Anastasia and I. A wolfen, and my personal unfoldment.

[tundrawolf]

I am starting a new thread, as things are beginning to shift, and change, and the old words, carry with them a darkness I do not want to bring into this new shift.

Plus, it had gathered many pages, the same as the first thread I started. Things are transitioning from darkness to light

This is a thread of the new Dawn, breaking light.

March of 2021, I received the first of several pivotal, canonical, waking visions, of a half wolf, half human, female- woman.

She was, over seven feet tall, and told me, her weight was five hundred forty three pounds (If I remember correctly.) of muscle, and she had no fur, but had bare, black skin.

Her metatarsals, are around eight inches wide, with powerful, thick tendons, she is a creature of power. My Alsatian dog, who weighed 75 LBS, had metatarsals 1.5 inches wide, for comparison of her size!

Her head is the size of a bears, but shaped like a wolf.

She remains, aside from the wolf woman I discovered living on the surface of this planet, the most beautiful woman I have laid spiritual (true) eyes on in this lifetime.

The second vision I had, after I calmed down after meeting the woman of my dreams (Essentially) was, I felt her heart, seeing her in another vision, in the early morning, her heart beat with the exact same resonance that mine did.

She completed me that morning.

I became what is known as a "Completed man"

My other half, is a wolf woman with a high libido.

I discovered:

She was part of an "Attack" on my soul, over twenty years ago, that is turning out to be good, and something necessary for my proper and joyous unfoldment, and in another life: I created her to be my mate.

(Except, I was shown, I gave her so much libido that any more and she would be a nymphomaniac, and they told me in the laboratory: "She would be incapable of bonding with you emotionally, because all she would think about is sex." This has tormented her, and made her angry with me, and angry wolf girls tend not to be good for your health, I heard once, the wrath of an angry woman is pretty harsh, give her fangs, and claws, and... We have since made-up. Our last interaction was loving, and positive. I apologized to her.)

I have multiple clones of myself, going into the center of this planet, and each is enduring, difficulties- but the difficulties, are necessary to get me to wake up, and work on myself.

After these visions, I embarked on a journey, of trying to find out more about, this attractive, beautiful wolf-woman.

That journey has brought me here.

My presence here, has opened my heart, and is bringing healing, thanks to the administrator, Paul, and others.

As I discover more of myself- I am empowered, and- I become more attractive to the already stunningly beautiful wolf women that are in my life. I feel humbled, by how pure, and beautiful they are. Not just the Wolfen, but the other peoples there, as well. All life.

Being here, has connected me with another wolf girl, one who lives on the surface of this planet and is part of a tribe of wolf people.

This particular wolf girl, was too, angry with me- as the man I used to be, was not a good man- he was vicious, cruel, violent, mean, petty, angry, hateful, demanding, and not a good match for a mate- I admit this openly.

He was doing the best he could, however, he needed a spanking.

The surface wolf girl, whom has her fur- and is snow white, and soft, alluring, attractive to no end, sexy-pink flesh, also shares a heart with me.

In fact, the moment of feeling the furless girls heart beat in my chest- was shared across multiple wolf girls.

So, my journey, after courting the hairless girl- I gave her a choice, to choose to disconnect from me and live her own life: she took it.

She is now, roaming the inner earth, eating what she can, jumping out of bushes and scaring humans for fun, and being the wild, beautiful, inner Earth wolf girl that she is.

It is hard to accept I cursed her with a big libido- though she is coping with it well, she simply ignores it at this point, but I remind her of it, so she has chosen to be on her own.

The white wolf girl, the one in the tribe, is a different story.

She is a warrior, and has been trained in her tribes military. She can swing swords so fast it makes a terrifying wooshing sound in the air, that I struggle to even pick up.

She is so intimidating, in fact, that while she is GORGEOUS, many males shy away from her, because she is so tough, though they are attracted to her sexy, muscular, fit body.

She only allows two males, both warriors, into her inner circle, and myself.

It was, hard at first to reach her.

She knows the man I used to be, and she is worried I will turn into that man again.

I have had to earn her trust- and I told her! Make me earn it, wolf girl! (She likes it when I call her, 'wolf girl'.) Make me prove my love for you! Test me!!!Try me, prove me, form me, and shape me! She has been a positive influence, that is teaching me all manner of things, about myself, about women: we share a heart, and she knows everything about me, including what I am doing right now: all I need do, is listen to my heart.

She told me today she is thirty-two, but her mother is six hundred years old. She said, her people can live twice that, and even up to fifteen hundred (human) years and be an "old wolf".

She has not had an easy life.

She likes humans.

However, humans have wounded her, multiple times- so I have had to gently, earn her trust.

I was so in love with her, that Paul cautioned me- being in love with her, is not the same as loving her.

I discovered precisely what that meant today.

Today may be our actual anniversary, as I did not write it down, I was drinking heavily at the time.

It is a journey.

I must accept the negatives about her, in order to gain the positives.

For example:

She ate one of my clones, and I felt every bite.

She reverted to her wolf side, inside of an ancient machine, designed to move consciousness. She was a little bit angry with me. And decided to nibble on me.

I do not fault her whatsoever, in fact, had she not of done that, I would not have been able to:

I felt my tissues, genetically attached to myself, being digested by her:

And the universe gave me options:

As the lawful owner of that body, and her, being the eater of it, they said I may:

Give her gas
Give her indigestion
Give her cancer
Give her life.

I IMMEDIATELY said, GIVE HER LIFE ***AND***- due to a near death experience where my entire being was soaked like a sponge in the source of the pure, living waters of love, I said GIVE HER LOVE FROM THE SOURCE AS WELL.

This decision, has spread across ALL canines.

I recently, acquired a puppy that was born after this event- and I resonated with that love I gave to canines!

There are two types of human-wolf hybrids:

The Wolfen:

Who will give you the shirt (they don't wear shirts unless living with humans, but you get it) off of their back if you are cold. They make FANTASTIC lovers, and mates, and are a blessing to the human race.

But, they WILL bite you if you piss them off. Being bit by a creature that can crush a human skull in their jaws as easily as we crunch dry noodles, is adverse for your health, generally.

The Wolven:

They will eat you alive if they have a chance to do it and get away with it. They are also spacefairing. They are feared across this galaxy, and in some ways, across the universe.

However, I maintain a positive relationship with them, and they are not all bad. Some, fight their breeding to become nonviolent, such as some Buddhists have adopted.

I am part of a religion they needed, to obtain forgiveness when they "sin".

It is good.

I love them.

I love all of Animalia: which encompasses even sapient feral animals, who are able to talk, and are fully human, but inside of the body of an "animal".

I am in part, an elemental wizard, who has access to, and can control, crystals.

Thanks to this forum, I am discovering empowerment. I am discovering myself. And the journey is good.

I am discovering, that adverse forces, what Paul calls the OS: is critically needed. Without it, we end up trapped in endless solar cycles, barely able to realize we have repeated the same timeline, ten trillion times. It is a terrible fate.

And, without it, adverse "evil" humans would not be taken to realms, via immortal clone, and given rehabilitation, where they learn to have a better relationship with life, and self.

It is good.

Without the darkness the light seems to be invalidated in time.

So, my relationship with Anastasia, the white furred wolf girl, has taken a very positive turn.

Today may even be our (actual) anniversary. I was too drunk at the time to properly document anything. I can only guess, based on forum posts, video logs, and etc.

She is the love of my life.

She is, the light, in my darkness.

For me, she is the epitome of beauty, grace, power, and attractiveness, from her soft, supple, foot pads, to the soft, hairs on the tips of her pointy ears: She is the woman of my dreams.

And, I am discovering more about her, every single day.

I am on a simultaneous path:

Discovering self, Self, healing, changing direction, and:

Pursuing the heart of my Beloved: Anastasia.

It is a blessed, beautiful journey, and the canines are accompanying me (in parallel) with it, as they, too, enjoy ascension into higher realms.

[tundrawolf]

Today has been fortuitous, and if I had to measure the positivity of all of the events that happened, I would say today, the 18th, is actually Anastasias and mine, actual anniversary.

As people know, "hooking up for sex" is hit and miss, I measured about 1,000 messages per every sexual encounter, and the person I was talking to, seemed really into it- then stopped talking at the last minute- which happens.

So, I asked Anastasia- to help their heart, to want to meet up.

She has contacts, like many of her kind- deep within the human race, and, I did indeed get laid.

I also mentioned in the other thread, I wounded my two dogs terribly on accident, but I did not have the money for a veterinarian, I estimate the damage to be 13-16K USD and only for the really badly injured dog.

However, when I was in combat life saving course for my unit, the medic stressed washing out wounds- but I raised my hand and told him, every time I do that- every single time- it gets infected.

Once when I was working on sheet metal I got cut to the tendon by it, and the metal was dirty, dusty, had paint on it, was old, and my finger was already greasy and dirty.

I immediately bandaged it, and not wanting to even look at it- I kept the bandage on it for two weeks.

