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By Illumanati Blackpaw.

Book One.

Chapter 1.

EARTH.

19th April 2309.

Perth

Western Australia.

City Airport.

The arctic foxtaur and the skunktaur moved along with the other immigrants, carrying the backpacks which contained their only remaining possessions. After spending what seemed to be an eternity in a queue, the young couple made their way to the customs desk, handing their ID cards and papers over to the young chakat, who greeted them both with a smile and a hug.

"Morning, ID cards and papers please." Shi replied.

The chakat looked over the two, and noticed the vixen taur was heavily pregnant, and shi raised her eyes in wonderment. "You're first?" shi asked, running the card with the skunktaurs picture on it, and smiled when the indicator went green, meaning that it was valid.

"Yes, we're going to have a child soon. I'm so excited." The fox taur replied, lightly rubbing the swollen belly, and yipped when she felt the life within her kick.

The chakat felt the empathic emotions coming from the unborn child and the mother, and felt the joy from the sire, who was standing, grinning and rubbing hys wife's back.

"How far along are you?" shi asked, running her ID card through the slot, and smiled when the green light lit up.

"6 months." She replied.

"That's great, my mate is expecting our second cub, but it'll be awhile yet before shi is born." the chakat replied, stamping the papers and handing them back.

"I'm happy for you two." She replied, placing the papers and ID card back in her purse.

"Thank you, I hope that he, she, shi or hy is a happy healthy baby."

"Thank you, and I hope that you're second is the same." YIP! She yelped, her partner looked down in concern. "Are you ok?" hy asked, arms around hir.

"Yes, yes, looks like junior here did a somersault." she gasped, rubbing her belly.

Both sire and the chakat giggled.

"May I?" shi asked the expecting mom to be.

"Sure, go ahead." Sylvia replied. The chakat, Morningdew, leaned down and placed hir hand on the swollen abdomen, and smile to hirself, feeling the strong life force inside.

"Yes, shi's going to grow up to be a healthy kit." Shi replied.

A gasp from the mother knew that shi had blundered, giving away the sex of a newborn, before its birth, was inexcusable. Some mother's preferred to wait, while chakats knew that they were going to be herms.

"I'm terribly sorry for spoiling the surprise like that." Shi began, only to be hugged by the vixen. "Not at all, I'm just grateful that we now know the gender, so we can plan hir future." Sylvia replied, tears streaming down her face.

Cherrypaw, her companion, also hugged the chakat, then said that they were pressed for time. Biding the chakat farewell, both parents made there way out of the Airport and waited for their ride.

"Do you know who we're waiting for?" Sylvia asked, sitting down on her hunches.

"Yes, a foxtaur named Blacktail, he's the one that organised our accommodations and my job as village counsellor." Hy replied, also sitting down next to hys mate, left arm around her shoulders.

Cherrypaw was a level 5 telepath, designated by the red paw print pattern on hys right chest. Sylvia was working in Russia as a climatologist, and they first met in a small town that was snowed in for 2 weeks, and it was there that they fell in love.

Shortly thereafter, they conceived a child, and when her job was over, hy decided to become denmates and move the Australia with her.

Her connections got hym a job in Australia, and the company paid for hys travel expenses. Now, hy have been given a chance of a new life, with a new family, in a new country. Cherrypaw was a creamy coloured skunktaur with green striped markings, going from head to hys tail, with creamy splotches on hys front leg and back. Hy's head was topped by an ice blue mane. Hy also has the brightest green eyes.

But the unique feature hy has, which gave hym hys name, were 4 strawberry coloured paws.

Sylvia was a beautiful arctic foxtaur, she had a lovely snow coloured fur, with ice blue streaks through it, but it was her eyes at captivated Cherrypaw's heart and made hym love her. Her eyes were golden.

They became companions, then latter, denmates when she became pregnant.

A sudden mechanical beep was heard from the maelstrom of PTVs leaving and arriving from the Airport parking bays and taxi lanes.

A silver PTV pulled up, and a young handsome foxtaur got out and waved to the couple.

He helped place the luggage in the boot, and opened the rear door for Sylvia, who gently got in and fasten her seatbelt.

