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A hand above the water... (skating_babe/Mischa Rifka)

skating_babe

Super-Earth
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Feb 6, 2009
A loud thump, thump, WHAM! echoed through the woods. A pack of wolves had been hunting near the crash site and several of the creatures looked up as they heard an echoing ripple of bubbles come up, nonw much liked water but it was Nishka, the alpha male who headed into the water, swimming out proudly to snag the back of the creature's clothing, dragging it out to the side of the lake, leaving it there and howling, nuzzling the woman onto one side, seemingly searching to roll her into a recovery position.

Albie and Jacksi stood close by and more came to appear on the edge of the group, Willie and the rest hanging back with Albie and Jacksi as Nishka nuzzled the woman again, seemingly struggling to control some kind of worry, the blue eyes widening as the woman seemed to spurt water, the yip of surprise was enough to gain howling laughter from the rest of the pack, Nishka yipping again as the woman seemed to stir some, nuzzling her cheek softly, questioningly. Later he'd probably try to convince her to be their den mate, their sexual release toy, but until then he was gentle and fair.
 
Mischa coughed up a little more water before struggling into a seated position. As she did a sharp bolt of pain slammed through her leg. A quick memory flashed through her mind as she recalled the previous night. She had been tracking a specific pack. And against her boss's orders, Mischa went out with a bad forecast and alone. She'd gotten caught in the storm and slipped near the river bend. She must have twisted her ankle on the way down.

Coughing up a bit more water, she was finally able to force herself to sit up straight and look around. It was then that Mischa realized she was surrounded by the very pack she had been watching. At first a sudden fear racked through her body. But then, she saw the worry in the leader's eyes and realized it was them that had saved her. Reaching a trembling hand toward the alpha male she smiled warmly.

"H...hi, little guy....", she murmured in a hoarse, yet gentle tone.
 
Nishka gave a softly purring 'grrl' sound to clam her, gently butting her hand with his nose as he moved closer, nuzzling her hand softly, giving her a chance to get to know him before he let the pack approach, he was certainly interested in her but he'd take his time, nuzzling her hand again softly he backed enough to signal his pack closer, the pack seeming to line up to meet her, Nishka stepping toward her again and licking her cheek softly, seemingly accepting her. His eyes remained kinder than most wolves ever could be, then again Nishka had been released into the wild at an relatively old age and had seen humans before.

She seemed stunned and shaken and Nishka barked forward wolf after wolf, each nuzzling her hand then licking her cheek until they had all passed her and headed back to the base they held, Nishka nuzzling her hand and resting his muzzle against her arm, seemingly telling her to take hold so he could drag her to the safer area, protect her from the other wild dogs and wolves around.
 
Mischa smiled as each wolf took it's turn. With a giggle each time, she made sure to scratch their necks warmly. She found this to be surprisngly organized for most packs. She knew this one was special. And that was why she'd tried so hard to keep up. Noticing the kindness in Niska's eyes she scratched his ears softly until she realized that he was attempting to help her away from the water.

"Okay. Be careful with me.", she requested lightly before putting her arm around the wolf's neck and putting all her weight on the kind animal.
 
Nishka gave a small yap of agreement, gently nipping her sleeve as he began to walk, steadily but carefully dragging her with him as he walked, softly nuzzling her hand as he stopped, having dragged her into the pack den and settled her in the warmest corner of the cave, curling into her lap and resting his muzzle there to comfort her as he watched the other wolves leave, they'd come back once she was ready to let them play.

He still didn't talk, well not in human words but his eyes and small snuffling yip and yaps told her he was glad to see her and have her there, his muzzle nestling closer and closer to her crotch, his nose finally resting tightly against it, seeming to nestle closer, seeking her agreement.
 
Karen grunted gently and attempted to help Nishka toward the cave best she could. She was out of breath by the time they got to the cave and she passed out immediately. Awaking finally she noticed the kind whimpers coming from Nishka as it nuzzled closer to her. The warmth caused a small tingle run through her body. Smiling she began rubbing Nishka's head, diverting her attention from the tingle to the different grunts that Nishka made in an attempt to understand what they meant. She tried her best to study the wolf's mannerisms and remember them.

"You're such a kind little guy aren't you? You sure make me feel welcome.", she spoke softly, her voice scratchy.
 
As she spoke he butted her hand softly, much as a cat would, or a dog. He was determined to make her happy and indulge her as best he could. When she had passed out he'd stayed with her as long as possible, refusing to let her stay alone and hurt, his soft whimpers came gentler now, his muzzle resting in her lap still, his attentions not stopping as his tongue stole out to lick against her thigh, to try and tempt her out of her clothing.
 
Karen noticed the wolf licking at her legs and realized how wet she was. He must not want her to catch a cold. Her logic was a little off, but she was slowly and carefully removing her clothing. She stripped down to her underwear and hung her clothes loosely on a nearby rock formation. She began rubbing her leg softly when she noticed Nishka staring and her strangely. She reached over and scratched under his neck gently to console him. He almost seemed sad... or maybe it was something else.
"What is it, boy?", she inquired gently.
 
As she skritched at him he huffed softly, thankfully. She was slim and tall, pretty in a very human way. Thankfully she had yet to actually figure out his reasons for wanting her nearly naked, although her underwear would get in the way a little, still he'd let her think he was fine with that, let her think he was simply guarding her. As she spoke he gave her a direct look, blinking at her as if he understood, which he did a little, after another small puse he gently licked her thigh, seemingly questioning if she was badly hurt.
 
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