After two weeks I forced myself to open it, and the wound was nearly healed- every particle of dust, dirt, grease, debris had been expelled out of the wound, and it was nearly closed.

Are we washing out our bodies amazing ability to heal itself, and extending the time it takes to heal?

Well, I had no way of taking her to a veterinarian, so I enlisted combat medicine- but my style- and aside from administering hydrogen peroxide twice, to wounds that began to smell like rotting flesh after the first few hours, and regular application of neosporin to a wound she could not reach, the wounds began to heal- it was a miracle. I tried covering one, but it seemed to make it even worse.

The dog would also lay in the sun, and I remember having very stinky clothes, and taking them into the sun- and the sun erased the scent on them after less than an hour if I remember right, so the sun has sterilization properties.

I allowed her to lick her wounds, as I conferred with a combat veteran friend, and he told me, every time his dog licked his wounds- they healed better- and that is when I remembered, I had a dog and when I got a wound, I asked him to, "Fix it", and he would lick the wound- and they NEVER got infected.

So- I went contrary to all advice, and just monitored the wounds.

I also have genetic memories of dogs in third world countries, getting horribly wounded, and running off into the forest to heal- then coming back fully healed, on their own, with zero medical intervention from humans.

It happens in nature all of the time.

Well, she kept licking her wounds, but the two most grievous ones, where I could see bone, and muscle, would look awful- and she kept licking them, which seemed to make them worse- and, she ended up clawing at the one she couldn't reach, opening it when it was trying to close.

So, last night, I noticed the wounds were wet, and not healing- they seemed to close and heal when they dried out- also contrary to medical "advice"- and she kept licking them, seemingly opening them- well, I decided I needed to put a cone on her and then apply the neosporin (That she would instantly lick off anyway.) manually-

So, this morning, rather than waiting for Amazon 2 day shipping for a cone, I decided she needed it IMMEDIATELY, as the wounds were not looking much better, according to my eyes (ZERO infection on any of them, by the way.)

So I made the decision to drive to Petco, to pick one up this morning.

That is when my lover started talking to me, so I made a beeline for their home, where I got laid (Approx. 2 hours.) and then ran to Petco. (I figured... She had been this way for, over a week, 2 hours won't hurt anything. Maybe a miracle will happen?)

So I got the collar, gentle gauze, bandages, and tape for her wounds, to prepare to care for them by hand.

Also, this morning, the badly wounded dog ended up acting so playful and cuddly it was annoying. Of course, I didn't want her rubbing her wounds on me, as I was afraid of her getting infected- though the truth is this place is so filthy, if she was going to get infected it would have happened the first day.

It was a radical change in her behavior.

So I left, and came back after a few hours- stopped at the grocery store for the bandages, and went home- praying the entire time.

When I got home, I began to prepare the collar- however, when I examined the dog- who was acting like a puppy again- not only had the worst wound sealed up, the second worst wound- had almost 80% self sealed up.

I haven't the slightest idea what changed- but she does not need the cone.

I don't regret buying it, and I will keep it- I bought a clear one, so sunlight could penetrate it and work it's antibiotic magic.

However, it turns out, nature has thwarted even my rough assumptions- and her body has healed itself.

I remember being in tears, feeling so helpless that I had wounded my dogs, feeling terrible guilt, and now- today- on the day of our anniversary, miracles have occurred, and many good things happened, as well as my own vibration, beginning to raise.

So, those are positive happenings.

Also, while checking out the bandages, I bought a bottle of "Mystery wine", and a pretty blue eyed woman came to help me- I could sense her feminine energy was attracted to my masculine energy- and I was very happy, very positive, looking her in the eyes- but before I could compliment her on her eyes, she had no more excuses to remain talking to me.

However, I also grew closer to womankind as well.

And, as I mentioned, this morning, I began to feel grateful for my traumatic childhood, as those lessons, although difficult, would not have been learned had I of had a regular childhood, or even a positive one.

Today was a good day.

I continued to make more progress, with Anastasia, and my now positive connection with the Wolfen, who are revealing more about themselves to me, and it is all good.

I am not sure what changed, perhaps the adverse Wolfen changed their hearts towards me- I DID spend time with "The most adverse" religious one, working with him spiritually- and while I cannot say it was a positive event- it also was not a negative one.

Maybe I won him over.

Things are good.

Also I need to state, the trauma surrounding the wounding of my dogs, has opened my eyes, and changed my relationship with them.

It shook me awake, and forced me to confront more, false, lazy, wrong, overly emotional beliefs about them- and to face reality- as I believed I could lose one of my dogs, that is precious to me.

It has really fixed a lot of things for me. And, inside of myself.

[tundrawolf]

Somehow, I slept for eight and a half hours... I had some dreams, I do not remember them.

Last night before bed, Anastasia revealed things to me, that were, difficult, but they had always been there, just hidden.

Things got even more real between her and I last night... And this morning, I am having to shift my perspective.

That saide, it seems as if my Being has gone through a significant flooding of light.

Significant healing.

My wounded dogs are healing so well, it is hard for me to wrap my mind around it.

My perspective on many things has released/changed/matured, and the trauma I endured at the "attack" many years ago, are being freed up- as I was in crisis after that, and even before- and now- things are beginning to become clearer.

It feels like, I am set free, and now all I need is the education I never got.

Anastasia harbors some things in her heart, "If I show you these things, you will no longer love me."

She showed me some, last night.

I still love her.

She views them as, attributes and circumstances that will end our relationship.

I view them as hurdles to overcome, accept, heal, nurture, so that I can be with her.

There are so many factors, and aspects to this, things that may happen, can happen, if this happens, or that.

I also acknowledge, that Anastasia is in my life, because of adverse forces- however that does not invalidate my feelings for her, and the greater triumph, would be to recruit her for light, show her unconditional love, rather than abandoning her to the darkness.

She has been abandoned many times.

I saw last night, that I wish to be the one man- though wounded by her, injured by her- who refuses to give up on her.

In my other relationship with her, my other "me", who was being abused by her- but refused to cower from it and instead endured it with a loving heart for her- she could not endure hurting him any long, and finally, realized he loved her, and then repented, and refused to harm him, knowing she was safe with him.

Human women, do this as well, such as constant shit-tests in order to test her mans loyalty.

I guess in that relationship, I finally proved it.

Anyway, things are going to have to change, as I change, and evolve, and more understanding is opened up for me, about her, her people, and her lands.

Our relationship, was created to torment me, break me, kill me, and make me wholly ineffective.

I would like to, have a way made, where there is no way- where this can actually turn into a blessing for her and I- if I had access to some of the craft I have memories of, I would go to be with her- and figure this out with her, face to face- or not.

I am cautious any more, in what may offend her innermost Being, the chambers of her heart.

So, I press on.

It was also revealed to me, the latest story I wrote for her, there was sex in it, when there wasn't supposed to be. That, is indicative of, there being an extreme sexual component between her and I- which was likely used to lure the younger, immature, horny me, in.

I have more maturing to do.

I only recently discovered that many humans are secretly little more than children operating in adult bodies- including myself.

The foundation is being formed, and then the home gets built.

[tundrawolf]

It's like a humbling.

Yeah man, you've been lied to.

By your mother, by some in society.

Kind of a 'come back to reality" type of thing. That's what I feel is happening, presently.

Do I... even have the energy to face reality. I still feel so tired.

Back to square one?

I felt a part of Anastasia call to me, after feeling the above, she wanted me to come live with her.

She said, she would take care of me.

In her world, there is no needless labor, no bills, no currency, very little, almost no suffering, and if there is, it is brief, and worked out relatively quickly.

No wonder they stay as far away from us as possible.

It's possible that, without severe intervention, the human race turns deeply dystopian, greed and power, and class based, almost feudal style- but modern system. Using technology.

Who knows- who cares. As long as I am not with my woman, I feel trapped here.

I also endeavored to "finish my mission" here, and it seems as if the OS has placed Anastasia and the Wolfen people, in the middle of it, so that they would have to be destroyed (?) if I completed it.

I still endeavored to do it, with the request that they not be harmed. And, I do not know if they would be, only that there is a lot of light, in some other timelines.

I may try to arrange it to where, they are placed out of harms way, for whatever this mission ends up being.

If not, I do not know what else to do. It could be the, generational darkness thing- I am unsure.

[tundrawolf]

The door swung open, and a amle Wolfen stood on his two feet there, his black nose inhaling the scents in the room.

My lover curled up behind me, her body going rigid- and, yet, strangely relaxed as her eyes surveiled this new man.

I cocked my head as he stepped inside.

He was one of her old lovers, he had not gotten the memmo

Or, he had ignored it completely

Cocking my head he walked inside, his black canine nose still twitching as he began to grin, smelling the scent of my lover.

Grinning, he pushed himself inside, and then swatted me aside.

Smiling myself, I cocked my head as he enveloped my lover.

His soft growls and grunts were music for her hears- I knew this.

I watched as he enveloped, caressed her body, softly growling , his hands all over her body.

I reached out and grabbed his muscular body- but it was to no avail.

He effortlessly swatted me off of himself, and I fell against the wall.