True to his name, having a black tail instead of the usual white tipped and red colouring, Blacktail opened the passenger door for Cherrypaw, who made himself comfortable in the taur seat.

Getting in the drivers side, Blacktail entered the destination into the PTVs nav-computer and settled back in the seat, placing his seatbelt on.

"So, how was the flight?" he asked, looking at Cherrypaw.

"It was good, the food though was.. manageable." Hy replied, screwing up hys face.

Blacktail chuckled. "That's to be expected, you know, after a couple of hundred years of service, you would have thought that they would have improved the quality of food on the flights."

"Yeah. Although Sylvia didn't seem to mind, she wolfed down 4 helpings of the stuff." Hy said, with a grin.

Hys wife's response was her tongue poking out.

"What do you expect, she's feeding for 2 now." The foxtaur chuckled, looking back at the mom to be, who was blushing and giving him a smile.

"Yeah, so when you get knocked up, don't expect me to be sympathetic to your choice of food dear, ok?" she said, giving hym a lil poke in the sides.

Hy responded with his own poking tongue. And blew a kiss, which she caught and planted it on her belly. "You hear that daughter of ours, daddies being silly, I hope you aren't as silly as daddy here." She said to the unborn, who, as it appears, seem to be listening, as Sylvia yipped to another kick.

Blacktail smiled, remembering his own mate's pregnancy. She was a hunter, and when the day came of the birth, he was there with her, to welcome his first kit, a boy.

There was a huge celebration, as male kits were very rare in a female controlled monarch clan.

He had conceived 5 children through Obligation, 4 females and one boy.

The huntress, Christina, who he serviced and procure a son, asked him if he would like to be her denmate. He was more than overjoyed. He has a mate, a son and very happy job, as village liaison to the humans for supplies.

He had set up a suitable house for the new comers, something to fulfil their basic needs. Toilets, a nursery room for the new baby, bedroom was like all taur equip homes, a large mattress for the couple to sleep on. Shower and a bath.

"How long till you're due?" Blacktail asked.

"4 months, I guess." She replied, "who's my midwife and doctor?"

"The midwife is my own mother, and the doctor is a chakat named Sunset, shi's a mother as well. You'll get to meet them at dinner tonight. I hope you 2 are hungry?"

"Oh, yes we are." They both replied, as their stomaches rumbled in unison.

45 minutes later, the PTV pulled up in front a large cottage, with a veranda and railings. Sylvia and Cherrypaw gaped when their eyes caught sight of it.

The garden in front had flowers and what Cherrypaw could guess to be a vegetable patch. The windows were tinted, with shades, that were open. To one side of the house, he could make out the beginnings of a wine orchid.

Sylvia got out after the PTV had stopped and gazed in wonderment, not believing it to be real, that maybe they were in a lovely dream, one where they had to awoke from.

2 large oak trees stood on either side, like guardians protecting the cottage. Hanging off one the lower tree branches was a swing. Smile on the foxmorph's face was enough to make Blacktail grinned with pleasure. He had spent a lot of money and hard work getting the place ready. Although, the place did still belong to him, given to him in his granddads will after he died. Silly old fool had worked and built the home from scratch, building a wine cellar and vineyard with full irrigation built in.

After his death, the cottage was left unused, neglected, until just recently when Blacktail volunteered to help out the overseas visitors with accommodation.

"Well, what do you think?" he asked, beaming with pride.

"Oh, I just love it. Just adore it, can we see inside?" Sylvia replied, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Sure, just let me find the keys, they're on my keyring here some where." He replied, going through collection of silver and brass keys.

He then chose a large old copper key, the only one there, and made his way to the door. Inserting the key and turn it, he opened the door and announced. "Welcome to your new home, Mr and Mrs Blackpaw." He replied, stepping aside to let the new couple entered. Cherrypaw, gently and with great difficulty, picked hys mate up and carried her over the threshold, just like new wedding couples would and still do.

"Gnnnhh, you're putting on some weight my dear." Hy said, with a snicker, she poke her tongue out and gave hym a light kisslick on hys nose. "You were responsible for my condition, my love, just wait, 4 more months and I'll have my figure back." She said, giving hym a wink. As soon as they were inside, hy placed her on the floor and they both look around in wonder.

