Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 275 Date: 1 Aug 2000 11:00:54 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There is 1 message in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Live and Learn 008/???: Balancing Needs From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2000 16:37:03 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 008/???: Balancing Needs See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: Pat, Jake, Rem, two sets of Enforcer Detectives, a serious personal crisis, a broken date, a murder, a break-in, and some remarkable coincidences. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "I'll get it." Jeremy moved quickly from the kitchen where he'd been watching Jake, to the living room to answer to insistent phone. He came back with the receiver and handed it to Jake. "It's Pat, something's wrong." "Hi, ..." He fell silent half way through the greeting and listened for a long time. "Pat, try to calm down." He crooned softly, already moving to gather a few things with Jeremy following him. "I'll be right over, okay?" He paused again. "Pat ... okay, just try to hold it together. I'll be there." "Do you want me to drive?" Jeremy offered as Jake clicked the phone off and opened the door. He turned, agitation and worry clear and shook his head. "No. I'm sorry ..." Jeremy kissed him quickly. "Go take care of your LifeMate. I'll be here when you get back." "Thanks," Jake relaxed fractionally before he turned and took the twenty feet to the parking lot in a single leap and had his bike nearly at speed before it hit the road. Jeremy shook his head sadly and turned back to the empty apartment to clean up the half made meal and find something to eat. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Jeremy shook his head to clear the sleep cobwebs from it to answer the insistent, heavy knocking on Jake's door. He smiled to himself that it was sleeping alone that now felt odd after only five months. He opened the door to the chain's extent and froze, his heart jumping to his throat at the sight of two Enforcer Detectives standing there. "Jake Clawson?" One of them, a *huge* brown brick of a tomkat asked. "No," Jeremy couldn't keep the tremor from his voice. "I'm Detective Feral." He showed his badge, then motioned to a gorgeous cheetah tom next to him. "This is Detective Swyla. Who are you?" "Jeremy Darkeye." He straightened, pleased that he'd kept his voice even this time. "Do you know where Jake is?" Feral asked with a slightly frustrated sigh. "Yes." "Where can we find him?" "Why do you want him?" Jeremy countered, hoping they couldn't hear his erratic heart. "His girlfriend's ... girlfriend was killed." Detective Swyla supplied. "Oh god," Jeremy couldn't keep his mind from racing over how this did or would fit into Pakitra's call as he grabbed his leather jacket and keys and bolted out between the Enforcers, just barely remembering to lock the door. "Follow." He hissed over his shoulder and revved the engine to his bike. "Hay, wait ..." one of them yelled, then cursed. Then their cruiser pulled out behind him and stayed on his tail as he desperately reminded himself of the speed limit as they covered the three miles to her apartment complex. Jeremy's stomach sank at the police tape marking off her door and coroners van in the lot. He tried to ignore his fur crawling at being near so many cops and dodged around the one who tried to stop him. "Jake! Pat?" "Sir!" Someone grabbed Jeremy's arm. "You can't..." "Let'm be, officer." Jake interrupted quietly, a very subdued Pakitra not far behind him. "He's my mate." "What ..." Jeremy looked hopelessly between them and the huge red pool outside the bedroom door. "Burglars," Jake shook his head. "With *very* bad timing." Jeremy looked at the pair; shaken, disturbed, and still a little angry. "More bad news incoming," he shivered and nodded at the two detectives who'd finally made it inside. "I gathered from your arrival." Jake nodded dryly, then rubbed Jeremy's arm and spoke very quietly. "I'll deal with those two, you take care of Pat." He accepted his mate's nod and made his way to the cheetah and his huge partner. "Jake Clawson?" The bigger one asked, then continued at the nod. "I'm Detective Feral, this is Detective Swyla. Would you answer a few questions for us?" "What I can, just get it over with." He growled and waved in the general direction of the mess and swarming police. "We've not had a good night." Swyla nodded. "Do you know Samantha Ukinda?" Jake nodded. "She's Pat's ... Pakitra's ... Mate, prior to late last night. I know her pretty well." "Did she have any enemies?" Feral asked. "Before ten p.m. or after?" Jake growled for clarification. The detectives glanced at each other. "After." "Pat. Me. The Dyne family. Most of mine." He crossed his arms to think. "Probably Tessa and Longin if they know." He glanced at his mate. "Rem ... Jeremy ... now. None of us take one of our own getting hurt well." "What happened?" Swyla coaxed, not seeing any physical damage on the small white shekat. "She left. And did it badly." Jake growled, his tail and ears twitching in agitation. "And that is enough to kill her over?" Feral demanded evenly. "Kill?" Jake was too startled to even try to suppress his reaction. "No, not kill. Not ... someone killed her?" His ears went flat in disbelief as Pakitra and Jeremy came up and Swyla nodded. He turned his head to them. "Sam's been killed." "Oh gods," she clasped both hands over her muzzle and bolted for the bathroom. "How can we help?" Jeremy met Feral's eyes and gave Jake a light shove. "Go see to her. I'll deal with this." Jake nodded and worked his way back with slightly more care than she had. Swyla watched the interplay with real interest before answering the striped Panther. "Is there anyone that would want her dead?" "She's abrasive and not the easiest person to deal with to put things mildly, but I don't know of anyone who hated her *that* much." Jeremy shook his head. "Personally, I'd look at her S&M playmates, but I've no proof. It's just her circle that I don't know much about. Hell, given timing, I'd look into *Pat's* enemies." "Oh?" Swyla cocked his head. "But they're separated." "Yes," Jeremy nodded. "For about three hours. The break-up's a real surprise, none of us saw it coming and I'm *good* at picking that stuff up. What are the odds someone that would want to hurt Pat would know this fast?" "So who would want to hurt her?" Swyla asked evenly. "She's a Dyne, the heir and already involved. That's got to be quite a list." Jeremy shrugged, slightly hopeless. "Jake draws weapons designs, I think she does too. Corporate, money, politics ... they're both involved in it all." "Thank you," Feral caught the departure of the last of the scene technicians and handed Jeremy a card. "Would you have your Mates call us when they've gotten some sleep? We *do* need to talk to them as soon as possible." "I ... I'll see to it." The panther nodded, a little surprised, and showed them out. He stood there, with one hand on the locked doorknob and the other clutching the detective's card, until all sound stilled in the apartment and out. Only then did he search out his mate and friend. He found them in the bathroom. Jake was on his knees with Pakitra curled up against his chest, silently sobbing. "Rem," Jake's voice was very soft. "Go to the kitchen, get a glass of milk and Tarsh-juice. One third juice. She needs to sleep, so do I." "Right away." He moved as fast as he could, almost skidding to a stop in front of the pair. She didn't resist when Jake put the glass to her mouth, and easily finished most of the dark liquid. "Up," Jake kissed her ear, and flashed a grateful smile at his mate when an extra pair of hands assisted them to the bedroom. "Rem ... would you stay?" "You and Pat ..." he looked at her, confused. "I need you here." Jake managed to say as he got the limp, still mostly dressed shekat under the sheets and started to strip. "Then I'll be here," Jeremy caught his mate's shoulders and kissed him softly on the neck. -- End: Live and Learn 008 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 276 Date: 2 Aug 2000 20:41:09 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There is 1 message in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Live and Learn 009/???: Breakfast With Detectives From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Tue, 01 Aug 2000 20:35:50 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 009/???: Breakfast With Detectives See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: Enforcer Detectives Feral and Swyla discus their obviously related cases with Detectives Kin and Domin. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Morning Feral, Swyla." Detective Fander Kin, a lean Dalmatian Kantin waved the pair to his table in Jessy's, an Enforcer favored restaurant. "Morning Kin, Domin." Ulysses Feral grinned at the pair that had investigated the fatal robbery at the Dyne's apartment. "Lovely end to the day, hu Greg?" Tydin Swyla dropped onto the bench next to his partner and grinned tiredly at the gray tabby across from him. "Just delightful." He snorted. "That shekat does *damage*." "I thought I saw a gun ..." Ulysses opened. "You did. One was shot." Fander shook his head. "Square between the eyes, the tom did that one. The other two had their necks broken and torn open, then slashed more. All by claws. Those were *hers*. Never seen the like. How'd you end up there?" "We've got the Ukinda murder." Ulysses paused and stretched as the older vixen waitress took their orders. "She was Ms. Dyne's girlfriend." "Well, your two best suspects have the best alibi possible." Greg Domin chuckled. "Us." "I noticed." Swyla grumbled. "Can't ever be easy, can it?" "Of course not," Kin grinned and paused as their food arrived. "What have you actually got?" Ulysses nodded. "Weapon's a 6mm or so rifle, incendiary ammo. Probably a sniper. She got taken out at range with a perfect shot to the heart. Real messy, but a pro job." "Don't talk to us about mess, Uly." Kin waved a forkful of pancake at him. "*Ours* was messy. No gunshot'll be that bad. Still, that shot'll reduce your suspects. Can't be *that* many that can make it." "True, and the two best shots in the city outside the Enforcers have you as an alibi." Swyla grumbled, then caught his partner's startled look. "I watch the annual Kythen Marksmanship Competitions. If Jake doesn't win, Pakitra does. They've held that competition for years, and they regularly make a good, if not winning, showing in most of the other big ones." "So what actually *happened* in that apartment?" Ulysses distracted before focusing on his hashbrowns. "Beyond the obvious bloodbath." "Let's see," Domin took up the discussion as Kin assaulted his meat patties. "Samantha Ukinda told Pakitra Dyne that their relationship of several years was over. Apparently Samantha was the only one that saw this coming, it clearly broadsided Pakitra and her LifeMate, Jake Clawson. She called him, he came over to comfort her. Sometime after that they heard noises coming from the back of the apartment and went to investigate. According to Jake, she saw the intruders and sort of lost it, just lunged at them and started clawing." "Problem for said intruders was that she's *heavily* combat trained." Kin broke in. "She tore them apart, literally. That one only got shot because he was about to hit her, so Jake fired. It didn't save his corpse from damage, but it was a kinder death." "I got the feeling Jake was kind of glad for those fools." Domin spoke up again. "Volunteering to drain off some of her anger." "Can't say I blame him, not wanting her to stay that mean." Swyla shook his head. "Still, it's kind of an amazing coincidence, don't you think?" "Very, but not much we can do about it." Ulysses yawned. "We'll know more when ballistics finishes with that bullet." "Till then, interviews from hell." Swyla sighed. "Mmm?" "Most of Ms. Ukinda 'friends' are in the S&M and leather scenes." Ulysses added. "Not exactly Enforcer friendly." "Oh, fun. At least all we have to do is review some tapes and finish the paperwork." Domin gave them a sympathetic look as Kin stood. "I'll send you our notes. They might be useful." "Thanks, Domin." Ulysses nodded and watched his comrades leave, then turned to his partner. "So what did you make of that arrangement?" "Uhh?" "You're poly, I don't get it. What did you see there?" "Ah," Swyla nodded. "Pre-break-up, it looked like Jake and Pakitra are the core, with each having lovers, even Mates, outside. Jake knew Samantha, but I doubt he slept with her. Jeremy obviously saw it as his right to be with Jake, but looked pretty surprised to me when he was told to take care of Pakitra, but knew her fairly well. I saw a pretty strong bond between all of them. But Pakitra and Jake have been an item for a long time, too." "More tidbits from the Kythen?" Ulysses grumbled. "Yep." -- End: Live and Learn 009 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 277 Date: 3 Aug 2000 10:32:42 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There is 1 message in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Live and Learn 010/???: Mornings After From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Wed, 02 Aug 2000 14:58:23 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 010/???: Mornings After See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: That night, when Pat and Jake wake up, Rem has a surprise for them. