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Thread: Caught Pick Pocketing

Marcus Frandel was quite enjoying his night out and away from his home and his pack. While he enjoyed the power and the status that he held among his kind, the wild freedom that he had there he also knew that taking the occasional break was an enjoyable thing, walking around humans as if he were one of them. He grinned wide at the thought as he brushed past a group of people moving the opposite direction down the street, any of the humans who looked at him would just see a rather tall and muscular man, very well dressed. Some of them if they were very observant might notice something about his eyes or the way that he moved that might key them into the fact that he was a bit different. Marcus was a werewolf, an Alpha in his pack which lived in their own village not far off from the city that he was now visiting. It wasn't just werewolves in his pack though, all manner of more then human beings lived there, Neko and Fox kind were both welcome as long as they understood that the Wolves were in charge, challenge them at your own risk and only challenge the Alpha if you are tired of breathing. The pack did quite well for themselves, individual talents they possessed because of what they were making them excellent hunters and mercenaries. Passing by a theater Marcus paused for a moment, on the front of it was a poster advertising a dance show unlike any other that could be seen nearby. The image on the poster made it quite clear just what kind of dancing would be seen, a scantily clad young lady in the garb of a gypsy... and Marcus was always in favor of such a diversion. After paying the price of entry Marcus took a seat near the front of the theater at one of the tables, around him several young woman in the same garb as the one on the poster moved around the patrons, taking orders for drinks and food while fending off the advances of some of the men who had clearly already been drinking. Marcus however was a little more patient, ordering himself a mug of ale and waiting for the show to begin. Even as some of the candles and torches were put out he was able to see perfectly, a animal grin spreading over his face as the curtain opened.
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For Marcus the dancers were quite entertaining, far from the best that he had ever seen but a wonderful little diversion that helped him pass time on his break from duties as an Alpha. Most in the pack never realized just how much work it took to be a proper Alpha, sure he could delegate duties to those beneath him and on some tasks, such as accounting, that he lacked a nack for he often did but in his mind if he could do it himself then he needed to as often as he could. Of course though the position had plenty of privaleges and perks it was hardly an easy one to maintain and this night was just what the doctor had ordered for him, plenty of alcohol that was poured for cheap and some elegant dancing with lovely young women to enjoy viewing. Of course his opinion of the dancer changed the moment she took the stage, other women there had bodies that were more developed, or stacked as some people called it but she moved with more grace and was leagues ahead of them in terms of beauty... that and her nature as something more then human caught his attention right away. As she danced on the stage he tossed quite a few coins up onto the stage, wanting to catch her attention, to draw her in to have some time with her... he had been to enough of these dance shows to know that you could get some personal attention from the dancers for enough coin, not normally his style but this one would be worth it. However with her dance over she moved through the crowd without really spending much time with any particular man, a word here or there, a few managed a touch of her body but that was all that was managed before she had moved on. When she moved passed him it was much the same, his hand on her thigh, a small smile from her before she gently put her hands on her chest to push away from him and moved on. He watched her carefully as she left, he intended to find a way to get ahold of her as soon as he was able to but for now perhaps patience would be required. He was just settling back into his seat to watch more dancer and have a drink when he smelled something strange, something missing. Marcus wasn't an idiot, he was aware that people in these cities tended to try to find ways to supplement their income often by stealing the coin purse of those with a decent amount of silver or gold on them and to help him be able to catch anyone who dared attempt to steal from him he kept a special herb in the purse, a scent that no human would ever detect and was quite easy for him to track... and right now instead of in his jacket it was fifteen feet behind him and too his left. That little fox, she was good because he had never felt her hand take it from him... but that didn't meant that she would get away with it. Right away he was on his feet, stalking towards the bar at the back where the little fox was sitting down and apparently resting. Not waiting for her to even acknowledge him. Not half bad. He whispered, his voice a low growl. However I will be wanting my money back.