Too say that it was spacious was an understatement. The hall was wide enough for 4 taurs. The communal living area had 4 large mattresses and 2 sofas. A fireplace to one side, with chopped wood ready to one side. Coffee tables were on either side of the sofas. There was a mantle place above the fireplace. On it was 2 photos. One had a young kit and a male tod and vixen, the tod had the kit on his shoulders.

The second had an older tod and a young tod holding a large fish, a carp from what Sylvia could make out. They were apparently wet and covered in mud, with big goofy grins on their faces.

"Who's the photos of?" she asked, turning to Cherrypaw, who walked in, carrying both luggage's.

"Oh, the 2 holding the carp is me and my granddad, and the other one is me and my folks." He replied, smiling, taking the bags into the bedroom. "If you follow me, I'll show you where the bedroom is."

They followed him down another hall, pass 2 doors and ended up at the door at the end. Opening the door, he went inside. They followed.

The bedroom was furnished by a large mattress and a cloths cabinet. In one corner was a tall mirror. Placing the bags on the floor, he turned to his new tenants, smiling.

"Well? Do you like the room?" he asked.

Sylvia responded by hugging and kisslicking him on the face. "Ohh I just love it." She replied, ecstatically. Even Cherrypaw hugged him.

"Wanna see the kitchen?" he asked, disengaging from the hug.

"Sure, I would love too." She replied, her tail swishing back and forth, her smile was infectious, Cherrypaw left the room and lead them both down the hall and back into the communal room and through an arch doorway.

If the communal was spacious, the kitchen was gigantic in comparison.

It had 2 other doors leading from it, one lead outside into a patio while the other must lead downstairs to the cellar.

In the centre was a large dining table, made from carved pine, with etchings of a foxtaur hunter on each leg with a deer leaping away. The top had other etchings as well, depicting foxtaurs in all manner of poses and sexes, from kits to young adults to family etchings and older foxtaurs. Then the etchings were covered by a clear amber substance and was smoothed and polished to make the tables eating surface.

4 chairs were also made from pine, and etched with carvings of foxtaur style drawings. They were placed at each end of the table.

The kitchen table had a food replicator and stove. Next to it was a fridge/freezer. A sink was on the other side of the fridge. Opposite the fridge was a pantry, stocked with spices and other utensils and cooking stuff.

There was also a cabinet above the bench and a lower cabinet under the sink.

Silvia just stood and stared, mesmerized by the beautiful sight of the kitchen.

"Ohh that's just fantastic." She said, looking through the pantry and cabinets.

Cherrypaw look at the foxtaur and explained. "She's a whiz in the kitchen; she can create a dish to rival a 5 star restaurant. Eating with her is like; I better leave some room for desert." Hy said, turning to the closed door, hy asked, "What's through here?"

"Oh, that's the cellar. Wanna have a look?"

"Sure, dear, we're just going down stairs, will you be ok?" Cherrypaw asked.

"hmm hmm." She replied, not looking up from the task she had began. Arranging cooking ingredients and utensils on the bench. Then she grabbed stuff from the fridge.

"Ok, while she's occupied, let's check out the cellar."

Blacktail unlocked the cellar door and opened it, revealing concrete steps leading down to the musky darkness below. Hitting the switch, hy illuminated the darkness.

Going down was awkward, but both foxtaur and skunktaur managed, and they soon found themselves in a large room, the floor and walls were built from concrete slabs while the ceiling was steel sheeting. One other door was visible, leading, judging from the wind blowing in, to the outside. Concrete steps lead up too it. The doors opened outwards and they were on an angle.

3 rows of wine racks were set against the wall. Empty. And in one corner was a small fusion generator, powerful enough to run the cottage efficiently.

"Wow, this is awesome. So, why didn't he stock the cellar with wine?"

"Sadly, he died before the vineyards grew any grapes. And I inherited the place, but I was not in the position to look after the place, since I had other obligations and a job. So, it was left abandoned."

"Why didn't you sell it?" Cherrypaw asked, wiping some dust off one of the racks, only to sneeze when it tickled hys nose.