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Jake woke slowly, groggily, the Tarsh still in his system. His first awareness was of Pakitra in his arms, limp, cool and still deep in drug-induced slumber but finally breathing easily. Then of Jeremy's absence, and the coolness of the bed where he'd been, and of a ... cleanness in the air he couldn't place. He was still debating whether to look for his mate when the door behind him opened and a familiar scent drifted into the room with a collection of others. "Rem?" "I'm here," his voice was very low as he knelt on the bed. "Noise wake you up?" "Didn't hear anything," Jake tried to focus past the rustle of Jeremy's clothes coming off. "Something happen?" "Shu," Jeremy kissed him on the cheek and slid into bed behind him. "I just did some clean-up. Some of it was a bit loud." "Tarsh's potent." Jake yawned as his mate's warmth soaked through his back and drifted off again. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Jeremy's first dim awareness was of a hand other than Jake's stroking his side, then its fingers slipping down his hip to absently fondle him, only to freeze and withdraw. "Who?" Pakitra used Jake's still shoulder to haul herself far enough up to see the other side of her LifeMate. "Jeremy," he murmured as Jake shifted. "Sorry," she offered and sank back down to the mattress. "Hi, love." Jake nuzzled her softly. "Feeling any better?" She closed her eyes but nodded. "A little." "Good," he purred, pulling her close. "So you can keep your hands of my mate now?" "Yah," she twisted to kiss him softly, then pulled away and rolled out of bed. "I need a run." "Auuu, Pat." Jake grumbled and hauled himself up in time to catch the running clothes she tossed at him and muttered. "You know, *most* fems want chocolate and ice-cream when they're depressed. Why do you need to run both of us to the ground?" "How would you know?" She hissed back, almost teasing as he pulled the clothes on. "Ever heard of sisters?" He rubbed the last of the sleep from his eyes and turned to Jeremy, still lying in the bed watching the obvious ritual with bewildered interest. "We'll be back in a couple hours or so. Pat needs to run some stuff out." "Okay ... I'll stay here ..." He offered. Jake kissed him softly, "I'd appreciate it," before turning to follow the white shekat out. "What the hell?" Her startled voice drifted in a moment later. "Probably Rem," Jake answered her. "He said he cleaned." At that Jeremy rolled out of the bed and peeked out the door to where both Kats were regarding the new carpeting on the hall and living room. "I figured you'd appreciate not having any blood in the house. I ... I thought that color would look a little better with your decor." "How'd you ever get Lankin's over here this fast?" Pakitra demanded with a little awe. "They have a backlog of *months*." "Well, I sort of said that three Kat's had died here and ..." "Offered them extra and my gratitude?" She grinned at him. "I assume you had the sense to charge it to my account?" He nodded, more than a little relieved as she embraced him tightly. "Thank you, Rem." She stretched to kiss his cheek. "Thank you." "You're welcome," he smiled down at her, still a touch unsure. "Glad I made the right choice." "You did," she turned back to her LifeMate and grinned. "You've got a *good* one here." "I know." He smiled at both of them and asked hopefully, "does this mean I don't have to run?" "Not a chance." She growled and grabbed his tail on her way to the door. Jeremy tried not to laugh as his mate was dragged out the door, grumbling all the way. -- End: Live and Learn 010 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 278 Date: 4 Aug 2000 10:49:28 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There are 2 messages in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Just an hello From: "Ozone Griffox" 2. Live and Learn 011/???: Dead Ends From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Thu, 03 Aug 2000 13:11:40 -0000 From: "Ozone Griffox" Subject: Just an hello I'm a fan of furry art so here I am! :) ==-OZONE-== http://www.furnation.com/Ozone_Griffox/ http://ozzywolf.tzo.com/Ozone_Griffox/ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 2 Date: Thu, 03 Aug 2000 15:41:54 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 011/???: Dead Ends See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: Feral and Swyla go over their notes on the Ukinda murder and try to find something that isn't a dead end. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Uly, this has *got* to be some kind of set-up." Detective Swyla growled in pure frustration. "I have *never* seen this many convenient coincidences in my life." "It is and I have." He sighed and closed his notebook. "Every time a Dyne's centrally involved. It's par for the course with them. That family seems to take assassination as a suitable means of settling scores, and they're *damn* good at covering their tracks." "Just speculation?" He cocked his head. "Not really," Feral stretched. "But it's nothing that would hold up in court either." "Lieutenant Commander Feral!" Commander Sander Feral's voice roared through the workroom. "In my office. NOW." "What'd you do this time?" Swyla asked, honestly curious. "I haven't a bloody clue." Ulysses shook his head and stood to obey his uncle and Commander. Sander was sitting at his desk with his chair swiveled to look out the office windows to the half-completed new Enforcer HeadQuarters, when Ulysses closed the door and settled into the familiar at-ease stance before the desk and waited. "Are you are prepared to lead the Enforcers?" Sander didn't turn around, his voice serious and slightly distant. "Sir?" "Do you think you could do my job?" "If I had to, yes sir." Ulysses couldn't keep the uncertainty from his voice. "Then do what you must to prepare yourself. You may stay a Detective if you wish, but you are now officially Second-In-Command." Sander instructed. "And you don't have much time until that becomes Commander." "Sir, uncle ... why?" Ulysses broke his own tradition to come around to touch his kinkat's shoulder. Sander refused to look at him. "Heart condition. I don't expect to see another year. You *must* be ready." "I will be, uncle." Ulysses closed his eyes to steady himself. "Is there anything else, sir?" "Yes, any luck nailing Dyne?" "No, sir." He sighed. "It's obvious enough, but not a shred to hold up in court." "Then dismissed, Lieutenant Commander." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "What was that about?" Swyla asked as Ulysses sank into the chair across from him. "He ... I got promoted." Came the stunned reply. "Second-in-Command." "That's good." He took in the almost sick look in his partner's face. "Isn't it?" "I guess," Feral shrugged and pulled himself together. "Let's go over the Ukinda case again." -- End: Live and Learn 011 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 279 Date: 5 Aug 2000 09:47:30 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There are 3 messages in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Live and Learn 012/???: Resolutions 2001 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka 2. Re: SADFAD Character Illustration: Jake From: Rauhnee Ranshanka 3. Re: Just an hello From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Fri, 04 Aug 2000 15:33:17 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 012/???: Resolutions 2001 See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: Jake, Rem, Pat, Ulysses and Swyla make their new year resolutions. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Jake easily sank to his knees, baring his cinnamon furred body before a large, black mirror in his apartment. He regarded the image reflected back in the strange surface before picking up the first of four small clay pots on his right. "Red for the blood that flows through all our veins," he dipped two fingers of his left hand into the pot then drew them down from the inner corners of his eyes to the outer corners of his mouth. "I am a Warrior of Cha'K'chin. From my mother and her father, sixteen Warrior Toms give their strength to my claim to be of them. "By the Blood of the Golden Horde. By the Blood of the Phoenix Clans. The Goddesses Chosen gave their blood to me. "I will not fail them." He set the first pot down on his left and picked up the second. "Black for the night that gives us strength and keeps us when we die." He dipped his middle finger into the pot and drew a line from ear to ear across his eyelids, then put the pot down. "Mother Night that keeps us safe in life and death." His finger drew a line from nipple to nipple, across his heart. "Mother Night that hides our trace," a black line across each knuckle just above his claws, "and sanctifies our love." He dipped his finger in the pot again before outlining his sheath and balls. "Green," he picked up the third pot. "For the earth that provides all we need. Mother Earth that provides the place were we walk." He painted the soles of his feet with four stripes each. "Mother Earth that proves food, water, shelter and the wonder of beauty." He traced the deep green pigment over his eyes, then a line from nose to mouth and finally one over his heart just above the black one. He set the pot down and rinsed his fingers in the fourth, leaving it on his right side and sighed. He closed his eyes, drew a deep breath, then opened them and released it to set himself. "The Mid-Cold is upon us. The end of the year is nearly past. Now is the time of the reckoning and promises. I am prepared." He closed his eyes and breathed deeply again. "I have now seen twenty-three winters. Much has happened for me and mine this year. "My LifeMate and I agreed to move our lives to the new Cathedral facility after graduation. I am both hesitant and desiring of this. It is a great change, to give up pure learning and focus on practical and applied learning. I do not know if it will be as fulfilling, or more so. Truly, it does not really matter. It is an important duty. That is enough for me. "We also intend to conceive our first litter then. This I have no doubt I desire, a great deal. I have missed having kin-kittens in my life too much, and I am a good parent. It has only been my LifeMate's desire to finish her schooling first that has held us back this long. For this alone I am grateful it is nearly over. "I have taken a mate this year as well, Jeremy Darkeye. A tomkat my LifeMate approves of. He ... I almost don't know how to describe him, he has so many contradictions. He is an artist, and a passionate mate. Strong, intelligent, beautiful and very badly hurting over his past. He has made mistakes in his life and admits to them, but has not ... dealt with all of them, I think. I ... I do not know if he is strong enough to overcome them and remain with me. I do not understand why I frighten him, threaten him. I do not try, but I do. "But he ... I have seen the anger he keeps very hidden inside, and it *does* frighten me. I do not know if I could ... defend ... myself against him. I have never ... I do not know if I could kill one I love, even to save myself. I'm not even sure I'd want to. "But it's happened only once in these eight months, and only for a few minutes. I ... it's not enough to leave him, not yet. I need him too much. He makes me feel too good the rest of the time, even with his flaws. "He's taught me how to laugh, and not to be ashamed of my passion. I finally understand how ... shallow my life has been for all it contains. For I only walk through it, without experiencing much. I have seen twenty-four summers, but I have only *lived* a few months. I owe him much already. Jake drew a deep, centering breath and released it. "I saw my soul this year. My mate captured it on paper, in pencil and ink. As a gift. If he were any kind of mage ... even latent, ... I don't know. He didn't know what he did. It shouldn't be possible, but I *saw* it, felt it. "I