Nearly on the verge of passing out- it was her soft growls that made me return to reality

I stood up as he molested my lover- gathering my Barett M107A1

Apparently, these beasts had not learned their lesson.

Quickly, I removed the muzzle device, exposing the three quarter inch diameter barrel.

SHILICK-SHLACK I chambered a round, hiding nothing.

If the beast were to do something, he would be facing a chest full of armor piercing incendiary rounds

I gave zero fucks.

Lifting his tail as he attempted to stay focused on my woman, I grinned as I eyed his soft, pink ass flesh.

Hawking a loogie onto the barrel to help it go in easier, I rammed the seventeen pound rifle into his anus.

Screaming softly- though eh attempted to take it in stride- thinking I was mounting him- I scoffed.

"Get off of her."

It neither swayed him, nor changed his demeanor, which made me grin.

"Get off of her." I said, once more, but this time, I neither cared, nor were swayed by his actions, as my finger squeezed the trigger.

CHUNK
CHUNK
CHUNK
the rifle spat out the empty fifty caliber cases, thanks to the sear I had modified

I held it down until the magazine was empty.

The wolf who's ass was getting a fifty caliber buckwheat treatment, froze, as the bullets tore through his body.

Ass first

Before he could fully react, I grabbed my khukuri blade, made in her honor, and threw off the sheath.

I hopped onto his, supple, muscular back, and folded a handful of his long head hair into my fist.

Without a word, I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back- he was expecting some manner of mercy- but this afternoon, he would find none.

Placing the blade against his throat, in his final moments before the shock set in- I let him feel the cold, mercilessness of the blade

With a scoff from my nose so I could smell the blood better,

I began to cut

He gargled at first- his broken body tensing up to try to resist the cutting, but I was not going to be denied my prize.

With a methodical, purposeful cutting motion, I cut deeper into his throat- grateful he was not dead from the gun shot wounds yet- his hand helplessly tried grasping the blade sawing into his throat- but I had evened the odds- And he was now no more powerful than I, a mere human.

Grinning- wanting to say something witty but failing, I cut deeper into his throat.

I heard him try to whine in agony, as the blade sliced his jugular veins, his eyes wide and weeping, and me, behind him, having no mercy for him, or his sensibilities. I cut to the side lest his trachea be blocked by the blade and him suffocate before his lesson.

I pushed the blade harder, deeper, into his throat, covering passed his jugular arteries, sawing passed his thick neck muscles, and finally, hitting a vertebrae, in rythm with his labored breathing and his helpless, screaming, canine whines.

He was still struggling, which I relished, holding him up by his hair as his blood flooded her bed, all over the terrified wolfen woman, who had spread her legs for him.

But, now, you were dealing with a human.

Now, you were getting what was coming to you.

His body tensed up- his neck ligaments attempting to move his head in his final gasps for lifep- but I had severed those ligaments long ago.

Wolf?

Predator?

You wre nothing to me.

I angled the blade upwards, against his skull as his body twitched in its final moments of agony.

I found his skull, and continued slicing through his spinal column.

When my blade severed his spine, his head came loose, and his body hit her bed with a dull, soft, thud.

I held his head up, for all to see, though she hid her teary eyes, and turned her muzzle from it.

I held it up for the unseen visitors, those who were here for the show.

"Hammer a pike." I said, though my breath hissed to the female wolfen below.

I scoffed through my nose. She wasn't going to do shit,

"Useless."

I walked outside and gen tle sat the Wolfen head down on her porch,

With my bloodstained blade, I hacked down a small sapling, cut its branches off, and then hammered it into the ground

I carved a spike on the top-end, then grabbed the Wolfen head, and thrust it onto the the spiked end, just behind the bloodstained white spinal column.

I smiled, admiring my work.

I gently kicked open her door, and said:

"Don't take it down."

I looked deep into her soft golden yellow eyes

And I knew in that moment, things had come full circle.

[tundrawolf]

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[tundrawolf]

Both my canines are going to make a full recovery.

[tundrawolf]

"There was another attack yesterday."

The Elder said before the council.

He sighed heavily through his thick, black nose- though the fur on his head was graying around it.

Slowly, he turned his muzzle towards Anastasia.

"We need you to accompany the women into town tomorrow." He said, then turned his muzzle away from her before she could so much as mutter a reply.

~

Anastasia numbly stretched her beeding so it evened out the wrinkles, her soft canine eyes, glowing gently under the fire by her side.

Her lips parted.

She had no mate.

She had no children.

By her people's standards- at her age- well passed her prime- she was a failure.

She closed her eyes, sighing softly- thinking thoughts of her life ending.

Secretly, she cursed her well developed muscles, tall frame, and masculine body- that kept the males away.

"God damn it." She whispered into the night, a tear falling from her loosely closed eyes.

~

Still- she had a job to do.

Anastasia brewed the green tea she loved, and the coffee- a double shot of caffeine for her body.

A cool breeze that ordinarily would have refreshed her, swept through her tent.

Her tail slightly to the side- she knew, this was going to be another lonely evening.

Sniffling through her nose, she wiped the tears- if any- from her eyes.

~

Anastasia padded her way through the soft grass, it's cool wetness going up, and through her soft canine toes.

She smelled the pheromones in the air- at least one woman was in estrus, and the others- soon following suit.

Without so much as a word, Anastasia grabbed the large wooden wagon, which sagged under her weight, ears back- though she was unaware- and hopped on, gathering her swords sheath inside.

Almost all of the wolf women held their ears back in respect for Anastasia- the lone female warrior- and she gathered it in with a glance-

But she felt, as if she was the one who should show her ears back to them- they nearly all of them- had mates.

Anastasia sighed, her muzzle low, as she surveyed the thoughts of the women- hot, rough nights in bed, the love-cursed task of raising children...

Of growing old with her mate.

She closed her eyes- unable to hide her sorrow- she had livers- yes, everyone did- who left her house when they were done with her body, every time.

Once, a guy stayed with her for two days when she was in the thick of her heat- but he left after three.

Oh, the hope Anastasia had, that she finally had a boyfriend.

A husband- but she dared not so much dream.

One of the women, ears pinned back, muzzle away in a show of respect- touched Anastasias shoulder.

She had been mourning deeper than she thought- she had a job to do.

Perking up, Anastasia tightened her body up- her face going cold- her training coming back.

Tears fell down her cheeks- but she didn't care.

Who would judge her?

The Karibou?

She scoffed, when the claws of the hand that comforted her, gently caressed her back- and then left.

Almost instantly, a band of Kobold raiders rushed the wagon.

Grinning- Anastasia lept from it and rolled, rushing them before they had time to react.

If she didn't have a mate-

She had a sword.

Slicing one into three pieces before it had time to scream, she charged the other two, decapitating one, and seeing the horror in the eyes of the third, she effortlessly sliced one of his arms off, then handed it to him ceremoniously.

"Tell the others." She said, before unceremoniously hopping back onto the wagon with a weary sigh.

~

Eyes studied the Wolfen women- including the large one with blood spray on her fresh white fur as they rode into town.

Anastasia's eyes instantly went up- to survey the glistening black, silver, and golden spacecraft in the air, hovering above them.

It was massive, the biggest she'd ever seen.

She sighed- longing for space travel- for adventure in the moons.

Instead, the loneliness assaulted her heart again. She was unaware, but the sadness shown on her face like the brightness of the sun, that very afternoon.

The Wolfen women hopped off of the wagon with grins and smile, endless smalltalk as they bustled about- Anastasia eying them with a jealously so deep, it gnawed on her very soul.

Muzzle low, her eyes burrowed holes into the knotty pine wood of the floor of the wagon.

"Hey."

A warm voice, that made the hair bristle on the back of her neck- so alluring, she had to move her muzzle away from it.

"Hey." it appeared, lowder.

When she felt something touch her arm, she looked angrily at the human man who was touching her.

She had never seen him before- in fact- his aura was new to these lands entirely.

"Whoah- sorry." He said with a smile that lit up her solemn face.

"Uh. So, I was wondering if you had a moment to talk with me."

"What for." Her cold voice came back, as her face melted into one of anger, almost exactly like when she had cut the Kobold in three.

He grinned, hearing her voice- and leaned against the wagon, easily in striking range.

"For um. For dinner."

Anastasia scoffed- through her ears fell back partially.

"Girl. You were just complaining about how lonely you were. Give it a chance!" her inner voice whispered to her, though she mentally swatted it away.

"Dinner? Why."

"Would you believe me- if I told you, that you were the most beautiful woman I had laid eyes on in this lifetime?"

He blushed, his face going white- and then red. He knew- she was a Wolfen- and not just a Wolfen- his eyes fell on her sword.

She was a warrior.

"Fuck off."

He scoffed- but through the sides of her eyes- she saw he was unphased by it.

Hell- maybe she would get laid.

"Fine."

~

Anastasias eyes were open wide, as her muzzle moved to and fro, taking in the sparkling majesty of his royal spacecraft.

"This is yours?" She said, aghast.