"I guess, to much happy memories, and it's a beautiful place to live. I was hoping to move a large family into one of these days, but never got around to it. Now, I'm lucky I didn't." hy said, giggling at Cherrypaw's sneezing attack.

"Yes, fortunate for us you didn't." hy smiled.

Meanwhile, Sylvia was mixing ingredients in a bowl, happily humming a tune.

She had turned the oven on, buttered a cooking try, and now was ready to add the dough mix to it.

Placing an even portion of small round dollops of dough on the tray then pressed them down with a fork to form uncooked biscuits. She placed the tray into the oven and closed the door. Then set the timer. Then she busied herself with the icing topping that she'll add when they're still hot.

When the timer went off, Sylvia opened the oven door and withdrew the hot cooked biscuits using the oven mitts. Then she spread the white icing on top of the biscuits. Once she was satisfied, she placed them in the fridge too cool.

Cherrypaw and Blacktail emerged from the cellar, chatting like they were old friends. Blacktail's nose winkled as he caught the aroma from the kitchen.

"Mmmmm what have you been cooking in here?" he asked, as his taste buds watered.

"Biscuits for tonight, after dinner, and No, you can't have any until then." She said, slapping his hand as he reached for the fridge door.

"Now, what else does this charming place have to offer?" she asked, wiping her hands on the apron she had on.

"Oh, pass the vineyard and down the hill away, is a pond. There are all sorts of wildlife there. Ducks, swans, squirrels, and, I heard that there may be a few kangaroos." He said, unlocking and opening the rear door.

The patio they found themselves on was furnished with a small table and deck chairs. The veranda was enclosed by a flyscreen, to prevent nasty creepy crawlies from bothering guests and hosts when enjoying the outside air.

Opening the veranda door, Blacktail led them through to the vineyard. The ground was soft and moist, as Blacktail had recently watered the vines. It felt wonderful beneath the Sylvia's feet. She moved her toes through the loose soil.

They soon reached the end of the vineyard, and walked down a path slopping through trees and brush, until they emerged into a clearing which revealed a pond, but it looked more like a small lake. A group of ducks swam and dove in the water. Quaking and splashing. Also swimming with them, were swans, black and white swans of various sizes.

Sylvia was at awe, just looking and pointing. "Oh wow, I have never seen anything like this before." She said, then she was startled to see Blacktail reach into his backpack that he had brought along, and handed her a loaf of bread.

"What do you want me to do with this?" she asked, puzzled. "Surely you don't want me to make Duck or Swan Sandwiches, do you?"

Blacktail just laughed, then shook his head. "No, no, nothing of the sort. Feed the birds some bread." He said, taking a slice, and breaking the bread into small pieces, then scattered them onto the ground in front of them.

There was a sudden splashing and commotion as a flurry of feathers made Sylvia jump and cry out in surprise as a stampede of webbed feet and wings headed for her.

Then the ducks and swans just stopped and started pecking the ground, eating the crumbs. Blacktail and Cherrypaw just cracked up with laughter at Sylvia's reaction.

"It's ok, they won't bite." Blacktail replied "Unless you're silly enough to put your hand too close to their beaks while holding the bread."

She stuck her tongue out, and then copied what he had done, breaking small beak size pieces and tossed them to the birds, giggling as they scurried and pecked at the ground. Then Blacktail stiffened, sniffed the air, and told them both to hush.

"What?" she whispered, looking around nervously.

Blacktail scanned the edge of the pond, and his gaze stopped. "Look, over there." He whispered, pointing to an animal that has emerged from the brush. A mammal emerged; it was biped, with a long tail, small arms ending in clawed hands. Its small ears twitched and flicked. It didn't walk out, instead it hopped. On it's belly was a pouch, and a small head emerged. Identical to the mother, the small baby also emerged and hoped a little.

"What are they?" Cherrypaw asked, mesmerized by the creatures.

"Kangaroos." Blacktail answered, keeping perfectly still.

"Can we pet them?" Sylvia asked, feeling a strange kind of bond, as she will be a mother soon.

The foxtaur shook his head, "I would strongly advise against it, at this point, she'll probably run off or attack. They have a nasty temper, and a strong tail and clawed feet."

"Oh, I see..." she replied. looking at the beautiful red and brown furred animal.

