Katerina knew from experience that these situations where a boyfriend or girlfriend or spouse came to visit someone in the Warren seldom ended well. Sometimes couples entered the Warren together and had a great time, but when one had gone through the rabbit experience and one hadn't, it could be kind of hard to explain. And of course Terry, although a dear, sweet girl, had a bit of a one-track mind even for a rabbit-girl--the joke around the Warren was that to find Terry, one just had to follow the trail of exhausted bucks. Perhaps it was an overreaction to the horrible trauma she had faced from that nasty wolf.
Well, at any rate it was time to introduce Wally to Terry. The buck rabbit was obviously a bit stunned at Terry's blissed-out, post-coital--or was it pre-coital"--expression. "Terry?" he asked.
"Mmmmmmmmm. . .always happy to meet a new buck" responded the rabbit girl, moving in to put her paws against Wally's chest.
"Terry? It's me, Wendy. You know, your girlfriend, from the outside? I thought I'd try a male body, you know just kind of for laughs. Going by Wally, now." Whatever Terry was doing to his freshly acquired penis was feeling very good.
"So you're male now, that's great." Terry answered. "So what are we waiting around for?" She pulled the buck rabbit down on top of her, and Wally felt the urgings of his male animal nature. He could get all this straightened out afterwards.
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Why was Vinny grinning like that? thought Chad. I thought we were friends!
Vinny leaned in close. "You are going to be such a cute little doe. I think I should get first pick as the one who arranged all this, don't you? Really looking forward to teaching you how to serve a real stag."
OK, that's it. Chad thought. "Take you all on with one antler!" He yelled. "This stag is still in the tournament!"
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Goldie saw that the stag hadn't been seriously hurt by the loss of his antler, and returned to the outskirts of the tournament and her pondering of her role in the pack. Could it be that Sam, and maybe the other new huskies, didn't know what a terrible person she was? Or did they appreciate that she was at least trying not to be a bad person anymore? And what was that feeling she had, the feeling that wasn't shame or guilt, or even the desire to be a good husky, when Sam had licked her nose? And what was that funny tingly sensation that had run over her body? Maybe she should get to know Sam better, see if she could figure out how he was making her feel.
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OK, come to papa Zack, thought Zack, following the trail of the wolverine.
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But what can I do?, thought Harry. When this tournament is over, the winning stags are going to lead the losers to the transformation rooms. Can I attack guests? Can I disobey a direct order from management? Am I as strong as Naomi?
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Third report:
Examination of the computer of Jack Jones following unauthorized entry reveals long-term communication with repressive governments interested in a program for transforming political dissidents and criminals into "loyal pack huskies" as well as "exotic concubines." No deal has yet been concluded, and it is unclear the extent to which Jones is acting on his own or with the cooperation of senior management figures.
Harry knew that he had to do something.