felt my ... self snap ... somehow. I do not understand more. But something important happened to me that day. "He ... disturbs me sometimes. He looks at me and *knows* me, yet he does not comprehend that he sees the truth. "That disturbs me even more. "My LifeMate lost her Mate to an assassin. We do not know who, but I suspect ... someone I can not say to her. Her father. I think he seeks to protect her, or avenge her, or perhaps prepare her for some plan. I do not know. But when I see him, I see a Kat who has willingly traded their soul for power. I see an empty shell playing puppet to a greater power and believing it is still alive. "I fear I must be the one to deal with him one day. I can not expect her to turn against her sire, even if I can make her see that truth so she does not turn on me when it is done. I do not look forward to that day. "I have not told my mate of my desires for his future. He is not ready to hear, and I'm not sure I am ready to commit to him that much. But my LifeMate knows, and is assisting me prepare us both for that day. "He has dreams he barely whispers of, of being a professional artist, both graphic design and portrait. I would take him as my Mate, support him in this. He is more than good enough to do it, all he needs is a way to eat and sleep while he proves it to the world. But to accept it from me ... his pride needs way out. "I want him as my Mate, but I am not ready for that yet. I do not believe he is either. Time will see us out, though for now he's stopped commenting on how often we feed him, or I ask him to stay over. It is a good start. "I ... I saw a tom, he's beautiful. A cheetah. An Enforcer. I felt something ... not the kind of connection I have with my mate ... but still strong. Still enticing. I dream of him, of his touch and his voice. "I am not ready to accept another, not quite yet. I am sure my mate is not ready for me to take another. But soon, perhaps. We will be ready for me to court this cheetah. Until then, I will hope and watch until it is time to broach to subject. "I have also seen the burden under which the Enforcers labor. I have been terribly ... unjust in my disdain of them. I did not know how badly they suffer with their gear. It will soon be within my power to end that, and I intend to. "No one should have to do so much with so little." Jake closed his eyes, picked up a small, supple pelt and carefully dipped only the center of it in the pot still on his right. With slow movements, he removed each stripe of pigment, leaving his body completely bare once more and laid the pelt out before him. He watched his reflection, silently counting the heartbeats it would take for the soft fur to dry. When the time had passed, he twisted to his left side and brought a small brass brazier. With easy care he laid the pelt flat on the plate and smoothed it, then set a small, golden crystal in the middle and picked up an intricately carved ceremonial knife. With his eyes closed and a deep breath he set the tip of the blade under his jaw just below his tongue. With the weapon flat he slowly pressed the tip up, through his fur and into the skin. Only when he felt his blood coat the blade to his chin he released the pressure, drawing it down and held the knife, tip down, over the crystal. He didn't bother controlling his fascination as his blood set the crystal on fire, flickering high and hot, the same golden as the stone. Within moments the pigment stained white pelt was ash. He stayed there, watching the final whips of smoke dissipate before standing and putting everything away until the next year. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Jeremy blinked, looked at what he had absently drawn and shook his head in frustration. "I've got it bad," he growled to himself, glaring at the sketch of himself and Jake in front of a small house with a picket fence. "Well, do I have the guts to tell him? To commit that much to one Kat? "Of course, there's Pakitra to consider ... I wonder if they ever thought of a three-some. How the hell would it work anyway if we *don't*?" He put the pad and pencil away and shook his head. "New year resolution: Get the answers to all the above. And, damnit Kat, *keep* this one." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Sacked out on her bed, Pakitra reviewed the preliminary yearly reports from PumaDyne and the final construction and readiness reports from her Cathedral division with pleased detachment. With a satisfied yawn she put the last of them back in their secure briefcase and locked it, then rolled over and grabbed a pad of paper and pencil. "Okay, dokee." She twisted up to sit cross-legged with the pad on her lap. "Yearly to-do list." "One: Tell Jake, Tessy and Longin I love them more often. "Two: Find out what in the nine hells happened to Jeremy before he came here. "Three: Help the Enforcers. They need better gear. Those detectives were too decent to hate. May not be accomplishable this year alone. "Four: Start looking into pregnancy/ kitten stuff. Will need it in about twenty-two months. "Five: Finish school. Start Cathedral full time. "Unwritten. Six: Check into daddy. Something's going on with him. "Unwritten. Seven: Find Samantha's killer and *hurt* them. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Ulysses Feral sat naked and cross-legged before a small, enshrined stature of a winged shekat with six arms. He carefully settled himself before bowing his head to the floor. "I come into the year as I came into the world. Naked and nameless." He straightened his spine, bringing his head up to meet the stature's eyes. "I am Ulysses Feral, son of Tandin Feral and Astara Ikinfur. I have chosen the path of the warrior, and follow my uncle Sander in battle. In Kain Ishar-Tan I have a LifeMate, a warrior like myself from the White Tyger Clans. "He has agreed to honor Feral tradition." Ulysses stood and turned towards the naked, handsomely striped, snow white Kat as tall as himself and held out his hand with a tender smile. "Come my LifeMate. It is time to show our devotion to our love." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Lieutenant Tydin Swyla paced erratically around his small quarters in the aging Enforcer HeadQarters, his heavy, long tail lashing in rapid time to his distressed thoughts. "I'm a detective in her Mate's murder. "She's poly with a handsome LifeMate I like just as much. "If she becomes a suspect I could lose my job, throw my caseload into suspicion. "She was with two detectives and a dozen cops when the shooting happened. "She's a Dyne, a hired assassin would be more likely than doing it herself. "Get a grip, Tydin. This is *Pakitra* Dyne, the fem that doesn't delegate *anything*. You've seen her mad. She'd do her own killing. "Of course, if she finds the killer before we do, she *will* be a murder suspect. Or Jake will be. Neither's good. "And as much as you'd like both of them, you'd only be second to Jake and third to her. Can you really be happy with that? "Can I do anything but try? "Okay, Tydin. By next long weekend you ask that pair out, to talk. And *don't* fuck this up." -- End: Live and Learn 012 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 2 Date: Fri, 04 Aug 2000 16:20:12 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Re: SADFAD Character Illustration: Jake Vorex wrote: > Rauhnee Ranshanka wrote: > > This is Jake, a Mage of the Living Force. > I think you're having some Star Wars bleedover there Rauhnee. I dare anyone to be surprised. > Jake's a mage of the Living Will. I'll fix that for the page. Figures the time I didn't feel like checking my references I get it wrong :/ -- Rauhnee ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 3 Date: Fri, 04 Aug 2000 16:24:16 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Re: Just an hello Ozone Griffox wrote: > I'm a fan of furry art so here I am! :) Welcome aboard, hopefully our artists will find inspiration and time soon to indulge us :) -- Rauhnee ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 280 Date: 6 Aug 2000 09:29:54 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There is 1 message in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Live and Learn 013/???: A Resolution Kept From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Sat, 05 Aug 2000 16:02:44 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 013/???: A Resolution Kept See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: Tydin Swyla keeps his new year resolution -- and asks Jake and Pakitra out. Their response is not anything he could have expected. Notes: So much for him being a minor character. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "How can I help you, Detective?" Pakitra opened her door to the early spring air with a wary smile. He swallowed hard and smiled. "I'm not here as an Enforcer. I'm here as Tydin Swyla, who wishes to ask you and Jake to out dinner." "I hear my name?" Jake poked his head out of the kitchen, glancing at his bond-family in the process. "Yes," she called over her shoulder, then turned back to Tydin. "Come in." Then she smiled, "It's family night and we've already started cooking, but if you care to stay ..." "If it won't be much trouble, I'd love to." He wasn't sure whether to relax or panic as he saw his interests' three mates gathered at the big table, watching him curiously. "Have a seat and chat, dinner'll be ready in twenty minutes." She offered smoothly before turning back to the kitchen and right into Jake's curious, expectant gaze. She waited until they were out of earshot to explain. "He wants to date us both, as a pair." "Shit." She looked at him curiously. "I thought you wanted him?" "Not *now*," he hissed softly. "Rem'll freak, and *I'm* not ready to have a second mate. I haven't even *mentioned* this idea." "He's okay with us." She calmly pointed out. "He didn't have a choice. Accepting you was the price of dating me." He growled softly. "How the hell to I tell Tydin 'yes, in a year or three when I'm ready' without pissing everybody off?" "Just like that ... don't look at me like that." She dropped her hands to her hips and glared at him. "I'm serious. Tell him the truth. If he actually loves you, he'll wait for the sex." She moved to stand in front of him and cupped his cheek in her hand. "If he won't, do you really want him?" Jake shivered and sighed, "no, I wouldn't. But this still sucks." "Life never promised to be fair." She turned back to the food preparations, then smiled at him. "Or are you upset over not getting to ask first, again?" "Very funny, Pat." He flattened his ears and returned to stirring butter into a bright orange, fibrous mush. "Sounds like he getting the third degree out there," she glanced at the kitchen door. "Rescue?" Jake shook his head. "If he can't take their questions, he'll never live through us." "You have a point." She checked the turkey's temperature in the oven. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Hi," Tydin put on his best 'I'm not a threat, really' smile as he faced the Clawson-Dyne family as a unit for the first time, a touch surprised at who brought a chair out for him. "Thank you, Jeremy." He nodded and took the offered place at the table. "You're welcome." The striped panther nodded, not at all at ease and slightly aggressive. "So you want to date my mate?" Tydin tried not to show how startled he was. "I want to get to know him and Pakitra better ..." "But your goal is to date them." Jeremy persisted. "If it works for all of us, yes." He nodded, then glanced at Tessy and Longin to gage their opinions and include them in the conversation. "All of us." He caught Jeremy's uncertainty and took a guess. "I've known I'm poly for most of my life, and for me, that means being part of a *family*, not just having more than one lover." "So being *our* lover as well is in the plan?" Tessy cocked her head, clearly interested in the idea. "It is an option, Tessy." He nodded, it finally sinking in the he was nearly ten years older than anyone else. "I want to get to know everybody better first." "Pause a minute." Jake's voice caught whatever Tessy was about to say. "Chow's ready." "Wow," Tydin's eyes widened at the spread the pair brought out. "You cook like this often?" "Once a month," Jake grinned at him. "Pat teaches me a new recipe, family time. So you get to test my skill at turkey in mint and chocolate glaze." All six remained fairly quiet as they served themselves, passing various plates and bowls of food around. Tydin took his cue from the others who began eating as they had a plateful, and tried a bit of darkly glazed meat. "This is very good." He didn't have to exaggerate his appreciation of the finely balanced sweet flavors and properly cooked meat. "Thank you," Jake nodded slightly. "So Tydin, what brought your decision on?" Pakitra assumed control without contest. "Umm," He looked up at her and swallowed before answering. "I made a new year vow, to stop just accepting what came my way ... to go after what I wanted in earnest. I've been ... interested in trying to develop a relationship with both of you since I saw you take the KMC." "Marksmanship?" Jake's mixed dislike and disbelief shone in his voice. "No," Tydin shook his head. "That's just where I *saw* it. Strength, competitive, cooperative, competent; you stood as opponents and were still comrades. I watched those traits grow in both of you, and my desire to be with you at the same time." He dropped his eyes a little. "When your addresses were dropped into my hand, and I talked to each of you a little, that ... fantasy became a possibility if I had it in me to try." "So what kind of timetable are you looking at?" Jake asked with a covert glance at Jeremy. "Becoming friends first, then real trust." Tydin met Jeremy's eyes. "*Then* lovers if that works for everyone. I don't want to take *anyone's* place." He swung his head to face Pakitra. "I realize this isn't the best timing on the planet too." "Could be worse." She shrugged, not quite looking at anyone. "She was gone either way. Either way, I have to go on. I could do a lot worse than you." "Thank you," Tydin bowed his head, uncertain how else to respond as the table descended into quiet eating. "So what are your hobbies?" Tessy broke the silence about half way through the meal, smiling at Tydin. He grinned back at her and winked. "Running." "No, really?" Jake half-suppressed a chuckle. "A Cheetah that runs." "Yes, some Cheetahs run." Tydin puffed himself up, smiling playfully. "I'm one of the best." "Cool," Jake grinned with real enthusiasm. "Next time Pat has a crisis, *you* can run her to the ground." "You got any interests that *don't* involve excessive physical exertion?" Longin spoke for the first time that night. Tydin turned to face him without excluding the others. "I enjoy learning, and puzzles of all kinds." He nearly missed the pleased looks Jake and Pakitra exchanged. "I like exerting my mind and body." "Well, you'll like the after dinner entertainment then." Jeremy commented, trying not to show his agitation too much and be friendly. "Jigsaw puzzle time." Tydin smiled at him. "Sounds fun." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Jeremy," Tydin caught the striped panther outside the bathroom. "Is there a way I can make this easier for you?" "You can stay the hell away from my mate." He flattened his ears, growling low in his throat. "I see." Tydin backed off. "No, I don't think you do." Jeremy hissed back. "Jake wants you. I can't deny him for long. That *doesn't* mean I have to like it." "I'd rather you were okay with this." "You don't *get* it. I hate sharing him with Pat," came the snarl. "I'm not like you, I don't like this sharing business. I just tolerate it because it's better than nothing. *He* needs it to be happy. *I* need him to be happy. We've struck a balance in there. If you need to be in there too, we'll *find* a new balance we can all live with. It's just a matter of time." "Jeremy ..." He touched the other tom's arm. "Doesn't help that you're an Enforcer either." Jeremy pulled away hard and stalked back to the table where the others were dutifully pretending to ignore the conversation. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Thank you for the pleasant evening." Tydin half bowed to Pakitra. "May I entertain you and Jake soon?" She sighed with a glance at her LifeMate and his mate. "I think I would enjoy your company, but Jake ... he's not ready, and his mate nowhere close. It's up to you if you want to wait on them and do this together, or start with me." Tydin looked over her shoulder at the two toms, deep in a heated discussion of some kind and decided. "May I offer you dinner at Starshine next Wednesday?" She smiled, her fur nearly glowing in the moonlight. "I'd be delighted." "Then I will see you there at seven?" "You will." She smiled again at his bow, not shutting the door until he had turned to his car. Then she faced the toms in crisis, pleased that they'd settled *something* on their own before she touched Jake's shoulder. "I made an executive decision, that you weren't ready to date anyone just yet." His open relief made her heart sink. "I also think you should go home with Rem tonight, you two obviously have some connecting to do." He nodded sadly. "Thank you, for not making me ask." "Just go, and heal yourselves." She kissed Jake soundly, and Jeremy on the cheek. "Thank you, Pat." Jeremy nodded to her in respect and got an arm around Jake as they left. -- End: Live and Learn 013 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 281 Date: 7 Aug 2000 10:41:14 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There are 3 messages in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Tony the Tiger From: STATIC NINJA 2. Live and Learn 014/???: Questions and Answers From: Rauhnee Ranshanka 3. 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Invites. http://invites.yahoo.com/ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 2 Date: Sun, 06 Aug 2000 15:17:34 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 014/???: Questions and Answers See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: Rem swallows his pride and nerves and gets some answers from Jake, but first he makes a serious mistake. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Jake almost yelped when Jeremy slammed him against the wall of his apartment, then pinned him with body and mouth. With a hard twist and shove, he broke his head free and snarled "Kelk!" Jeremy backed off a bit, confused, but still held his mate tightly against the wall. "Let. Me. Go." Jake demanded as he reflexively converted both panic and fear into anger and made no effort to hide it; even taking a little pleasure in the startled apprehension in the big tom as he let go and backed completely away. "*What* in Bastest's Nine Hells was that about?" "I ..." Jeremy swallowed hard, unprepared for the fury facing him. He retreated a couple more steps and dropped into a chair, as Jake crossed his arms over his chest and glared, demanding the truth. "Jealous." He looked away from those sharp golden eyes. "Scared." "And *that's* a reason to assault me?" Jake snarled, leaning forward. "Assault?" Jeremy startled to his feet. "No, that ..." "Was assault." Jake growled coldly. "You hurt me and you had me pinned. What was next?" "I didn't mean to hurt you." He shivered and swallowed his pride. "I just ... I just wanted a little attention. You've been ... sort of drawing away from me." "No I haven't." Jeremy focused on the floor, refusing to make it a challenge. "When was the last time you kissed me, or allowed sex?" "What?" He was too startled to be angry for a second. "This is about pleasure?" "No, Jake." Jeremy looked further away, shaking. "This is about whether you still want me, in any context." "Of course I still love you." Jake let go of the anger, and slipped arms around his mate to kissed his neck. Jeremy shivered and continued through a tight throat. "I know I haven't been the best mate, but gods, Jake, I've tried so hard. I've tried ..." "Rem, it's not like that." Jake came around the chair and settled in his lap, embraced the trembling panther before leaning back to face him. "If I've been that distant, I'm sorry. I've had a lot on my mind lately." "That Cheetah." Jake sighed. "Among other stuff." "Why?" Jeremy finally focused on his mate. "I can kind of get a male and female lover, but ... but why ..." he looked down. "Why am I not good enough?" "Rem, I thought I explained this." Jake kept his voice soft. He looked up. "What you explained was that you were not leaving Pat, but that didn't stop you from seeing me too, if she agreed. Which she did." "And ..." He prompted. "And what?" "And that same deal applied to you." Jake cocked his head and sighed. "I really didn't explain myself very well, did I?" Jeremy could only shake his head. "Okay. Pat and I are poly. It's our, *my* nature to need more than one mate at a time." "Okay, kind of got that the first time." Jeremy nodded in the pause. "That does *not* mean one tom and one fem. That means more than one mate. If you'd been female it would have made no difference, to me or Pat." Jake paused as Jeremy assessed the information and then continued. "She had a LifeMate, a Mate, two mates and several lovers. While it's unlikely I'll be drawn to be that promiscuous, that *is* the kind of relationship structure I need to be happy in the long term." "And if I can't deal with that?" He voice trembled. Jake looked down. "I don't know. I'm not really ready to consider another mate yet, so I don't know what it would be like if you refused permission." "But you want to stay with me? Even with that ... possibility." "Yes," he whispered, leaning in to meld against the broad chest and nuzzled his neck. "I hope we can keep the arrangements so everyone's reasonably happy, but I *do* want you in my life." "I ... umm ... Jake?" He waited for his mate to look up. "I'm sorry I didn't notice you were so stressed, and for jumping to the wrong conclusion." Jake regarded him skeptically for a moment. "You been taking lessons from Pat on dealing with me?" "Umm, well, she did drop a few hints, but I ... it's all truth." Jeremy looked away. "I really haven't been a very good mate lately." "Neither have I," Jake sighed, dropping his head back to Jeremy's shoulder. "I do love you, Rem. We'll figure this out, somehow." "Yes, somehow." He finally embraced Jake again, purring when the smaller tom relaxed completely against him. -- End: Live and Learn 014 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 3 Date: Sun, 06 Aug 2000 16:48:24 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Update: BlackNet Take a breath, it's a big one. 125 stories by 7 authors (guess who got their Fic page updated). Temporary Home: http://www.eyeballcity.com/GateKat/BlackNet/index.html by Andrew Troy Keller False Alarm NC-17: M/F Jake/Kelly Codes:M,F-Sex-Mast-Lang-Rom-AU Kelly calls in a false alarm in order to get Jake alone. by Felicia McFurry Fatal Weakness PG-13 by Kenny K El Gato De La Noche Poem, G-Rated, in Spanish Ménage À Trois NC-17: graphic m/m/m sex (slash), kink, anal, BDSM, group, mast, oral, piss by Robmkc A dark secret's telling PG: M/M Out of a near-death situation a new relationship is born by Vortx: Shadows at Dawn, Flames at Dusk #4: Affirmation M/M Jake has an emotional crisis. Shadows at Dawn, Flames at Dusk #5: Discoveries M/M An odd title, as no one really learns anything. Shadows at Dawn, Flames at Dusk #6: The Tangled Web M/M Title says it all. Shadows at Dawn, Flames at Dusk #7: Riding The Edge M/M Things are starting to move now, I'm dropping hints to things like the boy's past with the Knights and what exactly is going on with Blizzard. The next installment "Over the edge" will be exactly that, as the story begins to move towards a resolution of the murder. Shadows at Dawn, Flames at Dusk #8: Over the Edge M/M No spooge, but lots of character and plot stuff ... beginning to wrap up my exposition. Shadows at Dawn, Flames at Dusk #9: The Night Before M/M, Rape Things are looking up for Talia, as she and Jake pool their knowledge to make a breakthrough. Pity others can't say the same. Shadows at Dawn, Flames at Dusk #10: The Morning After M/M Pretty much just Fallout from "Night Before". Ragnarok: The Radical Armageddon (pt 1&2) PG13 Beginning of a (hopefully) short series in which which the SWAT Kats become involved in an attempt to prevent the end of the world. by Rauhnee Ranshanka: Series: Concessions for Love (Series Complete) When Jake doesn't think before he acts, he believes it's going to destroy his world. Though the path is rocky for everyone, that turns out to not be the case. Stories: 18 Codes: NC-17 for Slash (M/M), Het (M/F), Furry, First Times, Established Relationships, Rimming, Sexual Violence, Kink, Underage (16/ 30's) Main Pairings: Jake/ Patrik, Jake/ Pakitra, Jake/ Chance Series: Dragon Fire, Dragon Flight Technically, this begins on the world of the SWAT Kats, but that's only an excuse to nab three of my favorite characters for export to a very weird world (unless you like Dragonriders of Pern) with their modernist opinions intact. I think I just gave away a major plot point there. Oh well, there are more. Stories: 4 Codes: NC-17: Alternate Universe; M/F Sex; M/M/F, M/F and M/M relationships Main Pairings: Felina/ Chance/ Jake, Ulysses/ m Series: Eternity's Price With Zed's attack two years behind them, the latest threat to MegaKat City seems