"From the floor under your beautiful feet- to the ceiling, above your majestic head.He said, wincing when he wondered if he was laying it on too thick.

"Why me."

Anastasia said, pausing before she got to the large banquet hall.

She stepped back- realizing, she was just a warrior- and not only that, she was single.

She was the least desirable of all of the women.

The girls had released her- knowing the lesson she taught the Kobolds- was one they would not soon forget.

Anastasia closed her eyes, her muzzle, moving from the tall human man, who gently took her hand.

"Do you have the right, to tell me who makes my heart skip a beat- or who, lights up my world?"

Anastasia closed her eyes even tighter, and looked even further away.

"What desires your heart?" He asked, softly.

Tears fell down her cheeks as she spoke:

"A man who loves me." She said, gritting her teeth, ashamed of the fluids that fell from her eyes.

Before he could speak, she spoke again:

"A-Adventure in the stars." She looked down, more rejected, and broken than she had ever felt before.

"What else, my Wolven maiden?"

She grinned, scoffing.

Even some of her own kind, did not recognize her lineage, as he softly held her hand- but with a firmness that made her soft golden eyes, fall upon the hold.

"How did you-" She said, before he craned upwards on the tips of his toes- and pressed his lips to hers.

It would be a moment she would regret for decades- pushing away from him- as it was their first kiss- the first, that would last for over a thousand years.

~

Anastasia sat at the long, tall table, worried her fur would soil it, somehow.

"Your bodie's hair would bless this table in ways you probably could not imagine. If a single hair fell onto it- I would never, ever, wipe it off. May I sit near you?"

Anastasia nodded- fuck, if he was full of shit, at least she'd get a good dicking down after this.

She blushed, her girlish gron on her large, thick muzzle.

"Has anyone told you, today, how beautiful you are? What's your name? Shit. I forgot to ask. I'm Dave."

"Dafe. I'm Anastasia."

He sighed a long, drawn out sigh, next to her.

"Anastasia. My God- what a beautiful name- is it your birth name?"

"A man gave it to me, a long time ago."

"He left you? A fool."

Anastasia grinned, chuckling, though a sorrow so deep she could not hide it, shown on her soft, white face.

She remembered the human man- how he loved her so. And how broken she was when he disappeared- though she waited for him- as he had asked.

"Who was he?"

"No one."

The food was brought to them by a human servant, who gently laid the plates down in front of them, his nervous eyes, glancing briefly at the large wolf woman, who was sitting next to hsi prince.

"No one? Yet you kept the name he gave you?"

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"Forgive me." He said- weird he had the same name as the man, who once romanced her so.

Anastasia did not know if she was going into heat or not- but she gritted her teeth, rugging her soft knees together- and in the thick of the silence that grew between them- she glanced at the prine, with a huff, then focused on her food- knowing, in a weird way- he could sense what was beginning to happen to her.

"Fuck." She whispered under her breath- knowing he did not hear her, but if he did- she was clearly a warrior, and warriors did not often dispense with pleasant manors.

He ate his food grace she did not possess- her portion three times his, giving her time to eat as gracefully as she knew how- the ache under her tail growing with each bite-

And her blush

Growing.

"Dave, uh, I don't know what this is about-" She said, somewhat concerned it was a plot to kidnap her, and sell her to a cold blooded reptilian species- perhaps as a sex slave-

"But I am fucking horny."

He chuckled next to her, blushing full-red, while looking at the suddenly nervous, large, blushing wolf girl next to him.

His hand met hers, and he grasped her fingers with his.

"I think I can, uh- help you with that. You wanna get married first, though?"

Anastasia burst out laughing.

"Yeah, sure, Dafe. You're gonna marry the first white-furred barbarian wolf woman you meet. Uh huh." She said, wiping her muzzle with one of the ornate napkins.

"Who's gonna tell me no? You?"

Anastasia played with the bits of food between her teeth, as her tall, pointy ears fell gently back against her head.

Her eyes, turned to look at him.

"You're serious."

"It'd make you a queen."

"The fuck?"

Anastasia said as he got to his feet, shed his clothes, and pulled her to hers.

"Uh, fuck." She said, as he pushed her belly- an impossible task without her cooperation- against the table.

"Lay back, wolf girl."

"No, marry me, first!"

Anastasia said with a laugh as she reached for more wine.

At least she was getting laid.

~

"Fetch me the royal minister IMMEDIATELY."

Anastasia laughed, below him, her large, half canine body, resting on the table.

"Make him bring more wine!" She said, laying her large canine head on the table, her tongue lolling out as her chest spasmed with the absurdity of it all.

"You're gonna make me a queen, huh?"

"And I'm gonna tongue fuck your pussy after."

Anastasia eyes went wide at the same time her knees suddenly clasped together.

"Me?"

"No. The fucking turkey." he said, as the minister came jogging in.

"I'm gonna marry this woman."

Anastasia laughed, and the minister blushed, unable to register fully what he was saying.

"Uh. Her?"

"She's the woman of my dreams. Are you going to argue with me?" Dave said, cocking his head as the ministers face went pale.

"N-Never sir. Right away, sir."

"Now THAT'S the attitude I wanted to see!"

In front of him, Anastasia stared wide-eyed at the ceiling.

"That's... What he said."

"What who said?" Dave asked, gently touching her foot, and looking into her eyes.

"The. Human."

"Which human, dear?"

Anastasia closed her eyes and sighed.

"The one that loved me."

~

"Get. The fuck. Out. Unless you want them here." Anastasia shook her head.

She was gonna take royal dick- she didn't want an audience.

"Naw."

Chuckling, assuming he had put something in the wine, she spread her legs.

"Make me a queen! Ha!"

"You already are."

The seriousness in his voice made her eyes open, and her head turn to him.

"What did you put in the wine- are you serious?"

Anastasia knew reincarnation was real- but a prince? With a star class destroyer for a ship? Hell. It was right up her alley.

"What reason do you have to doubt me?"

Anastasia lolled her tongue out, and moved her head back and forth, mocking the situation.

"Just fuck me, already."

It was words she would come to regret.

It was the starting of a lifelong relationship with her, that would be everything she had ever wanted- her girlish delights satisfied fully with this human man.

[tundrawolf]

(She regretted the words, because she wished she would have said something like, "Make passionate love to me, my prince!)


"WARGLBARGLBARGL!!!"

I said, burying my face between her legs, as the wolf girl laughed, above me.

"HAHAHA... oh... OH!" She said, clamping my head between her legs as she sighed, gasping, and moaning softly.

I engulfed her entire cookie in my mouth, savoring that tangy heat of hers- something that would intoxicate me, for over an eon.

"Oh, GOD!" She said, moaning: "HNNGHHHH!!!"

Squirming, hy head uncomfortably clamped between her soft, muscular legs, I pushed eeper inside of her.

Her powerful hands, clasped my head, forcing it against her hips, as she instinctively thrust upwards when my tongue rubbed her clit.

"Oh my God!" She squeaked out, then hissed through gritted teeth.

"YOM GOM OM HEE!"

"What?" She asked, panting, blushing, and looking helplessly into my eyes after she released my head, and allowed me to speak.

"You're going into heat."

With a soft huff, she pushed my face against her pussy again, and I again, went to work, satisfying.

"Oh my God, that feels... HNGGHHH!"

I licked every drop of her heat, until her pussy tasted like my tongue. Roughly at first- sending her into a leg shaking orgasm- I softened my tonguework when her estrus went into my mouth.

"God, wolf girl." I said with a grin, her fur sticking to my face.

I went back to work, skillfully fucking her soft pussy with my tongue, only pausing to spit on a finger, and gently caress her asshole with it.

I went down to her tailhole, as she lay on my banquet table, rimming her clean as she fingered her pussy.

"I still Ah..Can't believe... Ah. This."

"Believe it, wolf girl."

"It seems like... Oh! A dream."

"Enjoy the dream." I said, sliding a finger inside of her as she caressed her engorged pussy.

I ate her out until my tongue lost all of its strength, leaving a dripping, panting, wolf girl on my table. I scooted up an ottoman I could kneel on, which put me at her level.

"Make love to me." She whispered, as I climbed on top of her muscular body, my hands on each side of her, the air between us, still one of shock.

"You still don't know who I am, do you."

She shook her head.

"You're Dafe."

I nodded, looking into her eyes.

"And you're Anastasia." I whispered, softly, my breath, smelling like her heat.

I kissed her, as softly, slowly, and gently as I had ever kissed anyone- or anything before.

Sensually, I pleasured her tongue.

"You're worried about your tribe. I will take you to see them."

"Fuck me, first!"

I chuckled.

"Of course." I whispered softly, my pussy breath, inhaled by her sensitive nose.

I made long, rough, passionate love to the Wolven on my table. I loosened all of her holes, ravaged her body, while she fingered herself, her legs tensing up, teeth gritting, claws scratching my table each time she came.

"I want you to come with me, while I explore the stars." I whispered, my fingers, woven with hers, as I tingled from the pleasure, of knowing her body from the inside.