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Weaving through the crowds the young fox greeted, touched and was kind if not even sweet to the patrons, but only for so long, not liking to be fondled and groped by men and women when walking by or even standing and talking, hating that some thought they could buy her like some whore when she would charge so much more for her flower if that were the case, most likely she could pay back the man she worked for and could start making an honest living. She gave a soft laugh at the thought knowing he might not let her go until she was old and no longer useful. She had not counted what she had gotten, but from the weight she could tell she did well for that night and only had a little while longer before she went back on again and earned coin the right way, or at least in her mind. Day had been quick and careful about picking the pockets and even cutting a few of the coin pouches off belts, even managing to get the coins of a rather handsome male that she had been told to try and get money from, a dog of some sort, but then again not too far off from her own kind, but being the slave dancer for the company until her debt was paid she did not know who the wolf was or the trouble she would get in for taking from him until it was too late. Using a black ribbon she tied her long hair back before she took another drink from her cup and looked around for more people as well as watched her boss point out people to the girls to take from. Behind her she could smell the male she had just taken from and felt her stomach clench at his words. Looking back at him she knew she had been busted and would be in deep trouble for this if she did not try to fix it. Lowering her voice she bit her lip a little before she spoke, Please do not tell the guards, I am just doing as I am told to gain my freedom. I will get you your money back right away, just please do not get the guards involved, She asked in a hushed and worried voice her lovely violet eyes watching him closely and hoping he would understand her situation, if her boss said for her to jump she would not question it for fear of punishment or not going on stage to earn more money toward her debt. Moving off of her seat she went over to the woman at the bar and whispered to her before she was quickly given the bag back and Dayra proceeded to put extra in, hoping he would accept it as an apology. Going back over to him she leaned close to slip it back so no one knew what was happening, but the worry in her eyes and body movement was clear to those who knew where to look and how to watch her. There is your money back and extra for your troubles. She said to him, her ears flattened against her hair while her tail swayed back and forth slowly, I hope you can understand my situation and I apologize for any trouble I have caused you tonight, but I should be off and getting ready for the next dance. She explained softly to him, her voice so sweet and gentle while she tried her best to not look nervous although the man in charge did not seem happy at what had happened, already knowing she had been caught and might have just upped her debt by giving money back.
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He watched her reactions carefully, wanting to see if she would be ready to run or try to talk her way out of it, possibly denying that she had anything to do with it at all. Seeing how someone would act when confronted in such a manner was always telling about them, especially when you weren't dealing with humans because a cornered animal tended to be the most dangerous kind. Marcus was a bit disappointed when she did beg, a bit of a half hearted beg instead of a true and deep breakdown and falling to her knees but that hardly mattered, she was getting his money back for him and apparently she had only taken it to try to get her freedom. As she slipped the money back to him he only nodded, his eyes scanning the room to see who watched her, clearly there was someone here who she didn't want to see her giving the money back, likely the man in charge. It only took a moment to see him, human, over weight and very clearly unhappy about what had just happened, sitting in a dark corner and being attended by a very attractive woman... a human had this much power over a fox, something no wolf would ever allow. Did this young woman have no pride? It isn't just the money. He grunted as she mentioned that she had to get back to a dance, his own pride had been stricken by her attempt to steal from him and it was made no better by her attempt to just return the money to him as if that would be all that was needed to appease his anger. But you and I can deal with that later on, you get back to your dancing and expect to see me later. No they weren't finished by a long shot, knowing that she was in debt to a human was bad enough and he would have likely taken steps to end it anyway but now she had made it personal... it wasn't just disgust that he felt but a great deal of anger that he was only able to keep from being obvious because of years of experience. Slowly getting to his feet he brushed past her, his hand brushing past and squeezing the inside of her thigh again as he did so, on his way to the back corner where he saw the man he took to be the one in charge, pushing past two guards and boldly taking a seat across from the large man, a warning growl given to the first one who tried to approach him clearly to get her to move. I will get straight to the point. He said, smiling in a manner that was reminiscent of a shark eyeing a seal that it hadn't quite gotten around to eating yet. I don't like you, infact you disgust me... but right now I am doing things the nicest way I possibly can instead of leaving and coming back with enough Wolves to make the remainder of your life as unpleasant as it will be short. The Fox, she will be coming with me tonight and if you agree to this right now you will get payment for whatever debt she owes you.