Just then, hir child kicked. And shi let out a yip. The kangaroo heard hir, looked up, then she and Joey bounded away, back into the bush.

Sylvia rubbed hir belly and watched the animals disappear, feeling disappointed at scaring them away.

Blacktail sadly shook his head, "Oh well, it's getting late, time to go. I have a dinner to prepare, I'll pick you both up at 7pm. Be ready, and dress nice."

"Ok, come on dear, let's unpack and get ready for the party, we don't wanna be late, do we?" Cherrypaw said, putting hys arms around Sylvia's waist and gave her a kiss on the cheeks.

"No dear, we certainly do not want to be late." And the 3 of them walked back to the cottage.

Blacktail drove back to his home, leaving the young couple to settle in to their new home. Cherrypaw unpacked the bags, placing the clothing in the cabinet. Then they chose what they were going to wear. Cherrypaw chose a crimson vest, which hy lay on the bed. Sylvia chose a flattering green halter top, Blue jacket and a white ribbon.

Cherrypaw placed a white rose pin, and attached it to the left button of hys jacket.

Then hym and hys mate undressed, held each other and started to kiss, then they both made their way to the shower. Once inside, Sylvia turned the water on and started washing her mate's fur, using the shampoo provided.

Cherrypaw murred and closed hys eyes, enjoying the feeling that hys mate gave hym, as she massaged hys back, flanks and tail, gently and lovingly washed the dirt and tiredness from hys muscles and fur. Then hy giggled when she started on hys head and ears, tickling his inner fur tuff of hys ear.

Then it was her turn to be washed, hy started on her back, and moved hys fingers and hands up and down her back and ended on her shoulders, she closed her eyes, relishing in the feelings hy was giving her. Her tail swished and wrapped around hys own tail. Her nipples started to get hard, which hy played with, kneading and pinching them. She started to get aroused, her vulva getting moist from hys lovely touching. She started panting then gave a disappointed sigh when hy stopped, and started softly and gently massaging her abdomen, rubbing up and down her swollen belly.

"You are so beautiful, my love." Hy said, giving the belly a soft kiss.

"Hey! What about me?" she said, giggling.

Smiling, he looked at her eyes, and gave her a long deep meaningful kiss. Afterwards, he said, "Yes, you are also very beautiful, and I bet our child will be more beautiful than hir mother." Then hy started washing her tail, running the soap through it, lathering it and washing the dirt from it as well.

Soon, she was panting heavy and her vagina started to get wetter, as hys hands caressed the base of her tail, which was the most sensitive part of her body, and hy knew this. What is hy trying to do, get her worked up before the party? She thought, as her legs spread wide, he gripped the shower railings for support, as hy moved hys left hand lower, and gently rubbed the clitoris.

"Ohh God!, Hunni, please, not now, later, I wanna do you as well.... But.... Later." She gasped, as her hunches started to buck from his assault on her privates.

"Promise?" hy said, slowly moving hys finger inside, just gently rubbing her g-spot, smiling when hy made her growl and yip with passion.

"Yes, yes, I promise my love, my sweet, lets hurry up and finish washing, so we can get ready for the party." She panted, letting out a groan as he rubbed hard on the g-spot, before removing hys digit from her wet, hot horny vagina.

Smiling and kissing her on the mouth one last time, hy washed her legs, going from the hindlegs to her fore legs, then her head of hair and ears.

Finally, Sylvia and Cherrypaw finished washing themselves, and they left the shower recess after turning the water off, and proceeded too dry themselves with towels and electronic fur dryers. Once they were dry, they got dressed, Cherrypaw put on hys vest while Sylvia put her halter top and jacket on, the tied the white ribbon in her hair, putting it up in a ponytail.

Then Cherrypaw waited outside while Sylvia got the cookies and placed them into a container, and sealed the plastic lid on it, then she retrieved her purse. Then she joined hym outside, after closing and locking the door.

Blacktail soon arrived, but he was not alone, in the front seat was a small human child, dark skin with an afro hairstyle, Sylvia judged him to be around 8 years old.

"A human!" she whispered, surprised. "Yes, maybe a friend of the family." Hy guessed, as she held hys arm.