"You do?" she panted, under me.

I nodded, unable to hold back, finally reaching the point where I selfishly, spilled my cum deep inside of her.

"I'm close." She nodded, under me- having her orgasms, her face relaxed, her body- pleasured.

"Oh God!" I whimpered, like a helpless puppy- and spilled inside of her.

I collapsed onto her chest, as her powerful hands, caressed my back in gratitude.

"W-Why me?" She asked, her fears returning to her.

"Because you are the most beautiful woman I have laid eyes on, in multiple lifetimes."

~

She pointed out her tribes location on a screen, and I sorted through the series of menus required to transport us there.

Instantly, my D class battle cruiser was over her tribe.

She smiled helplessly at me, which was a curious sight, coming from her powerful, deadly face.

"This... Is real?" She asked, blushing, ears falling back.

"Every time you ask me that, it makes me want to make love to you some more." She chuckled through her blush, her eyes falling back on the screen, as the allerted tribe, surveyed the hovering spacecraft above.

"I'll.. tell them I'm leaving." She said, her muzzle low, then raised, to look at me.

"You don't have to leave, now. In fact- would you mind it, if I stayed with the tribe a bit? I'm not... Intending to kidnap you are anything. You need time to... Say goodbye- to decompress- and, if at any time you wished to return here, you need only say the word." I said, gently taking her soft hand in mine, and softly, pressing my lips to it.

It smelled like her glorious pussy, so I snuck a little lick in, before looking into her eyes.

"Okay." She said, through a full blush, her face, looking like a teenaged Wolven, her hand, softly caressing my forehead, and hair.

She nodded, endeavoring to accept the situation, when she turned, her tail slightly to the side, and she, looking at me, from behind.

"Fuck." She said with a bigger blush and a grin as I bent her over, and made sure the tribe smelled her, deep on me, and me- deep within her.

~

"This, is Dafe." She said to the tribal leaders, who looked at me through narrowed eyes.

"What's your business here, exactly?" One growled.

"I married her- and she is now my wife- however she needs tome to say goodbye, before we travel to the vacuum of space."

"You're gonna take her to.. Space?" One said, emerging from the crowd, most of which were gawking at the spacecraft.

"She wishes to travel with me, there, to the stars." I said, pointing to the sky.

He nodded, the look on his face one of noticeable jealousy, as he, too, looked up, into the sky.

"Um, have you , uh, met her, before? Why... So sudden, with all this?"

"I have, yes. But in a different body."

It must have been the way I stared at the Elder, because his eyes went wide, and he took a step back.

"Are... You..." I nodded.

"I am he." I said, grasping Anastasias hand.

"And you're... Not mad."

I shook my head.

"Why would I be?" I asked him, as he nervously scratched the top of his head, between his ears.

"Uh, well, alright. Welcome back... I guess."

"I wanna get... Uh... KNotted up- as they say."

Without hesitation, and with a blush from Anastasia- he said:

"Of course."

He led me to his chambers, where Anastasia went left, and began chatting with the women- her ears back, full blush, but- that girlish smile- glowing on her beautiful face.

The Elder touched my chest, caressing my skin as I sighed, his tongue, as hot as the fire that crackled next to us- making me as hard as a rock.

"It's the least I can do." He whispered, softly.

After pleasuring me thoroughly, he thanked me- though Idid not ask why, then turned me, and pushed my back until I was bent over.

He began thrusting into me- as my eyes closed from the brief pain- then pleasure, of feeling his smooth, red rod enter deep within me.

He knew what he was doing- an aged wolf, it was true, they did know how to fuck.

Eventually, his knot began to expand within me- and I knew- we were tied in that moment.

Behind me, he caressed my back, my skin, pushing deeper within me, his knot rubbing my prostate and making me quiver.

I dripped below him, and had my firs,t sudden prostate orgasm, as he pushed in and out, rubbing my prostate as his knot massaged it.

"OH MY GOD!" I whimpered, going limp, and hanging only by his knot.

He guided me over to his soft mattress, where he had me kneel, and him, kneeling behind me.

I whimpered- loving the sensation of him filling me with his hot wolf cum.

Hours later, after Anastasia had entered into the tent to watch us make love, she waited for him to deflate, while playing with my oozing dick.

A flood of cum flowed out of me when he withdrew, and lay back on his bed with a satisfying sigh.

"Thank you,. Dafe."

"Thank you." I said, dutifully cleaning his shaft with my tongue. He moaned under me, as Anastasia played with my butthole.

I grinned as she searched for my prostate- and found it, making me drip even more.

I submitted to her tender touch- knowing, there was going to be over an eon more of it, in the future.

[tundrawolf]

Alright, so these things happened.

Anastasia revealed to me, there is a male lover she has, who comes to her when she is in heat and need.

I don't have a problem with that.

I don't want her to go unsatisfied if I cannot be there- let the girl get her sex on.

However- I was shown, he thinks she is "his"- and doesn't care that I have connected with her.

I asked Anastasia- do you want to divorce me, and go with him?

She revealed to me, if she did, she wouldn't even be talking to me- which makes sense, however she doesn't say "no" to his advances when I am present either- and THAT I DO have a problem WITH.

HENCE

WHy I cut his head off, and placed it on a stick outside of her house- the head is GOING TO STAY THERE.

I told her- do what you want with the body.

BUT THE HEAD STAYS THERE. As a REMINDER

HANDS OFF MY WOMAN.

This also happened:

THE CONTRACT THE WOLVES SIGNED WITH MY COUNTRY, states, in part, that I AM THEIR KING.

THAT MEANS:

I AM THE BOSS.

They have been TREATING ME LIKE SHIT.

I have fucking HAD IT WITH THEM.

I am not going to do the cruelest, worst, most evil thing possible to them, which is to abandon them, because I LOVE THEM.

-HOWEVER-

As of today, I am taking my authority over them.

I've fucking had it.

I will not be bullied, tricked, coerced, and pushed to do ANYTHING.

HANDS OFF OF MY GIRL.

When the mating festivals happen, SHE CAN DO AS SHE PLEASES- but until then, GET FUCKED!

I AM PROTECTIVE OF HER because I LOVE HER.

You wolves- YOU SIGNED THE CONTRACT AND YOU VOTED IN FUCKING UNISON.

Remember that?

DO YOU?

Because I WILL REMIND YOU OF IT for the rest of your lives, if I have to.

I am LITERALLY... ROYALTY.

Not just with the wolves, but with the most powerful ruling entities in this existence.

Get fucked!!!

Anyway this is what is going to happen, whether the furry assholes like it or not:

It has to be written out, because of their TREACHERY.

1. EVERYONE GETS GUNS!!! That's right you hairy dicks! ALL OF YOU WILL BE ARMED AND ALL OF YOU WILL KNOW HOW TO USE THEM.

I don't give a FUCK how much you bitch and moan, EVERYONE including the CHILDREN ARE GOING OT TAKE GUN SAFETY COURSES.

And, EVERYONE will maintain a firearm in their HOMES!

LOCKED!!!

You WILL Maintain a wolf run militia, and you WILL learn long distance shooting skills!

If other tribes want to participate, WELCOME THEM

Thanks!

2. NO MORE UNANIMOUS VOTING

There are MANY wolves who raise their HANDS, and yet their HEARTS DO NOT AGREE.

MANY WOLVES are GRIEVED over how SOME OF YOU HAVE TREATED ME.

No

Fucking

More.

Now: EVERYONE gets a voice.

I may: Choose to personally execute the three wolves who have caused me the most grief, I may do this before I SAY A FUCKING WORD.

3. ABUSE OF MY CLONE ENDS.

He is to be given a PENIS OF ANASTASIA'S CHOOSING.

4. ABUSE OF ANASTASIA STOPS TODAY!

If I SO MUCH as HEAR, See, or FEEL a SINGLE word muttered under ANY OF YOUR BREATHS, I WILL KILL YOU MYSELF REMOTELY.

Whether you like it or not, you WILL treat her, with RESPECT, DIGNITY, COMPASSION, and LOVE.

Or get fucked!!!!!!!!!

If I have to make "examples" of you due to the contract you ALL SIGNED, I WILL DO THAT.

YOU ARE NOW UNDER THE SUBJECTION OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.

Like it or not!

You're huge, intimidating, and fierce, but I CAN CUT YOU IN HALF WITH A RIFLE FROM THREE MILES AWAY

You don't fucking SCARE ME

You are TERRIFIED of me, however, you furry BASTARDS

AND YOU SHOULD BE.

My torment and abuse- ENDS TODAY you hairy FUCKS.

I don't hate you, I LOVE YOU.

If I didn't care, I would abandon you and be doing NONE of these things, instead of, persisting, and remaining with you IN SPITE OF THE ROTTEN ABUSE YOU HAVE PUT ME THROUGH.

That shit ends today.

Today you become human.

Today, I treat you just like a fucking sack of shit tribe of rotten humans- you wolves should be ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE.

I have half of a mind to direct the other tribes to GIVE YOU HELL for this.