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Her excuses about not needing to be put on a leash put a small smirk on Marcus's lips. Normally should a member of his pack disobey him or even fail to obey him quickly enough it could lead to a very loud threat or even a a quick blow not to inflict pain but instead to remind them that he was the one in charge and that his authority was beyond questioning. For now he was holding his alpha instincts back, there would be plenty of time for him to teach her how to behave later on, he would be showing her what her place was and others would help her learn and accept her place otherwise her life could be very miserable very fast. She mentioned that she liked to dance and because of that she wouldn't run but if she pushed him to far he could always just run a short chain from her neck to the ground make dancing or even really standing up impossible. Yes your contract is now in my hands and you will serve it out under my watchful eye from now on. He said with a small chuckle as he drew himself up to his full height, dominating what little open space was available there and trying to imprint on her mind just how powerful and intimidating that he could be. My name is Marcus though that is unimportant, you will call me master... and any disobedience will be dealt with rather harshly. Now since we have that most important part out of the way I will say it again, I want you to get a leash... rope, leather, a short length of chain I don't care what you get but you will find one and you will do so quickly... I want to leave the city before the sun is down. His patience was being strained in more way then one, not only did he just want her to listen to him so that he could leave this city and get back to his own village but he wanted to grab her and use her for his pleasure. As Alpha he could have whatever he wanted, he usually showed discretion but he had wanted this one since he saw her dance and in his mind he owned his contract so he owned her... he could use her however he liked and if the urge struck him pass her off to others for a little while just for his amusement. Still he was holding back for now, no reason not to get her back to his village before he took the pleasure that he now had available to him, his own fox dancer who would exist only to amuse him however he liked... and he had so many ideas In his head, countless wonderful ideas that he would never run out of with this lovely young lady to inspire him. Now get to it little one, before I grow annoyed.
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He watched her closely as she moved to get the rope, seeing the subtle challenge in the stiff way she held herself, the anger from her posture. Oh she would need to learn a lesson before very long and if she was smart she would make sure that she paid attention to the lesson because if it didn't stick then he would need to teach her it repeatedly. That wasn't to terrible a thing though, most of the time he found correcting those who challenged him to be tedious but to teach her how to behave would no doubt be endlessly amusing and pleasurable for him. Oh I am sure there are a variety of different ways that you can repay your debt to me. He whispered, his voice low and hinting of the many things she likely suspected were on his mind already. And I am sure that you are already thinking of several of them... but you will soon find that everyone in the Pack must contribute to it, everyone does their part or else they don't eat. No he wouldn't let her starve, that would be a waste but if she wanted to eat a regular and decent meal then she would need to bring more then just her body. No doubt someone as lithe and flexible as her who could pick pockets so subtly would be able to find a way to bring in more money to the Pack, they did more then just provide mercenaries, she could work with others to steal from the large manors of those with a great deal of wealth and if she showed the inclination slit a few throats as people slept in order to help move things along politically. People who did such jobs for the Pack always got a cut of the take but instead her cut would go to him and her debt... but even at the rates for normal jobs it would take some time. Marcus allowed her to hold the rope out to him for a bit before he reached out to take it, never taking his eyes off hers and enjoying ever single second. You have to wear this as a leash because I want you to and to ensure that you won't try to run off... not so long ago you picked my pocket and now you expect me to trust you at your word that you won't run? TO him it seemed a rather simple thing to figure out, right now he couldn't trust her and he expected that a little bit of humiliation from being led around like this in public would be a decent start to making her behave herself. Now gather your things up, I won't delay any more because you have questions for me. With that he turned away from her, giving the leash a sharp tug before leaving the room and starting along to get to his villiage.
