Thread: United We Stand (Yenpointfive & Moon Struck Fox)

Khale had no trouble figuring out who Tawnywing was, though a couple of glances at her loincloth when he thought she wasn't looking suggested that he might be trying to piece together what her gender was. Gladly. It's easier to don with someone else's help so you get to play squire today. He told her before directing her. Khale had fullplate with him but he preferred a breastplate over chainmail. It was much easier to move in. There was also a helm that went with it. When he was fully dressed he picked up his shield and unsheathed his longsword to give them an idea of what they would be dealing with. House Corwin has their forges at the ready to produce armor and steel for your warriors. Khale said as he picked up a bone knife from a nearby weapon rack and proceeded to stab himself in the gut as hard as the armor would allow bending your arm that far inward in a breast plate isn't terribly simple. The knife hit the steel and splintered with little more than a small dent. Your fighting style looks too fluid for plate so we'll want to outfit you in chainmail. That means you're all getting used to wearing a lot of clothing. Chainmail does not feel the least bit pleasant against bare flesh and god's be praised I'll never have to find out what it feels like to get fur caught in it. He said as he watched the mock battle playing out in front of him. This was good. They were already dangerous, given the tools to deal with an army they'd be deadly. He watched Swiftpaw at work when Tawnywing pointed her out, giving an approving nod. She's quick. Speed like that and I'll bet she could fit a shortsword into an armpit or under a great helm. He mused, already trying to figure out how to make the furry fighting styles fit against human opponents. --- Frostpaw found it adorable how innocent Alyssa could be. And you and Sam are going to get ohh so much practice at it. She purred, neglecting to mention that that wasn't the hole she'd be thinking of. It'd be more fun to let Sam explain that to her, because judging by the looks he was giving her he knew exactly where she was going to knot the both of them when she was feeling wicked. The guards fled immediately when she shouted at them and her father nearly did too but what Alyssa had to say about Sam proved rather important. Besides, he'd never had his daughter speak to him this way before. In truth, he was actually quite proud of her conviction. Frostpaw bounced her on her lap slightly, biting her lip to keep quiet as Alyssa squeezed down around her cock. Even though she'd just cum her knot was still inflated. She was much too horny to get it out yet, eying the king with a grin. Would his life have been any easier among the nobles? Words would have stung as harshly as fists for a bastard. He'll have a better life with you I suspect... He spoke as if he wasn't quite sure. He was, afterall, watching a fox girl fuck his daughter. Frostpaw moaned softly into her ear when she began to squirm, though loud enough that her father could definitely hear it. He started to turn a bit when Frostpaw called out. Wait! She had begun to grind her hips against against Alyssa, her cock seeming to swell even larger as she got hornier. You are so tight when you're laying down the law... Do you want daddy to watch us finish? She purred into her mate's ear, though her eyes were on the king. Because I really want daddy to watch us finish.