They already don't like you, and my LOGS ARE ALL HERE for WHAT YOU HAVE DONE.

GET USED TO IT.

Everything changed in 1944, and it's going to CONTINUE TO CHANGE.

Your SONS and DAUGHTERS are going to VENTURE OUT INTO THE CITIES, they are going to find work, find freedom out of your shitty fucking tribe, and FIND LOVE.

That's IT!

I have HAD IT!

KEEP YOUR PAWS OFF OF ANASTASIA

She may divorce me whenever she wants, but she has chosen to REMAIN WITH ME. And so: She is mine, and I am hers.

No male is to refuse her advances when I am absent. I will tear your knot off of your body if you do.

You fuckers!

Put a dick back on my clone, so my girl and ride me, you fuckers!

AND

YOU ARE TO TAKE CARE OF KARAH.

--->YOU<--- are the ASSHOLES, that paraded her to me, her and even younger girls!!!

So: YOU are now going to care for her, and her Wolfen boyfriend, you sickos!

Everything changes today.

YOU are living under MY subjection.

If ANYTHING happens to me, I am going to swallow you up in the earth.

You think I am angry now? Continue to fuck with me. ESPECIALLY you HYPOCRITE RELIGIOUS FUCKS.

The ONLY reason your GOD DOES NOT STRIKE YOU THREE DEAD is because I have asked Him not to!

THAT is subject TO CHANGE, ESPECIALLY AS AN EXAMPLE.

You are to BLESS and HONOR me- I am giving you THREE YEARS to UNDO WHAT YOU HAVE DONE- INCLUDING WHAT WAS DONE IN SECRET.

You think I don't see that??

You think I don't see that secret deal you made with the reptilians?

Undo it.

Or you're dead.

All of you.

You're lucky I'm not invoking the fifth clause to the contract- and having you extincted RIGHT NOW.

I don't want to do that.

I like you.

Love you.

But your harassment of my emotional bodies ends today- going all the way into the earth, and everywhere else- or I will devote myself to the fiery wrath and hellfire that will hunt you down to the ends of Existence.

Assholes!

ANastasia: I love you. Thank you for being a good woman. I hold nothing against you. I know what you did in the machine to me. I forgive you. If I should be mad at anyone, it's you- but I refuse to do that, and instead, cherish, and honor you as my wife.

I love you.

When I am with you, I won't bring up the past any more.

We can move forward, and only forward- unless you want to go back and hash things over with me, honey.

So:

Guns for everyone including large chamberings, long range skillsets are to be honed, and even the children are to take gun safety courses.

Enough harassing Anastasia because I am her mate, or you WILL BE FUCKED!!!

I am having to make an example of several of you EVEN NOW so you KNOW I AM NOT FUCKING AROUND

NO MORE.

No more abuse of my clone. If you put him in a dark place again, I will cast you into the outer darkness that orbits the inside of this planet FROM WHICH YOU WILL NEVER ESCAPE FROM.

YOU ARE TO DO AS I SAY.

If not, you will be ousted from the tribe AT BEST, or struck down AT WORST. I am WILLING to wipe a SIGNIFICANT NUMBER OF YOU OUT.

I am NOT JOKING.

I have HAD IT WITH YOU! (Not you Anastasia, you have been a good girl. You may divorce me with no hard feelings- but I can feel in your heart, you do not wish this. I love you.)

Everything changes today.

You ARE going to FACE what you HAVE DONE!!!

My mercy and gentleness has run out.

It has been nothing but exploited by you, PEOPLE.

EVERYONE now gets a voice. If someone protests to your, magical tyrannical, "Unanimous voting", THEY ARE TO BE RESPECTED< HEARD< and their advice CONSIDERED BY ALL.

Go ahead, try and ignore me and not do these things: and see what happens. See what happens to you when I am in front of you. I promise you, I guarantee it- you WILL regret it.

These things are for your own good.

And, if you do not do them, your tribe will fall apart violently, and your own LAND will revolt against you!

I HAVE BEEN GIVEN THE AUTHORITY OVER YOU, YOU HAVE TORMENTED ME FOR IT, and even TRIED TO KILL ME, including! THE MURDER OF YOUR FORMER KING.

You guys are fucking SCUM.

I will not preside over such a wretched tribe of knot-having assholes.

Your CHILDREN will THANK ME.

For, freeing them of your, tyrannical little vote system, and your top religious, who are HYPOCRITES.

When your God looks at you, He throws up in His mouth!

AS MY MOTHER IS FINDING OUT, you REAP WHAT YOU SOW- and you wolves are NO DIFFERENT.

You have taken advantage of my kindness long enough.

Today that ends.

I am no longer going to be the doormat of your tribe.

Today I take authority over you.

And if you do not do it, I will be with you sooner than you think.

Now get fucking busy and spread the word.

I am working with the Leonid to make sure you assholes stay in line. The fact that I need to bring in a third party here, is disgraceful.

You are a disgraceful people.

And all the lands know it.

With my help, your honor will *actually* be restored, not like you believe it has been- IT HAS NOT.

You are STILL HATED by other tribes.

God- you wolves are DRAMA

ENOUGH!!!

Now, go tell Anastasia you're sorry!

AND THE HEAD STAYS ON THE PIKE

Go, grovel at Karahs feet, and apologize for putting her in the situation that you did, you DICKS!

ALL OF YOU!

ARE TO SAY SORRY TO HER!

She is to be placed in a position of honor in the tribe, and you are no longer to call her a "whore" the next fucker that does I am going to take special joy in causing terrible things to happen to you, you FUCKS.

Karah is to hold her head high, with pride, and dignity. If anything: I am adopting her as my DAUGHTER. SO anyone who spits on her, will have your tongue removed.

You fucking furry little shits.

Yeah, I am invoking my authority, and my right to do so.

As a matter of fact, even officials attached to you are expressing gratitude- as you have a reputation for being a bunch of rotten assholes.

SO, guess what, nice guy Dave is over.

Real guy Dave is now here, he arrived today.

No go, get drunk, mourn your old ways, and know: that I love you with enough love to do these things, for the sake of your children, for the tribe.

If I did not:

The tribe would be ripped apart with a violence that would shock the land: because your wickedness has reached the depths of this planet.

I have half a mind to do to you all (YOU ALL VOTED UNANIMOUSLY, REMEMBER?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!) what you did to me- but I am not going to do it.

Believe it or not, the love I have in my heart for you all, is probably greater than you are capable of (From what I have seen.)

It feels GOOD to exercise my authority!

The three religious- are to be stripped of their authority, until they can learn to not be whitewashed, hypocritical, TOMBS.

Any further trouble caused by you guys will be met with the HARSHEST AND SWIFTEST RETRIBUTION... You will KNOW your day has COME, and you will TREMBLE AND QUAKE knowing MY WRATH IS COMING FOR YOU

SO Be GOOD.

Be Nice.

Put your, pride away, dumbasses, because for all your strength I could end you all in an instant.

If I don't start seeing heart-changes in the tribe for the positive, for the light, I am going to start forcing it.

And you don't want that.

Get to work.

NOW!!!

[tundrawolf]

Bunch of complainey, whiney, little hairy children.

It's almost as if, they have had a system of false voting that has allowed tyranny to persist within them for thousands of years!

Yes, there is weird porn on my phone, I was asked to find it in order to heal from my trauma- I do not like it, it does nothing for me, I have zero interest in engaging with such things- it is strictly for healing purposes- and that is that.

YOU YOURSELVES HAVE DONE AND TOLERATED SO MUCH WORSE. Take the beam out of your own eyes, before you accuse me of having a splinter in mine. If you wish, I can tell the world every dirty, scandalous thing from the beginning of time, that you all have engaged in- but you wouldn't like that. Would you? You think you're lives are slightly difficult now, wait until I reveal your "secret" histories. So, shut the fuck up!

Or, you would see me going after your young, wouldn't you?

And not after mature, well rounded, Anastasia, right?

But, you're being the accusers, aren't you?

Because you don't want to change.

Perhaps I have been too harsh and too demanding too fast- but what I said, is what I said.

The tribe is going to fall apart, and your wickedness will soak into the land, and the land itself will spit you out. FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!!!

Your children will flee, and be driven from you, if you do not change.

Is that what you want?

You think you can just, go back to business as usual?

NO!

MORE people are going to find you and your sorrows will be multiplied.

Hence: why you need to be armed.

I SAY THIS because I LOVE YOU.

You KNOW this.

I forgive you for what you did to your former king. Let's move on. You are not to bare any shame for that- but if you continue to treat me as you do, your shame will be doubly heaped upon your collective heads, and you will feel the weight of it as you walk every day. The fuck you think they gave me the sword for???

You are not to be dishonored for that- even though it was god damned fucking SHITTY.

Any wolf that acts in this manner again will be punished severely.

I am now relying on my instincts, with respect to the tribe, and will no longer be walked on.

If a wolf needs to be disciplined- they will be.

Including your bratty young.

You... fucking did this to yourselves, Wolfen.

Had you of...