to be a series of beheadings -- and that another serial murderer is taking an interest in the Feral males, eighteen of them to date. Stories: 2 Codes: PG Main Pairings: Chance/ Felina Series: For A Future Foretold The story that began on the TV show continues with a few rather strange twists including relationships for the several of the main characters, two female SWAT Kats from the future in for an extended stay, a dragon, a government reorganization and a conspiracy dating back four hundred years to a link between the Feral family and the crown of an empire with a history nearly five thousand years long. Stories: 14 Codes: NC-17: M/F Sex; M/F, M/M relationships; Kink, Violence, BDSM, Insanity, Mind Control, Supernatural Main Pairings: Chance/ Felina, Jake/ f, Chance/ Jake, Chance/ Jake/ Felina/ f Series: For a Future Untold in the Dark In the world our SWAT Kats turned upside down in "The Dark Side of The SWAT Kats", a team from Aristal RANGE One's future arrive with bad news and more than a few ideas about how to deal with it. And then there's the tech they have, and are more than happy to share, for a price. Stories: 2 Codes: PG: Alternate Universe; M/F, F/F Relationships Main Pairings: f/f, f/m Series: For Life or Forever (Series Complete) Souls go on forever, some with their memories, some without and sometimes love is strong enough to conquer that barrier. Stories: 3 Codes: NC-17: Slash (H/H, M/M), Het (M/F), Furry, Taur, Crossover (Gargoyles, Tale Spin), MAJOR AU, Herm Pregnancy, Violence Main Pairings: Jake/ Chance, several others. Series: Governor SWAT Kat In an alternate timeline a slightly different, and much more dangerous, MegaKat City fights for survival and cheers the appearance of the Enforcer's newest specialists -- The SWAT Kats. But it is not just the likes of Dark Kat they must fight -- the survival of their institution in the government is in severe question too. Stories: 2 Codes: PG: Alternate Universe; M/F Relationship Main Pairings: Chance/ Felina, Jake/ f, Jake/ Chance Series: Halloween Party (Series Complete) The guys go to Jake's families Halloween Party. Chance gets more than one revelation about his mate. Stories: 1 Codes: NC-17: M/M Sex Main Pairings: Jake/ Chance Series: In The Shadow of Fear (Series Complete) Chance muses about his lover's choices in life and about death. Stories: 1 Codes: NC-17: M/M Relationship, suicide attempt Main Pairings: Jake/ Chance Series: Just A Moment (Series Complete) Both the boys are having a personal crisis when they are forced to leave the Enforcers, and years from now they will look back and muse about how blind they both were. But for now, they are having a very bad night. Stories: 4 Codes: NC-17: Alternate Universe, M/M Sex and Relationships Main Pairings: Jake/ Chance Series: Love, Duty and Honor (Series Complete) Canon plus five years, give or take and Detective Mitch Jayson has uncovered the identity of the suspects in his most important case ever, now there's only one problem ... Stories: 1 Codes: M/M Relationship Main Pairings: Jake/ Mitch Jayson Series: Making Do Six months after they graduate Enforcer Academy, Chance is woken up by his roommate's wet dream and overhears far too much. Now he has to find out the truth of it before he can rest easy, but that truth comes at a high price. Stories: 1 Codes: R: M/M Relationship Main Pairings: Jake/ Chance Series: Revelations Razor is badly injured and in the aftermath T-Bone learns a lot about his partner, some of it things he really wishes he'd remained ignorant of. Set as a continuation of the image One Shot, Sureshot. Stories: 1 Codes: R: M/M Relationship, violence Main Pairings: Jake/ Patrik Series: SAC Force One Sixteen months after Zed's rampage, a flash that lights up the morning sky off the MegaKat City coast as a monster spaceship arrives and quickly retreats. The important point is the four alien fighters that ship leaves behind off the coast; and more critically, the rest of their friends scattered across the world. How do you say 'hello, peace' to a warrior kat from another world that doesn't want to land? Stories: 3 Codes: PG Main Pairings: Jake/ f, Jake/ m, Jake/ Chance Series: Service and Reward Jake and Chance formed enough of a bond during their time in MegaKat City to stay together through their reincarnations, at least as soon as the bureaucrats are dealt with. Stories: 2 Codes: R: Slash, Het, Furry, First Time, NC, Death, Murder, BDSM Main Pairings: Jake/ Chance Series: Shadows of a Future A joint effort with Kamikaze. It's twenty years before the series, Ulysses Feral has been in the Enforcers about ten years and is a sergeant with several very serious secrets to keep. His partner is Nick Kristell, a tomkat he's had a crush on for the eight years they've been teamed up. And dealing with this is the easiest thing they have to work on. Stories: 2 Codes: NC-17: Sex; M/M, M/F Relationships; Violence; Rape; Bondage; Language; Supernatural. Main Pairings: Ulysses/ Nick Series: Shadows of a Future related Stories in the Shadows of the Future universe, but not in the plotline. Mostly PWPs and the like. Stories: 1 Codes: NC-17 M/M Sex Main Pairings: Ulysses/ Nick Series: Song of Truth (Series Complete) The show is five years past, The SWAT Kats have been brought into the Enforcers and set up as the head of Special Ops. But this little story is about Jake, and an overdue interview. Stories: 1 Codes: PG: M/M relationship, M/F relationship Main Pairings: PG: M/M relationship, M/F relationship Series: Songs of the Soul Poems, songs, Filks; things that aren't exactly stories. Stories: 5 Codes: NC-17: M/M, M/F sex and relationship, weirdness. Filk Main Pairings: Jake/ Chance, Jake/ Patrik, others Series: Spread Your Wings - In A Hurricane Beginning at the end of the TV show, this world is on a timetable that would make a god's head spin, but it is a handful of mortal kats that must deal with the chaos unleashed by Fate, dumb luck, and bad timing all around. Though the Fates are trying to make amends for their mistakes, it's up for debate whether they do more harm or good. Stories: 16 Codes: NC-17: M/F Sex and relationships; Legalized Crime; Conspiracies Main Pairings: Chance/ Felina, Jake/ f, Chance/ Jake, f/f Series: Sun Fire's Flame With prostitution a very legal and accepted part of society, The Kilar Ziggurat Bordello has secured it's place in MegaKat City by being nearly fanatical in keeping secrets of every kind safe. It is perhaps the only place that the rich and powerful of the city can go and truly relax. It also has a reputation, duly deserved, of being able to fulfill any fantasy imaginable, without the risk of embarrassment. Stories: 3 Codes: NC-17: M/H, M/F, F/H Sex and relationships; Corruption; Conspiracies Main Pairings: Ulysses/ H, Ulysses/ F, H/F Series: SWAT Kitten A few weeks after the series ends, the guys get a little surprise in the Hanger one day when they return in the TurboKat, and life will never be the same. But isn't that the point sometimes? Stories: 2 Codes: PG: M/F Relationships, Death Main Pairings: Jake/ F Series: SWAT Squadron Six Two years after Zed's rampage, with the SWAT Kats temporarily out of commission, Deputy Mayor Briggs gratefully accepts an offer of assistance from a new ally, Felarmi, another Kat nation. This aid comes in the form of a true SWAT Squadron -- three sets of vehicles with three pairs of specially trained Kats and their base support crew eager to take on the infamous criminals of MegaKat City. Now all Ulysses has to do is inform them of his rules before they get too comfortable breaking them as much as the local pair. That they still answer to their Felarmi Command and not him is not helping the matter any. Stories: 2 Codes: PG: M/F relationships Main Pairings: Callie/ Ulysses, Callie/ Chance, Jake/ M, Jake/ F Series: Tigers and Ferals Ulysses Feral and Sher Kahn have many things in common, not the least of which are lonely lives, until they find comfort and understanding in each other. Stories: 1 Codes: R: M/M Relationship Main Pairings: Ulysses/ Sher Kahn Series: The Wedding Chance and Felina are getting married and guess who's not happy about it. Stories: 1 Codes: Warnings Withheld for Spoilers Main Pairings: Chance/ Felina Series: The WorldGate Commands Gathering (Series Complete) The Kingdom of Veldt, under control of the Feral Family, has finally uncovered a Worldgate. With this interplanetary transportation device they intend to short circuit an invasion foretold millennia ago. Stories: 1 Codes: PG: AU (SWAT Kats), AR (SG-1), Slash, Het Main Pairings: None Series: The Graveyard I've been asked for my SWAT Kats work that I don't have posted or have taken down for whatever reason. My reasons are only one; the story was written as part of a series and has sense been rewritten. But if folks want to see what I killed, here it is. I will include explanations as to were the story used to go. Stories: 4 Codes: Anything Main Pairings: Anything -- Rauhnee ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 282 Date: 8 Aug 2000 11:04:03 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There is 1 message in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Live and Learn 015/???: Family Celebrations From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Mon, 07 Aug 2000 17:31:14 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 015/???: Family Celebrations See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: Jake, Rem, Pat, Tydin, Tes and Longin have a celebration of birthdays, anniversaries and families chosen. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Jake, Jeremy." Tydin greeted the two drenched toms with a wide smile at Pakitra's door. "Good to see you made it." "Not for the weather's lack of trying," Jake grumbled good-naturedly as they pulled their raincoats off, and the thunder pealed one last time before Tydin got the door shut. "Wildest April we've had in a long time." He chuckled at them as Tessy and Longin waved in greeting from a card table where a jigsaw puzzle was spread out. "You might want to change," he waved in the general direction of the bedroom. "There's towels in there too." "Not a chance in hell we're not." Jeremy groused and caught Jake's arm. "Thanks." Jake shook his head and laughed as he was hauled off. "Is there *any* excuse you won't use to get me naked?" "Not that I've come across," he smiled back. "I like you without clothes on." "So do I." Pakitra's snicker came from the kitchen with an assortment of good smells as the bedroom door closed. Tydin slipped into the kitchen, staying out of her way. "They seem to be doing better." He offered softly. "Yes and no," she sighed and measured orange juice into a bowl. "You're talking about two Kats with 'denial' as their middle name. Three major talks down, about six more needed. *Then* they'll be doing okay, assuming they survive it." "Can never take the easy route?" "You got it." She shook her head and chuckled. "I love them both, but they're enough to drive a Kat insane. And I don't even get to sleep with one of'm." "You're kidding?" His ears swept up. "Doesn't want a fem, doesn't want a tom, how'd he ever get in this family?" "He got Jake." She shook her head ruefully. "I know neither of us realized just how monogamous he is, not with how easily he accepted sharing Jake." "Ouch." Tydin winced for her. "I take it I've got a longer wait in store for me than I figured?" "Probably," she smiled apologetically. "What are you two talking about me?" Jake poked his head in the kitchen as Jeremy headed for the living room. "We ..." Tydin hesitated as he shifted to leave. "Your sex life." Pakitra said nonchalantly. "What else?" Jake snorted. "How about your own." "That's how we got to yours." She handed Jake a bowl of pale blue tubers as Tydin made his escape. "Mash." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Hi, Jeremy." Tydin greeted as neutrally as he could while taking his place at the small table. "Hi," the panther nodded, not very much at ease as he regarded the puzzle with forced concentration. "Jeremy," he waited for the dark tom to look up. "Why don't you like me?" "Hu?" He blinked, then set his jaw. "You're a Detective, can't you figure it out?" "I'm a Detective," he cocked a joking smile. "I like confessions." "I know." Jeremy didn't bother to mute his resentment until he saw Tydin's expression fall. "I've got a long, bad history with the Enforcers and you're after my mate." He explained simply. "Oh, good." He perked up. "I thought it was something *I* did." All three looked at him like he'd lost what little of his mind they respectively considered him having. Tydin rolled his eyes humorously and smiled. "If you hate me only because of *what* I am, it's much easier to overcome it with *who* I am, than if I'd actually done something to *earn* it." "Everyfur to the big table!" Pakitra cheered as she and Jake came out of the kitchen with the first of dinner. Tydin joined them in bringing the food out for the remaining dishes before taking his seat at the table on Pakitra's left. The position he'd only recently gathered had been Samantha's place. "Okay, boys." Pakitra stilled the entire room with her cheery tone at she looked directly at Jeremy. "What's it going to take to make this a *family* gather." She smiled in total contradiction to her demeanor. "The vibes are starting to piss me off." Jeremy dropped his head almost instantly, not even conscious of the attempt to appease her. "I can't help ..." He stopped at her almost inaudible disapproving growl. "I don't know. I'm *trying* to accept." He took a shaky breath and met her eyes. "You can't ask more of me." She snorted. "I can, but I don't have much of a right. What *is* the problem?" "Do we have to discus this *now*?" He rumbled low. "Yes." Jake rested his hand on Jeremy's shoulder. "What affects the family is discussed with the family. You know that." "But *this* ... it's private." Jake dropped his eyes, regretful. "I know, it doesn't matter. We couldn't deal with it, now it's family business." "Can't we at least eat first?" He looked away from everyone. "It's nothing you don't already know." Pakitra opened her mouth only to close it and consider when Jake shot her an unreadable look. "All right, Rem. As long as it stays civil." She took several bites before continuing. "You have one more chance on your own." -- End: Live and Learn 015 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 283 Date: 9 Aug 2000 10:48:57 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There is 1 message in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Live and Learn 016/???: Of Friends and Lovers From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Tue, 08 Aug 2000 17:25:45 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 016/???: Of Friends and Lovers See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: Jake arrives at Pakitra's door late at night, in very bad shape. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "You hear something?" Pakitra mumbled in Tydin's ear late the next night in her dark bedroom. "No," he answered more on reflex than thought. "Oh shit!" She snarled a few seconds later, bolting out of his arms and from the bed in a flurry for the front door, oblivious to her lack of clothes and total disarray. Tydin hauled himself from the comfort of his nest and pulled on a pair of running shorts before following her out, to face something he could barely comprehend. The door was still mostly open to the cool spring air, the last traces of storm still whispering in it. Jake, barely dressed himself, stood nearly collapsed against Pakitra, his blood staining his rich cinnamon fur brown and hers a scarlet pink. Then reflexes kicked in and he broke his inaction. "I'm calli..." "No." Pakitra's strong voice and Jake's weak one stopped him short. She continued. "Help me get him to the shower, and close the door. This isn't a police matter." "It has to be, Pat." He got the door shut before she growled at him to take Jake's weight. "Consented ..." Jake's pain laden voice nearly sobbed as he did his best to help move himself into the spacious bathroom and braced against the wall for Pakitra to work his blood-soaked jeans off. "I agreed." Tydin managed to keep his mouth shut long enough to pull his own shorts off and support him under the warm water as she cleaned the worst of the blood off to assess the true level of damage done. Pakitra looked him up and down as he shivered against Tydin and the shower wall, her expression growing ever more grim. "Jake, if this is by consent, I'm having you committed." He let his eyes drift the rest of the way closed and refused to answer, or look at her. "Jake," she dropped her voice to a sweet murmur and tipped his chin up to look at her. "Don't turn away from me ... I know Jeremy did this. I can still smell the fear in your scent. If something just went wrong, it can be worked though. If it's something more, you know I'm going to protect you." "From myself, Pat?" Jake's voice hit a nearly hysterical edge, and desperately raw. "Even if he didn't listen, I needed this. I *asked* for it." She regarded him softly for a moment before shaking her head and turned the water off with a thump. The warm airjets kicked in a moment later, and all three remained silent except for Jake's whimpers as their waterlogged fur dried quickly. Then Pakitra took over Jake's support and eased him out. "You'll sleep, we'll discuss this when the Tarsh wears off. Tydin ..." "Mmm?" "A full glass, pure. Just dump what's left of the Cinnamon-Mint concentrate into it." "Coming up." He nodded grimly. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "I'll see you when he's okay." Tydin spoke softly as he gathered the few things he needed to take home after Jake was well and truly unconscious. "No," Pakitra stopped him with a light touch. "If you care for him, stay. He'll need you." "Pat ... I don't think this is a good idea. You two have already said too much. I don't want to be called to testify against you." He pushed his wallet into his back pocket and looked away from her. "Tydin ... I swear, we are going to do nothing illegal. Extreme perhaps, but not illegal." She shifted to block his way. "Listen to me. I know my LifeMate. If you're not here, he's going to take it as you don't care about him, don't want him because of this. He loves you, don't put him though that. Please." "Pakitra, this, from Samantha to now, is already enough to cost me my job if IA looks at me too long ... it ..." "It won't if they value their hides." She couldn't stop the snarl. "We've done nothing, you've done nothing wrong." "Except sleep with the next of kin of one of my murder cases." He looked away. "That, by itself isn't too bad, but gods, Pat. Can't you see how similar this is? I'm getting flashbacks, if *I* was in IA I wouldn't let it pass. Too many coincidences." "Oh," she blinked and shifted out of the way. "When will it be safe to call you?" He paused and looked at her, trying to figure out why she looked so sad. "When this is over. I'm sorry." "Don't be, love." She stretched to kiss him gently. "Take care of yourself." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Tydin settled in his car, hesitating before turning the key and collapsed back against the seat, arguing with himself. "What the hell are you doing, Kat? "Trying to save my job and all the cases I've worked on. "This is your *family*! "They're trouble and only she's my mate. "Because he's honoring *his* mate's wishes. Isn't that a good reason? "A reason yes, but look at the last six months. I shouldn't continue ... "Then do the right thing and break it off. If this isn't worth everything, why are you *here*?" +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Tydin?" Pakitra twisted over Jake's form to look at the Cheetah standing in her bedroom door. "How dressed should I be?" He asked simply, setting his small tote down. "Naked if you are willing." She shrugged at his skeptical look. "This isn't the first time." He shook his head and quickly stripped, sliding into the large bed so Jake was between them and tried to find a way to hold the smaller tom without hurting him and met her still curious eyes. "Family's more important than work. If this costs me my badge, I'll find another." "It won't, Tydin. It won't." She tried to let her conviction encourage him. "Justice first." "I hope you're right, Pat." He closed his eyes and settled. "About everything." -- End: Live and Learn 016 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 284 Date: 10 Aug 2000 11:20:41 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There is 1 message in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Live and Learn 017/???: Not Always is There Closure From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Wed, 09 Aug 2000 15:52:40 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Live and Learn 017/???: Not Always is There Closure See Part 000 for warnings, notes and the rest. Summary: Ulysses is handed the second Dyne-connected murder on campus in ten months. This time, however, his partner's taken the day off. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Ulysses Feral tapped his answering machine early in the morning, more than a little disturbed to hear his partner's unhappy voice. "Uh ... hi, Uly. Sorry about the sort notice, but I can't come in today. Family emergency, I'm sure you can handle anything that comes up. I'll be at 757-5416 extension 69 if you absolutely need me. Captain already knows. I'll see you in a few days, I hope. Bye." "*Nothing* good comes of that family." Ulysses couldn't help but growl as Kain slowly embraced him from behind. "The same could be said of the Feral clan, but I still love you." The huge White Tiger nipped his mate's neck with a tolerant smile. "I worry about him, that's all." He shook his head and moved out of the embrace to finish getting dressed. "Tydin's a grown Kat, Ulysses." He sank down on the bed, lounging to give the best display of fur and flesh. "He's my partner, Kain." He came over and offered a long, tender kiss. "I'm supposed to watch his back, especially when he can't." "You worry too much." Kain gave a sigh as Ulysses hauled him to his feet. "You get dressed." He smiled playfully, his voice dropping to a seductive purr. "Maybe we'll manage lunch today, since I'm on my own." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Lieutenant Feral!" Captain Sagrain's irate voice ripped though Homicide's main room as Ulysses walked in, not giving the Kat a chance to even drop his pack off. "You've got another Dyne-fucker dead, explosive bullet. Get on it." "Yes, sir." He managed to sound respectful, and not remind the Captain who had the rank as he gathered the initial reports and settled in for a through study before visiting Ms. Dyne's home again. All the while praying this wasn't the reason Tydin was gone, but knowing it must be. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Hi, Tydin." Ulysses sighed as the Cheetah open Pakitra's door for him. "You know what happened to Darkeye?" He slit his eyes, doing a remarkable imitation of the look she had given them eight months earlier. "I knew he did a lot of damage to Jake, but not that he was dead." "Same MO as Ukinda." He didn't quite meet his partner's eyes. "Oh god." Tydin's tail and ears dropped as most of the color drained from his face, then he sighed and stepped out of the way. "Well, come in. Jake'll be out for a while yet, but Pat and I can talk to you." "Any particular reason he can't talk?" Ulysses managed to not sound accusing, just barely. "Sixteen ounces of pure Tarsh a few hours ago." The Cheetah shrugged as Pakitra came out of the bedroom, her silver-white fur in stark contrast to her grim expression and black sweats. "Gunshot couldn't wake that Kat up right now." "You called?" Her growl was clearly angry. "No, and if I had Uly wouldn't be the one here." He snapped back, took a deep breath and continued. "We're Homicide, Pat. Jeremy's dead, same as Samantha." "Exactly the same." Ulysses added as she turned a questioning gaze towards him. "Same shooter?" Ulysses nodded a little reluctantly. "Most likely. What happened with Jake last night?" "He was beaten and raped, and there will not be a report filed." She supplied sharply. "The security tape will give you enough details on that." She softened. "You're sure it's Jeremy?" "Yes, ma'am." Ulysses nodded. "Fingerprint match." "Damnit," she closed her eyes and shook her head softly. "Okay .... gods I'm glad I have a good alibi." She stilled and shifted her gaze between the partners, considering. "Do you have any suspects? Besides those in this apartment, that is." "Umm," Ulysses shifted uncomfortably. "We're..." Pakitra waved him off. "Not like you can do anything to him, but my money's on Jason Dyne when all is said an done. The shooter is irrelevant. He's behind it." "Your father?" Tydin slowly pulled her into a still embrace. "Yah. He's up to something." She dropped her head to his chest and sighed. "I know his values, and methods." She looked up at Ulysses. "And no, there is no way in hell I'll testify against him." "Is there anything else you can tell me?" Ulysses willingly tried to end the interview early, heavily disturbed already. "Yes," her blue eyes went hard. "Get the bastard. Your partner's life may depend on it, and Sam and Rem were good people." -- End: Live and Learn 017 ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@TransFur.com