The PTV pulled up and stopped, Blacktail and the small human child got out. Blacktail gave them both a hug, complimenting them on their clothing. Then he introduced the boy, who was nervously looking at the ground, hands behind his back, sliding one foot back and forth on the ground.

"Sylvia and Cherrypaw, I would like you both to meet my son, Stephan." He said, smiling.

"Son?" they both exclaimed, surprised.

"Well, adopted son, he was left on our doorstep 8 years ago, and we decided to take care of him. Actually, he is like a god-sent, he seems to know a lot about out customs, he's friendly, helpful and he seems to get on well with the rest of the village. He cub-sits for a lot of the families, and all he wants in return, are small payments, which he gives to us to save towards his college."

The boy just smiled, his cheeks glowing red, which the skunktaur recalls is a humans why of showing embarrassment.

"Why didn't you hand him over to the authorities?" Sylvia asked.

"We did, but when we discovered that the authorities would put him in an orphanage, which, from my investigation, had more delinquents than carers, we decided to adopt, and that was before we had our own kit."

"Was it difficult raising a human than a foxtaur?"

"Not really, for starters, he doesn't eat as much, he does pee and poo, and he does need nappies, which was weird at first, then his teething problems, which are like kits."

"What's he like around other kits?"

"He's adorable, loves cuddles and stroking furs, the kits love playing with him, although, we have had some complaints from other members of the village, but, considering my position, and that I adopted him, they have been quiet."

Just then, Stephan's nosed winkled as he smelled the cookies, and he slowly stepped forward, bowing politely, then spoke. "Evening Mrs Blackpaw, did you make those cookies yourself?"

Surprised at his politeness, she said "Yes I did, would you like one?"

"Yes please, thank you miss." He replied, reaching in and taking one of the cookies, which he took a bite from it, and his reaction delighted Sylvia when his eyes widen, and he made a funny purring noise.

"Ohh that is very good." He said, suddenly hugging her, and stroking her sides, his head was too one side, so he could hear the kit inside her belly.

Sylvia just smiled, and stroked his head of fur, looking down at the small child.

"Stephan, that's enough hugging, please, get into the PTV." Blacktail said.

"Yes dad." The boy replied, sitting in the passenger seat and waited.

"See what I mean about the hugging?" he replied, a smile on his face.

"Yes I do, he's very affectionate."

"Yes, I think he's like that, because he's afraid that we'll abandon him, like his parents did when he was an infant."

"Ohh that is so sad. Well, I hope to get to know him a bit more, what do you say hun?" Sylvia asked, looking at Cherrypaw.

"Yes, it'll be interesting to watch him grow into a man." Hy replied, helping his mate into the back seat. Then he settled down next to her, his arm around her waist. Blacktail got into the drivers seat and asked the occupants to belt up. Once done, he started the engine and drove away.

When they arrived at Blacktail's house, they were greeted by a young kit and his mother. When Blacktail emerged, the kit leaped up into his arms and hugged him, giving kisslicks on his face.

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Christina, my mate, and Summerbreeze, my son."

"Evening." Sylvia replied, easing out of the vehicle, escorted by her mate.

"Evening Sylvia and Cherrypaw, welcome to our home, please come in and make yourself comfortable. Stephan dear, please grab the extra large blanket for tonight, it's going too be chilly." The vixen replied.

"Yes momma." He said, dashing inside.

Sylvia and Cherrypaw followed her inside, with Blacktail bringing up the rear, cuddling his giggling kit son.

"Why the extra blanket? Surely our combine furs would be enough to keep us warm?"

"Yes they would, it's so that we can keep you warm and comfortable. There's going to be a huge storm tonight, and I wanna be sure that you're safe and sound."

"Well, thank you for your concern, but we'll be staying the night at our new home."

"I'm afraid that's going to be difficult." Blacktail commented, setting his son down in the play pen.

"Why's that?" she asked, a little worried.

"Well, when it rains, the visibility is so poor, you can't see 2 feet in front of you, add the fact that the little brook we passed over to get to your place, will be flooded and impassable. So, tonight, your going to sleep over with us."

"Oh, I see." She replied, glad to have friendly helpful neighbours.

Sylvia and her mate followed the family in doors.

To be continued....