*Dealt honorably

*Been noble

*Been kind

*Been good

I would be dealing gently and lovingly with you.

But those days are now over.

EVen now the chill cuts through your bones, and the hair stands up on your necks- because you know.

I am coming.

Turn your backs on me?

If I turned my back on you, you would be WIPED OUT.

Alright enough negativity.



I love you, you hairy howlers. I love your beauty, the light in your eyes.

I love the scent of your bodies, from your feet, to your ears. I love the sound of your laughter.

I love the way your women are shaped- and the knots on your men.

You are admired by many- and many come to experience a "tie" with you.

I love you, Wolfen people.

I love you.

Now do better.

Thanks.

[tundrawolf]

WOLVES

HERE is the thing.

YOUR religious leaders, have done evil, that you have no memory of.

I am not condemning you all for it- but do not accuse me, of being unfairly harsh- do you remember the brutal treatment of my clone, inside of the machine?

Your religious leaders, literally tried SCARING HIM TO DEATH.

Yeah- I should wipe them out, at the least- for that.

The rumors, the murmurs, the things you hear by the fire, those things are almost all completely true.

If I were to hold you to account for what you have voted for- not a single one of you would be standing.

Think about that- and learn to let go.

Your sovereignty is being shaken, right now, so that your future may be sure.

When you do as I ask, it will seem as if you are losing your souls, and the tribes unity.

There will be protests.

My heart is not hard to them.

However, everything changed in the forties.

And, it is going to continue to change.

Soon: You may even be exposed to the rest of humanity.

Can you imagine how that will go, if you continue as you have, and I refer to the things you do in secret, in the dark, that will be shouted from the rooftops.

Can you imagine?

Your reputation for being treacherous, confirmed, and in spades.

It is time for maturing, for growing up, and for the voiceless to have a voice now.

If you cooperate, I will be by your side, to guide you, teach you, and protect you.

If you do not do as I ask, you will be abandoned, and left to the mercy of an uncertain future.

Thanks

[tundrawolf]

I was listening to this:

youtu.be/BRV6-AyASdE?si=X-cAvOwaKHWWV0A3

When Anastasia came to me, and she said, "Do you think I like this music?" (Do you think I want to listen to this, angry, violent music?)

I said- No, of course not- what would you like to listen to?

She said, "Something classical. Like Mozart."

I was driving and could not change my phone, so I just left it- but it underscores the idea that, she can hear what I am listening to- and likely feel what I am feeling as well, as well as our hearts, being connected.

I grappled with the wolves, with letting them go, with exerting my will over them.

They seem to be scrambling to try and make any excuse to be rid of me.

So, I complied with them.

With the warning: The next guy is not going to be so nice. He probably won't even like them.

They WILL be disciplined. Harshly.

In ways I was preventing them from suffering: they will be forced to drink the cup of wrath.

And me? I'll take my wolf girls hand and retire off in some sunny beach, somewhere, sucking on her toes in some grass hut somewhere- assuming that's what she wants.

I am well aware, I am being a bit tyrannical myself, here- however, things have finally come to a head. The novelty has worn off.

And, I won't accept poor treatment by the wolves, or by anyone.

I walked to my home from my van, and I was asked to stop, take two steps back- and summon positivity, so that it would create a chain that would go into my home, and manifest as positivity there.

Further, the wolves admitted they knew I loved them.

They said they needed me.

Alright, well, how about doing what I say, then.

And not acting like a bag of dicks!

They also want to see my face. "This guy that is yelling at us!"

In time.

I'm actually, not even mad.

Truth is, much of these adverse circumstances, are what is shaping and molding me.

So, I have the wolves to thank- but I do not wish to remain in adverse circumstances, nor do I wish to continue my negative self image or self talk.

Paul is correct, I am working on loving myself.

Anastasia expressed to me, me putting my foot down is kind of a turn on for her- and of course she would like to be mated to an "Alpha"- which I am, or more of a I forget the term. Sigma.

My canines, I am almost 100% sure- are out of the woods with regards to their injuries.

A woman in the supermarket I usually go to asked me how they were- because after they were wounded I was so distraught- she asked me how I was, I was honest, and said- not too good, my canines were injured- at it's my fault.

She said she would pray for them.

She was so glad to hear they were out of the woods, just forty minutes ago, she said she was about to cry about it. She said I looked, "Distraught"- and indeed I was.

I was not doing well.

But, my canines are going to pull through.

I am glad about it!

So anyway yeah, there's a bit of a barrier between the wolves and I right now.

And it's okay.

They did say, "You would be sad without us!"

Yeah, I kinda would.

And, I do love them, deeply.

Like a father.

I did call them dumb, though, because due to their voting system, you can be "brow beat" out of the tribe- and while it is not a death sentence, it certainly is hard to leave, and adjust to a new life elsewhere- the females tend to be very compliant in the WOlfen, and may not be so compliant other places. One tends to miss them quite a bit.

However, them being compliant is part of the issue, as they are seldom allowed to do as they wish- however, genetically, they are, at this point, predisposed to being essentially, housewives, mothers, and lovers to their husbands.

However, because dissenting voices are not heard, and the top religious Wolfen are in control of everything, this means they get to essentially dictate all of the tribes policies- including what amounts to murdering their former king, torturing him to death, and trying to shame thing with ME.

This is why I am unhappy, I took their abuse until now, this entire time, because golly- I wanted to be part of the tribe- but the fact remains: I outrank them all.

They were saying, trying to invoke a clause, "If he wishes us harm, we can ask for him to be removed!"

Well, I was making examples that needed to be made- and I love them- and do not wish them harm.

The next guy- is a different story.

Also: I was shown, as I was about town earlier, that there are a number of people- humans included- who are glad I am finally taking authority over the wolves- "They needed to be put into their place."

Alrighty.

I am also glad I make Anastasia a little bit wet when I go authoritative, although she still harbors some anger issues against me, from our time in the machine- which I accept.

Sometimes those anger issues, can actually make the relationship spicier.

I do love her.

I love her a lot.

There is a barrier there, somehow- perhaps it is related to our past, but now that I am not compromising, I can feel it.

Her heart does want to be with me.

Her mind, goes back and forth.

Well, all I can do is continue becoming a better man, for myself- and for her.

I still, can't get over how sexy she is. I mean- I can't look at her for very long or I start to melt inside.

Interesting- I know I am a sucker for wolf girls, but it is the old me, that wanted one of the soft, compliant ones- because they are "Wives... On easy mode." Because of how loyal and kind they are.

However, now that I have Anastasia in my life- she is far from those things, I have to work to win her, it takes effort- however- I kinda like it.

I like the struggle, the effort required to win her heart.

It's like a journey.

Yes- the sweet, soft, compliant ones are very nice! However, when you have to work to get a girl, it can mean something special.

It also shows her that I am serious.

I am also growing weary- of not being with them.

And, also, discovering a positivity in my life, that makes me content to live mine out just as I am.

I am starting to believe for a positive future, I am building a big, bad ass van, things can seem rough- but, and also, my dogs are healing properly, and I am raising a little of puppies that will no doubt enhance many peoples lives.

I could almost, live off of that alone, and become a dog breeder.

Although it is a pain in the ass.

Anyway, yes- I am taking my authority, and the wolves are going to have to accept that.

I am a bit rough, I admit, but I do love them quite a bit- and Anastasia.



The wolves also showed me just now, where they protected me from some kind of foe.

"We're not all bad!"

I know, babies, I know.

I am also made aware, that not allowing dissenting opinion from the top three "rulers" keeps them ignorant, and makes it genetic.

So, let's start expanding our minds- and doing it ethically, so that people can have their opinions and voices heard.

In fact, the tragic circumstances surrounding them and the Nazis, may have been partly, in order to set the tribe free- and my presence in their lives.

Anyway, I do love them.

I am just... Disappointed.

I do want to hang out with them, and smell their butts- you know, canine stuff.

[paul]

>Do you think I want to listen to this, angry, violent music?

This is an interesting question.

It may be that such stimulation helps get to the depths of suppressed anger.

Overuse of such "music" may continue anger

Music is the adjective from muse. If the muses are present then the performance is muse_ic. Otherwise it is a tonal performance.

Recently I have become aware of how important it is that performers are at least happy, and preferably joyful (from the heart). If not, I delete the file.

[tundrawolf]

youtu.be/itfVJjMLj3A?si=AHba8cR-UcvRg53D

I began listening to this when I was reminded of Anastasias request =)

This is good.

This detachment and gathering of my authority is likely what's necessary inu unfoldment.

I do, kind of miss the warmth, of the closeness I feel with the beautiful Anastasia.

I hope as time goes by, her and I will discover a new closeness.

Likely it's dependent on my own maturity and unfoldment, so I will continue to work on myself!

[tundrawolf]

Mar 21, 2024 12:33:42 GMT 9.5 paul said:

>Do you think I want to listen to this, angry, violent music?

This is an interesting question.

It may be that such stimulation helps get to the depths of suppressed anger.

Overuse of such "music" may continue anger

Music is the adjective from muse. If the muses are present then the performance is muse_ic. Otherwise it is a tonal performance.