http://www.gatekat.net/Rauhnee/index.html ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 285 Date: 16 Aug 2000 11:13:52 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There is 1 message in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. OT: DeathFic List From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 01:47:10 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: OT: DeathFic List Not mine, but one I play on that needs some of you lovely writers and readers I know are as warped as I am and more :) An All Fandoms and Original Fic list for Het, Gen and especially Slash stories that contain or center around major (to the fandom or story) character death. http://www.egroups.com/group/DeathFic or a blank message to DeathFic-subscribe@egroups.com I hope to see some of you there and some serious angst and love. -- Rauhnee ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 286 Date: 17 Aug 2000 10:51:00 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There are 8 messages in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Some adult Swat Kat art I drew From: Priest 2. The second adult Swat Kat fan art picture I drew From: Priest 3. Re: Some adult Swat Kat art I drew From: Jerok Furlson 4. Re: Some adult Swat Kat art I drew gets painted From: Priest 5. OT: RapeFantacyFic List From: Rauhnee Ranshanka 6. Re: Some adult Swat Kat art I drew From: Rauhnee Ranshanka 7. Re: The second adult Swat Kat fan art picture I drew From: Rauhnee Ranshanka 8. Random note From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 21:46:04 -0400 From: Priest Subject: Some adult Swat Kat art I drew Hello out there, I drew some Swat Kat adult fan art that I am attaching to this message. Tell me what you think about it (that's the only way to learn!) Priest22 [This message contained attachments] ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 2 Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 21:49:40 -0400 From: Priest Subject: The second adult Swat Kat fan art picture I drew And here is the second one. I like Callie :) Priest22 [This message contained attachments] ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 3 Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 19:04:55 -0700 From: Jerok Furlson Subject: Re: Some adult Swat Kat art I drew Priest wrote: > I drew some Swat Kat adult fan art > Tell me what you think about it I like it. It nice to see Ann, and her sense of humor. About the only thing not quite right I can see about it is the tail, it doesn't look quite full enough. Would you mind if I tried my hand at coloring it? -- Jerok Furlson, Listdad to FurLONG http://users.transfur.com/jerok/index.html I was your knight in shining armor I was honor, I was rage But I was nothing, 'til you showed me My armor was a cage. ***************************************************************** ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 4 Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 22:50:36 -0400 From: Priest Subject: Re: Some adult Swat Kat art I drew gets painted Jerok Furlson wrote: > I like it. It nice to see Ann, and her sense of humor. About the > only thing not quite right I can see about it is the tail, it doesn't > look quite full enough. > > Would you mind if I tried my hand at coloring it? You? Color my sweet little Ann? I dunno... Well, if you promise to be gentle, I GUESS it would be alright. (make sure to upload the results to the group when your done!). Said in all sillyness, Priest22 ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 5 Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 20:35:17 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: OT: RapeFantacyFic List Not mine, but another one I play on that needs some more writers and readers I know are as warped as I am and more :) An All Fandoms and Original Fic list for Het, Gen and especially Slash stories that contain or center around physical rape, the results of a rape, rape fantasies and rape play (in the BDSM/ consensual sense). http://www.egroups.com/group/RapeFantasyFic or a blank message to RapeFantasyFic-subscribe@egroups.com -- Rauhnee ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 6 Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 20:44:19 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Re: Some adult Swat Kat art I drew Priest wrote: > Tell me what you think about it (that's the only way to learn!) This is cute, and fem art is a too rare commodity. There a story and a few thousand masturbation fantasies in here :) Can I include your work in the Adult Art Gallery when it goes up next month? Any chance of seeing some of Felina? Please? We also have coloring challenges here, and these two are very appropriate for them if you're willing. I'd like to give Ann a shot at coloring too. -- Rauhnee (*finally* feeling a little better and webhome expectant) ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 7 Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 20:45:59 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Re: The second adult Swat Kat fan art picture I drew Priest wrote: > And here is the second one. I like Callie :) I like her too ... but she's got extra fingers :) There's some very yummy possibilities here. -- Rauhnee ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 8 Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 20:50:46 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Random note We're at 104 members -- biggest SK list I know of :) Quiet lot, but it's nice to see so many. -- Rauhnee (way too short on sleep to be allowed online, but who's to stop me?) ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 287 Date: 18 Aug 2000 11:20:48 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There are 2 messages in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Re: Some adult Swat Kat art I drew gets colored even more From: Priest 2. OT: TransformationFic List From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Thu, 17 Aug 2000 07:58:07 -0400 From: Priest Subject: Re: Some adult Swat Kat art I drew gets colored even more Rauhnee Ranshanka wrote: > Priest wrote: > > Tell me what you think about it (that's the only way to learn!) > > This is cute, and fem art is a too rare commodity. There a story > and a few thousand masturbation fantasies in here :) Can I > include your work in the Adult Art Gallery when it goes up next > month? > > Any chance of seeing some of Felina? Please? > > We also have coloring challenges here, and these two are very > appropriate for them if you're willing. I'd like to give Ann a > shot at coloring too. First I will need a picture of Felina. Any old pic from the show should do. THEN I will tell you my answer about drawing her >:) ...And you want to color her too?! Well, only if you think you can do a great job! Priest22 ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 2 Date: Fri, 18 Aug 2000 01:08:24 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: OT: TransformationFic List *grins* Yah, I'm playing with PEJA again. Like to discuss, read or write stories where a major change/ transformation happens to one or more of the primary characters? Someone turned into a Vamp? Immortal? Different gender? Wake up to find out they're a Were or suddenly in another body somehow? Their past catches up and informs everyone they aren't what they say they are to put things mildly? Anything that completely denies the option of looking at that person and the world the same again. If you do, come play at ImmortalTransformationFic, a Gen/ Het/ Slash adult friendly list heavily focused on slash. http://www.egroups.com/group/ImmortalTransformationFic or by e-mail ImmortalTransformationFic-subscribe@egroups.com -- Rauhnee (last one tonight, promise) ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 288 Date: 22 Aug 2000 10:58:34 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There are 2 messages in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Apotheosis Lost From: Vorex 2. Reading A Story From: Kenny_K@att.net ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2000 21:59:48 +1000 From: Vorex Subject: Apotheosis Lost Longest SADFAD installment yet! Not a surprise really, since it brings one of the major threads to a close. Jake and Chance face the Undead killer in it's lair, as the fate of the city hangs in the balance. Sounds awfully melodramatic doesn't it? : ) Vorex [This message contained attachments] ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 2 Date: Tue, 22 Aug 2000 04:42:55 -0000 From: Kenny_K@att.net Subject: Reading A Story I don't know about the rest of you, but I can never read any of the DOC files that are passed through this mail-list! I don't have a real word processor program, and I don't have the money to buy one now (ugh!). I really want to read Vortex's latest installment, but I need it in a file formate my computer can read! The best I can read is Word For Windows 6.0. Word Pad can read that. So, Vortex, if you could send me your story in that file format, I'd be very greatful. Thanks. Now I know why all archives reject DOC files. Text and HTML are more readable. *shrugs* Oh well... - Kenny K Paz. ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 289 Date: 23 Aug 2000 11:13:45 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com --------------------------------------------------------------------- FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There are 2 messages in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. Pictures From: Priest 2. Re: Pictures From: STATIC NINJA ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2000 15:37:41 -0400 From: Priest Subject: Pictures Hello again, I was wondering what happened to you two, you were so enthusiastic about coloring those two pictures? On a different note, I was wondering how many of you other members out there have a small collection of Swat Kat adult art? I would like to encourage you to upload just a picture or two of your collection (just to give us all something nice in the email, and to liven up the group.) I also still need that reference picture of Felina in order to draw her since I can't remember exactly how she looks. Rauhnee: If you want her, your going to have to help me out a bit :) I wouldn't mind drawing her at all. Priest22 out ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 2 Date: Tue, 22 Aug 2000 08:07:20 -0700 (PDT) From: STATIC NINJA Subject: Re: Pictures im sending a pick of t-bone and one of felena--- Priest wrote:> Hello again,> I was wondering what happened to you two, you> were so enthusiastic> about coloring those two pictures?> > On a different note, I was wondering how many of you> other members out> there have a small collection of Swat Kat adult art?> I would like to> encourage you to upload just a picture or two of> your collection (just> to give us all something nice in the email, and to> liven up the group.)> > I also still need that reference picture of Felina> in order to draw her> since I can't remember exactly how she looks.> Rauhnee: If you want her, your going to have to> help me out a bit :) I> wouldn't mind drawing her at all.> > Priest22 out> > MAKE MONEY AT LEAST $20 AN HOUR click this linkhttp://www.bepaid.com/users.rhtml?REFID=10455631FURRY CODE: http://www.claws-and-paws.com/furry/Ross_Smith/furcode.shtmlAngel:FCXp4acrsA-C*D+H++MP++R+T+++WSm+ALUa18c++++nde-fh*i++j++psm+CAT CODE: http://www.microserve.net/~dave/catcodes.htmlRaign:AB G B 1Y+++L W-C-I+++T+++A+E+++H+S++V++F-Q+++P+B+PA PL+DRAGON CODE: http://www.ecis.com/~ddragon/oldcode.htmlRaign:DC.? 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Topics in this digest: 1. Challenge (because I need some vengence humor to laugh at) From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Mon, 28 Aug 2000 14:57:27 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: Challenge (because I need some vengence humor to laugh at) Challenge: For The Title Bad Guy of All the Universes Type: Humor (preferably demented -- yes I'm actualy asking for humor), Crossover Premise: All the bad guys have gathered together to see just what group is the baddest off them all. OC's are fine. This round gives them the challenge of 'how inventive can you be with common household products used in torture'. The definition of 'household product' is probably under hot debate. The subject of the demonstrations is a webprovider salesman. One or more judges. ---------- Original idea by Mz Lizzy, pass around and tweaked with permission. -- Rauhnee ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Subject: [SWATKats_Adult] Digest Number 291 Date: 31 Aug 2000 11:25:46 -0000 From: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com To: SWATKats_Adult@egroups.com -------------------------- eGroups Sponsor -------------------------~-~> GET A NEXTCARD VISA, in 30 seconds! Get rates of 2.9% Intro or 9.9% Ongoing APR* and no annual fee! Apply NOW! http://click.egroups.com/1/7872/0/_/450810/_/967721146/ ---------------------------------------------------------------------_-> FAQ/ Rules: http://www.gatekat.net/Lists/SWATKats/index.html MKC BlackNet: http://www.gatekat.net/BlackNet/index.html The Galleries: http://www.gatekat.net/Galleries/index.