and strip, bitch. Save me having to rip them off of you."

Vixen took the last of her clothing off and put them in a neat pile. "Heh, not disappointed that you don't get to rip em off?"

She stopped, then shook her head. "Stop changing the subject, bitch! Were you as free with your clothing around my Dash?"

Vixen thought for a moment getting mad now. "Hmm nope, I don't think Dash has ever seen me naked.."

Catrina snorted, moving toward the vixen so that their breasts pressed into each other. "Yeah- like I said... I know how your kind works, bitch."

Vixen blushed at the contact, getting ready to beat the crap out of the feline. "At least I'm not insecure about my relationships.."

"So, you admit to being in a 'relationship!'" Catrina bared her fangs.

"I admit that I used to being in a relationship!" Vixen growled.

"What, he's not GOOD enough for you?" Catrina pushed harder into the vixen, bumping her back a bit.

Vixen got into a fighting stance. "You really are a stupid feline bitch..."

Catrina's paw flashed out and bitchslapped the vixen. "We'll see who's stupid, you skank whore!"

Vixen jumped back and pounced Catrina. "You bitch.."

Catrina fell back under the weight of the vixen's pounce and they fell together to the ground, biting and clawing at each other. Vixen bit at the feline's shoulder. Catrina grabbed her hair trying to pull her head back. Vixen clawed Catrinas bare fur to get her to let go. Catrina fought claw to claw with the vixen, her roars filling the camp. Dash watched from a distance, deciding not to get involved unless it got too bad.

Vixen growled loudly, biting, clawing and fighting. Catrina tried to roll the pair over so she wold be straddling Vixen and could start mauling the bitch good! Vixen resisted rolling over as much as she could, but got rolled over by Catrina. Catrina smacked Vixen's breasts around like pinatas her motions cursing their bodies to grind together. Vixen let out a painful moan and smacked Catrina right across the face. Catrina was knocked off by the blow but dove back on, sitting astride the vixen's bosom making it hard to breathe.

Dash glanced out from the tent and rolled his eyes, trying to decide if he should stop it or not.. Or at least try to. Alas, that's a decision for another part of our story...