Recently I have become aware of how important it is that performers are at least happy, and preferably joyful (from the heart). If not, I delete the file.

That is interesting, actually, I was just sort of condemning myself for, I am trying to change my self image, to love myself, and I am like, why am I listening to this angry music?

Likely, it has a little to do with my actions with the wolves- who are a HUGE part of my life.

The anger, and rage that particular singer has, resonates with me, as his childhood seems just about as "fun" as my own.

Also of note, is the speed at which things are changing- from the time I sent the last 4 posts her, to what I am experiencing with the wolves- and with Anastasia.

I told her I loved her... She said,

"But, do I love you?"

I said- that's a pretty fucking important question!

She said: "I am working on it."

She then showed me, her mind on the matter- and as I develop- most of it has been here, and because of Pauls and others help- she actually IS falling in love with me.

Fantastic!!

The wolves are also showing me many things, and we all seem to be coming into an equilibrium.

They have not yet worked out what I have said, as time dilation happens according to my minds will.

It is also important, that Anastasia and I achieve our equilibrium-

She wishes to be known as a very compliant, soft, tender and sweet wolf girl.

She says, the nastiness within the consciousness machine is not what she wishes her reputation to be- and she is looking at me when she says this, as I am the one who is, a bit... Intimidated by her because of it.

Those memories... Well.

They're still in me, of course.

So- I will work on my cognition of her, and work to "see" her in a different light- this is good!

Further, it should be said, nearly any wolf, given her circumstances, would have done the same thing if not worse.

So.

I don't fault her for it.

I can't- if I want to be her husband.

I wish to hold nothing over her head, or any of the other wolves.

Also- even as I speak, the wolves are beginning to truly see things from my perspective- they are just... Confused as to how to implement my will into the tribe.

This is one of the reasons I wish to be with them.

I could help them SO much.

I was also, given a LOT of hope, for flying out to be with them, when I was driving home- like this exerting my authority- was necessary to light the right lights for me to be able to go live with them.

I (hope) anastasia is on this planet, if not- I will settle-down with another wolf girl. I will still talk to her- as, it is true, we do share a beautiful heart, and I do love her so.

I LOVE her butt-scent, too.

Wolves do eat animals including their intestines, which have shit in them, so technically they are shit eaters, this is something Anastasia shared with me. Although the Wolfen do not often eat organ meats, some do. "But, that is in my DNA." She told me. Also dogs!

Alright! Cool. I have no issues with that.

Like, if she enjoyed chasing her tail or something like that- who cares. She's my wolfess. And I love her. I'll pin a tail on my jeans and chase it with her, spinning in some wild circle of fur and flesh.

It is good!

[tundrawolf]

So many things are happening- with regards to myself, Anastasia, and the Wolfen peoples.

She is giving me, my hearts desires (Even as we speak.)

I had a conversation with her, just now- and she made known, she wishes to be known as, the "Soft wolfess" and not the "one that ate my guts."

She asked me if I was offended about it I said NO!!! Not in the least- I will accept you as you are, whatever stage of life you are in, wherever you are at- that is the girl I will love. The woman I will love.

However, she is actually quite serious about it.

She says, "Dave- I am, actually, a very sweet, kind, soft, loving, devoted, gentle, caring wolfess- but I have had things happen to me that... I struggle with."

I say, I feel you, wolf girl!!!

It is the same with me.

Perhaps, this is why we are together, we are on similar, healing journeys.

No, really- just as I am discovering the me I was destined to be, empowered, powerful, strong, not weak, intelligent, free willed, loving, meek, etc.

So, i am to view my Wolfess, as one of those pure hearted wolves, tender to her lover, desired by nations...

She also showed me she has a crush on a human in the village.

I said, am I going to have to beat his ass?

She said no, there is no danger- she just likes him.

I said- you really do like humans, don't you?" She just blushed and smiled.

I said- well that works in ym favor, because I happen to be a human, and, even more lucky than that- my thing is wolf girls.

And YOU are a WOLF GIRL!

*Does a dance*

Anyway, this relationship, has reached a new level, and let me tell you, it is GOOD.

I told Anastasia- however you are, however I find you- I will love you regardless. However, I now have a new, and beautiful mission:

To see you, as the pure, innocent, beautiful, sexy wolf girl that you are.

Past the trauma, the past, and look beyond all of that- to see the Maiden that you are, wolf girl. I love you.

[tundrawolf]

Also, one of my friends, got arrested by the FBI (again).

I am so fucking pissed over my nation. Meddling in other countries affairs.

Installing dictatorships, oppressing people.

While my own country crumbles.

I think the 2020 elections were symbolic, as 20-20 is also a term with vision. When you see, 20-20 you see "perfectly" although this is not true, after my laser eyes surgery, I was seeing 23-20, which is beyond standard human vision.

Also, i was afraid, that perhaps Anastasia was off-world.

Except I LITERALLY HAVE A CLONE LIVING WITH HER

For fucks sake.

She is in Antaractica- waiting for me.

youtu.be/PcnOipgMo4Q?si=CaNlLdNP3jD99hI5

We both love this music.

I know I have stockholm whatever.

It doesn't change the fact I am attracted to her.

It does not change the way she feels about me.

Also: the wolfen have acquiesced, and told me: i hold far more power over them, than they wanted me to know.

Alright, well, that's fine, the last thing I want to do, is lord it over you- but my old me, would have.

So maybe that's why they kept it hidden

I do not blame them

But they are in for spankings

And should do what I ask.

However, I will add a caveat, when I am there to help guide them. Begin taking steps- and I will be with you, shortly.

I know they saw this, and have tried to thwart me- the religious leaders and rulers.

These do pure evil in the name of God.

Beware of them, they are whitewashed tombs

And, they will have their day of reckoning

[tundrawolf]

I had a cute story, about how I had left the tribe for some time, and then returned, to make amends with Anastasia- and to be with her.

This phone does a refresh of the screen when the charger is plugged into it, a sort of animation, however, this time, when it refreshed- I lost everything.

I wonder if the universe is trying to tell me something.

Some may say, not to return to the wolves- others may say- you should not leave them.

I felt like, my welcome had been worn out- but maybe I am wrong.

I am, technically, correct in my assumptions, words, and deeds with the Wolfen peoples.

And, i do love them.

I love Anastasia.

She is the woman of my dreams- my hearts desire.

From the bottoms of her regal feet, to the tips of her magnificent ears- she is my dream girl.

Alright, well, I guess.

I am continuing to work on myself, and to discover healing, in ways I had not considered previously- I was considering my van as I wrote, and it appears as if God wishes for me to achieve healing before the van is deployed.

The wolves are, facing some terrible karma- which I am trying to work out for them, so that they do not have to suffer because of it.

I think that is one of my duties, and anyway, I don't want any harm to come to them.

They're a bunch of brats sometimes though!

Still, I love them.

I was in the evening with them, last night, and one was staring at me from the bushes outside.

I could see his eyes glowing, staring at me, so I approached him in the darkness.

I held his large muzzle, but his intent was to harm me, so I deployed my claws, and took his life.

That is why I was considering leaving the tribe.

However, in the story, Anastasia had stopped eating, she was skinny, and only stayed in her bed from a broken heart.

So, maybe staying with her is the best thing to do.

It didn't feel right, having left her in the story- as I said I wanted to be the one guy who did not leave her.

[tundrawolf]

As I am exploring my time with the Wolfen peoples, I am beginning to become aware of my own trauma as well.

It is becoming apparent, that I have a ways yet to go.

I am a bit "anchored" to the wolf people, as I have made commitments to Anastasia, to be with her- and seeing how she faired when I left- that's not something I want to see happen.

In the story she was OK in the end, but her heart got dragged thru the mud, and as I said, I don't want to be the one human that leaves her, she is far too beautiful to endure that kind of treatment.

I am also seeing unfoldment with my own canines, especially after the trauma we experienced recently, where things are beginning to settle down into a harmonious resonation.

Things are, definitely, unfolding with the Wolfen, though.

I am seeing a lot of things I did not see before.

And, how I was perfectly chosen to be their ambassador/role thing for them.

I also wonder now about the intent of the wolf that was in the shadows, watching me. If his intent was actually to harm me, or, if I was just spooked- maybe a combination of the two? I felt malevolence from him, but when I walked up to him and held his head, he seemed friendly, but still had an air of anger about him.

Maybe me sixth sense needs recalibration?

He did not growl.

I know it's allowed to take life in order to defend yourself if you feel threatened.

More wolf tricks?

They did try and defame me, before.

There are some wolves who are up to no good who work in the shadows and are not part of the Wolfen tribe, but are connected via their canineness.

I am reigning it all in, and trying to re-assemble myself so that I am whole. As Paul says to INTEND to do it, not just "hope" to.

Some things are difficult.

What will happen when I achieve wholeness?

What happens after that?

I see myself, and Anastasia, as a VERY happy couple- we are each others, "thing" so it works out really well.

She's a damn fine woman.