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She was lucky at that moment, lucky that no one in the pack was anywhere nearby to see her disrespect of him, right now he could afford to be patient and was willing to wait to punish her and show her first hand what the end result of her lack of respect would be. To challenge him before others would be weakening his position but alone it was just something that irked him, angered him and pushed his tolerance of her attitude. That was hardly the only way that she was lucky though, she was also lucky that he had the foresight to arrange for a carriage back to his village at this time of the day, otherwise she would have been half dragged behind him as he walked to the village and while the walk was easy enough for him he wondered how she would handle it being pulled along behind him as he didn't break his pace in the least. HE had nearly been pulled off balance when she pulled back against him, normally she wouldn't have been able to move him in the least, his body towering over hers and the very hard muscle that he cultivated in order to keep his position. However she had caught him off guard with the sudden movement and though he remained on his feet for a moment he stumbled back toward her before regaining his footing and glaring at her before continuing to pull her out toward the carriage, this time he was ready for any attempt to break away from him that she might make, not letting up the pressure at all and once he was inside the carriage he pulled her in behind him, making sure that she was sitting on his lap, his hands on her hips to keep her from actually getting away from him, the most she would be able to do was squirm around which he would enjoy greatly. I think I see the problem. He grunted into her ear as the carriage began rolling, the ride not the smoothest possible but they began to move quickly and to him the pace was really all that mattered, the cushions were rather comfortable and the curtains on the windows kept them nice and cool as well as affording them a great deal of privacy. A virgin at your age, and such a lovely one as well. As he spoke his fingers dug into her hips, slowly twisting further down. His voice grew deeper as he spoke, he allowed the very first stages of the change to come over him, facial hair growing thicker and his eyes turning a bright yellow color. You seem to misunderstand a few things though, if you run I will chase you down and I will catch you every time... and if you don't give me what I want whenever I want it then I will just take it from you. I honestly don't care if you are willing or not though I assure you that if you give yourself to me you will find a great deal more pleasure in the experience. He could practically smell it on her, the wasted potential, the knowledge that once she was in heat it would be oh so easy to just bend her to his will and have what he desired... the proximity of her body was driving him towards those desires rapidly and if she wouldn't behave then he would have her anway.
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Seeing the look in his eyes of anger she knew she had caught him off guard with the pull and was content with having given him a piece of her mind and hoped he choked on it. As she was dragged by the rope she hardly struggled, but seemed to have difficulty keeping up with him until he was in the carriage and forced her to sit in his lap. Yelling and struggling she attempted to get out of his lap, her hands dropping her basket on the floor while her hands went to try and protect her body although she knew he was stronger than her and she stood no chance of stopping him. I am a virgin because I chose to be and was allowed to give the only thing that was truly mine to who I wished, and have found no one I care for, or find worthy for such a gift of myself to be given. She recoiled as she stilled in his lap, knowing struggling might be just what he wanted and she did not want him to have reason for trying to take her in this carriage. When he began changing her body grew tense, her senses already much greater than any humans and the smell of the male she sat upon was wonderful, calming her in a strange way so she sat in his lap with little fight, her body tense, but no longer struggling. My virginity is not a problem, I only want one to have it and would prefer to have only one, the human girls and males did not understand my words, of mates and things you would understand and did not hold themselves highly or it as important as I see it being. She said softly, her tone calm, soft, and almost dreamily. But she shook her head a little to clear her mind and responded to his possibility of chasing her. I said I would not run, and I have not. And you may be able to take what you want, but to use me so coldly will not be the same as my cooperation and participation, I think you misunderstand me, I smelt what you were and instead of the humans taking from you which you would have had no interest in I did it instead, and gave the money back with the hope I could leave that place and do something for more than just that one greasy human man, you said it yourself I would have to work and earn things on my own, surly my skills could be of use around your pack. Teaching maybe? She asked while she reached for her shawl so she could wrap it around herself to warm her body, not wanting him to have any reason to fondle her, although she had little doubt he would keep his hands to himself since they were already on her hips. Once calmed and thinking clearly again she looked up at him curiously from over her shoulder, her head fitting just right under his chin, What is your home like, the land, your pack, the people there? And what do you do? Clearly you are built strong and proud, a warrior would not surprise me. Are there others of my kind there, foxes? She asked, the last making her sound a little hopeful since her family was dead, but maybe she had cousins or distant relatives somewhere. Truly the female had never lived in a pack before and was curious about it, and him.