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------ There are 2 messages in this issue. Topics in this digest: 1. FIC: Morality's Choice.0/1 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka 2. FIC: Morality's Choice.1/1 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 1 Date: Wed, 30 Aug 2000 14:41:46 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: FIC: Morality's Choice.0/1 Title: Morality's Choice Series: None. Don't you dare ask for one. Date: August 27, 2000 Author: Rauhnee Ranshanka Email: GateKat@Home.com Fandom: SWAT Kats/ World of Darkness Rules Parings: Jake Clawson/ Chance Furlong Rating: NC-17 Codes: Slash (M/M), Established Relationships, Cross Species Relationship, Weres, Probable AU, Crossover Status: New. Finished. Ack. Website: None at this Time *gurr* Archive: Yes to: BlackNet, CKoS, FurLONG, haven-of-fic, HiddenTruths, RedRoom, SmutFic, TheRestIsSilence, TranformationFic, Witnesslist, WWOMB All Others: Just let me know where. Spoilers: None Summary: Jake has put an odd condition on their engagement, Chance has to watch him do something ... special. If he's still in the room and willing when it's done, they can get married. Disclaimers: Not mine, but TPTB weren't letting them play. Notes: This is not my typical type of story. No dialog, spoken or otherwise (I think), only lasts a moment, it's more a scene than anything. I'm trying to work on using descriptions. ~yuk~ For HiddenTruths Challenge #7: Silence: A story with no dialogue. That's nothing spoken, no telepathy, no chat room ... no form of direct person to person communication. A nod to the Fur Writers list and tigerkat. You guys know why. And thanks to my ever-faithful beta, Calcasieu. -- End: Morality's Choice ... 0/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@Home.com ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Message: 2 Date: Wed, 30 Aug 2000 14:44:29 -0700 From: Rauhnee Ranshanka Subject: FIC: Morality's Choice.1/1 . Morality's Choice by Rauhnee Ranshanka ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Jake closed his eyes, both to assist concentrating and so he wouldn't have to see his mate's reaction right away. He knew what heat flared in those eyes as he quickly stripped and prayed it would be there in another five minutes. So many things could go wrong. Too many. Too much at risk to be doing this, but Chance deserved the truth if he was going to commit to a marriage. Why couldn't the damn Kat know his own heritage? This could be unnecessary. Well, no, _this_ was necessary. The fear of him freaking as the Veil lifted wouldn't be there if he knew Chance was Kin, or the impossibility of committing to him that completely could be known without risking this if he wasn't. He refused to give voice to the worst case scenario, even in the depths of his mind, despite being prepared to go through with it if he had to. He felt the breath he was holding slip out and relaxed as the slow, tingling warmth crept through his body with the huge dose of endorphins to dull the pain. From the base of his skull it crackled down his spine, finding his balls before radiating around his ribs. He knew he groaned as his arms legs were wrapped in the invigorating pulses of pure energy as it reached up and out to embrace his head. His nose flared as scents sharpened, subtleties he'd not known in so long they'd nearly gone forgotten rushed in from far and near. It was his mate's arousal that nearly broke his resolve, though. So close, so willing and hot it burned through his entire body with a matching need. Then the complex scent underneath that arousal made it to his consciousness, reminding him why he was doing this. Imprinting in his mind the true scent of his Chance, bringing the old sadness that he couldn't live like this to the surface as well. That he had accepted the pale knowledge of his mate for so long. So many little elements telling much to those that knew how to interpret it. The muskiness of a strong, healthy male in his prime. The odd, nearly citrusy note marking him as a simple Kat, one of the multitude that had long since lost their knowledge of their bestial origins to cross-breading. Then a deep, sharp spice, nearly undetectable, that spoke of a long distant connection to the Kahn, the Tigers. Not enough to mark him as Kin or Kine, but the tabby had a claim to real breeding still. There was the expected, bizarre tint that had no comparison marking him as a willing mate to male or female, along with an extra edge that made Jake smile. One that spoke stronger than any words could that this Kat was taken. The almost lime-like tang of his pre-come brought distraction again for a moment. His mate was calm, curious, aroused, only a little tired. Either oblivious to what he was about to see, or used to it in a way Jake was sure he would never understand even if he lived long enough to become an Elder. It was unsettling to watch another shift, even his lovers he'd turned away from, or asked them to be in whatever form they would be using when he saw them first. Then the overlay, the foreign elements from his life were noted easily. Sweat, soaked in adrenaline and fear from their recent patrol. Worn cotton, dye, leather, brass and plastic of his clothes. Faint amounts of motor oil, mechanical grease, aloe-oatmeal parasite repentant soap, metal and the other Kats and Kantin they'd come in contact with that day. Feral and Felina. Callie, Dark Kat, Creeplings and a dozen without a name to them. Traces of the sandwich he'd eaten for lunch completed the major pieces. They all mingled together with that unique tingle that had no name, forming a single entity that could be no other to this sharp nose. Chance Furlong. A scent that was also a taste. Memory supplied what smell could not. The sharp, bitter-sweet, addictive flavor of the other Kat's come finally broke his willingness to continue. He couldn't let what was quite possibly the last time he'd know that arousal directed at him go, and forced the majority of physical manifestations to halt while letting his senses run and opened his eyes. Facing him from their bed ... it nearly broke Jake's heart to see that much trust in liquidy, nearly amber eyes. Trust, curiosity. No fear. Did Chance even know fear like that? Caution of your mate, your partner. Such innocence in eyes that had seen more than anyone should. Still so innocent somehow. An innocence that would be stripped from them a little more before the night was over. He felt the hungry smile on his muzzle at the display the rest of the familiar body made to sharpened eyes. Familiar thick stripes took on a rich texture as the minor variations in their chocolate fur became evident, highlighting muscle and slight movement. The plain mustard-gold pelt turned into a hundred shades, hinting at that long lost Kahn heritage with complex swirls and stripes following strong musculature and broad features. But the pulse of blood from that strong, true heart between his love's legs held his attention fast, blocking out much beyond the two of them and that vibrant call. A single finger across his lips silenced the tabby as Jake knelt on the dusty wood floor, leaning forward to run his tongue up that coarsely barbed, arched shaft. From the base his thick balls where he could feel the tubes ready to pump semen out, along the throbbing, hot shaft itself concealed in it's furry sheath to bare flesh all the way to the tapering point, teasing barb-hairs on the way. Closing his eyes again to saver the feel of them catching on the course hairs on his tongue. He looked up as the hips before him scooted forward, close to the edge of the bed so he wouldn't have to stretch. A big hand cupped his cheek, searingly hot as fur brushed fur to the skin, silk against silk, and groaned into the open mouth that claimed him. Hot, wet, slick. The scent of his mate concentrated and exploding across his tongue brought him hard in an instant. Smooth, hard, sharp teeth of a predator long gone met his advances. A tongue rough as his own probed every recess, striking, teasing, daring and compliant all at once. It was too much as Jake pulled away, catching his mate's eyes before he dropped his head and wrapped both arms around wide, strong hips as Chance leaned back, bracing on his forearms and chuckled lightly. Dear gods, such trust this Kat had in him. He brushed his cheek against firm, musky flesh once, savoring the contradictory sensations through his fur of hard flesh, soft skin, strong barb-hairs and wet pre-come. He knew as the thin tip pass his lips that this would be quick for both of them. By the time that hard shaft entered his throat he was fighting his balls as they tightened and the trembling of his own cock. He remembered too late how and _why_ to tone down his senses for sex as everything _Chance_ flooded in. The tapering thickness moving in and out of his mouth and throat. The smell, a deep, sweaty intensity of what carried through the air as he buried his nose against ab and sheath. The hard barb hairs tickling every exposed inch of skin they found as Chance slid out. The fire behind his eyes went white, intolerable as the first drops of come hit his tongue. Instinct forced his head up with a scream as his own fluids splattered the underside of the mattress, nerves and mind on complete overload. His own rasping breath was the first thing that made it though the self-imposed blackout. Then the concern deeply integrated in his mate's scent, and the sort of distant warmth of the bigger Kat wrapped around him. With a shudder he felt to his core Jake pulled himself out of that terribly comfortable place, scenes still intentionally dull as he forced shaky legs to cooperate, placing him back in the center of the room and tried again under Chance's now worried gaze. Still he's silent as death herself, so trusting. Once again adrenaline, endorphins and a dozen other natural chemicals flowed through his body on command, but he barely felt it. Willing his sense of touch down even further to compensate. The pain of the shift he knew he could stand, but what was the point? The remainder of the changes came easily after this many years. Easier still with the detached fascination he could muster as he was; sated, drugged up and nerve-dulled. First came some the extra bulk. Muscles, skin, and sinew stretching to accommodate the bone growth that hit a moment later. Smooth and cleanly he balanced on his toes as they expanded first to give him firm footing. Foot and calf came next. Stretching, completing the shift in his center of gravity. A small part of his mind was still fascinated at how everything always grew at the same rate on both sides of his body, making the process so much easier on him than it had to be. He closed his eyes tightly against the distortion about to come as Chance watched him in bewildered-fascination, but no fear. The only part that always hurt came quickly as his spine doubled its length, dragging all his organs out of place with it. Heart, lungs, stomach all expanded rapidly to suit the new size, though the rest did not. He let out a gasp from the bottom of those lungs as they demanded a breath or they'd collapse. He barely noticed the shift in his arms as the obvious physical changes hit his face. His already strong muzzle lengthened and strengthened, giving it true credence as a weapon feared by all. Muscle, bone and flesh grew too heavy for a moment as his neck strained to catch up with the new demand. He intentionally blanked out the rest, desperately preparing for that worse case, that small possibility that he'd have a fight on his hands. He knew instantly when the transformation settled, even though he'd been ignoring it, and opened his eyes to witness their fate. He blinked twice and pushed all his senses to their max before believing what they first told him. The tabby, now the smaller of the pair, lay were he'd been left, eyes open and soaking in this new look with open fascination and _still_ no fear. Jake followed his mate's gaze to were it had settled and had to chuckle at the hungry look flicking to life in those golden eyes. Damn Kat took it better than he did most of the time. -- End: Morality's Choice ... 1/1 by Rauhnee Ranshanka GateKat@Home.com ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________