TWO DAYS LATER
Night crept, and the sky darkened, the stars glittering in their place and the moon shone offering it light to anyone whom welcomed it, and that was certainly Blastus.
Blastus was running throughout the forest searching desperately for a way out, he being pursued by what he recognised as a wolf. Reaching one of the trees he thought climbable he climbed up one in record time, and he chanced a glance behind and saw that the wolf was snapping at his heels, its amber eyes staring hungrily at him. Clinging onto the tree as if it were life itself, he scrambled further up the tree to make sure he was safe, then looking back he saw the wolf sat there in the exact same spot, waiting patiently, it eyes never straying from his and it began to snap, growl and howl at him. Blastus stayed in his position in the tree and dared not looked down, being scared that the wolf was drawing closer to him every time he stared at the wolf. He hadn't been in the tree long with the wolf continuous howls yapping at him, then suddenly it howls turned into a yelp and Blastus looked down to see what was the cause.
Down below on the ground two young cubs a bit older than Blastus were facing off the wolf.
Blastus scanned both of them, the first and probably oldest of the two had a light orange tanned fur, with blonde hair and by Blastus reckoning looked about eleven years old.
The second one Blastus noticed had a strong build, dark brown fur and hair and looked about seven years old. Slowly descending down the tree, occasionally slipping, his paws clammy with sweaty, not allowing him to have such a good grip on the branches.
His eyes never strayed from the scene of the wolf and the two young cubs before him and his continued to climb down then stopped when he was neared the ground. He could still see the wolf before the two young cubs but to Blastus he seemed astonished and stunned when the wolf observed them again, sniffed and left.
Once Blastus was sure that the wolf had left he then turned to the other two and noticed them staring at him. He stood there unsure of what to do, when the oldest of the two stood forward and introduced himself as Plucki, and the other Gumlittle. Blastus replied telling him his name, then asked as best as he could since his English was very limited where they were going which they replied as Gummadoon.
The three then set up a camp for the night as they began to talk and discuss several things, and agreed that the three would travel together to Gummadoon.
Plucki and Gumlittle found out that Blastus was French and knew that his English was very limited but still it was fun that they could learn something from one another.
Hours flew by and three turned in, all except Blastus who laid awake in his bed, staring up at the sky. He was happy now that he had found Plucki ...More Cartoon Sex Stories...
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