The trap has been sprung. (Closed for snow shy kitty1)

Tal'Doray Jaquez, actually, Jaquez was his first name, but he prefered his family name in that place of honor, in the front, was out, busy checking his traps for animals. Only a few miles up in the frozen mountains, he made quite the killing on the furs he sold to the tribes that lived there, in various trades. Sometimes meat, jewels mind from the rock, crafted items the women made their robust men. What he couldn't use, he took to market down in the civilized cities to the south. He was a man of means and he saw no reason to change his way of life. It was pretty easy, every few days he would check his traps for... whatever he might have caught and, with a prayer of thanks to the spirit of the animal for giving it's life to provide for him, he would give it a swift death, he was not so cruel as to leave a wilderness creature to suffer in his traps for long, in fact, that was why he had made them all one way traps, so that the animal wouldn't suffer in pain until he found them.

Today, though... up ahead, he found what looked at first to be a fox, with its bushy red tail and snowy whit tip, but... something was strange... the way it lay, curled up in its cage... it looked... humanoid? There were legends of such beings... but he had never believed them! He approached cautiously. Perhaps it was just some fool child, playing a prank on him? Wearing a fox tail hat? This couldn't be real, could it?

"Hello there..." he called out. "Did you get yourself stuck in that cage?" He asked from a distance, just in case whoever it was was easily startled and had a weapon on them. Lots of skittish, strange folk in the world, it was better to be weary than dead. God, what if it were one of those crazy anti trapper? Trying to make some sort of statement?

The figure in the cage jumped, or rather, moved a few inches in the space, with shock, turning its head to him. It's head was human-like, but it had a short muzzle on it, reddish-orange fur covering it with white on the cheeks, its whole body covered in reddish-oerange fur, with white on the chest and black on its paws. No, not paws... hands and feet. It was indeed human-like, save the distinct animal traits, and on its chest, rather shockingly, were two curved mounds, breasts. It was a female. A female... fox furry. She was stuck in the cage, but her left ankle was caught in the door, a bit of dried blood visible on the metal, meaning she was hurt.

Tal'Doray was stunned, it was humanoid! With large, innocent eyes, the kind that tugged at the heart. A female too! His eyes went wide at the sight of her full, round breasts! But she was all covered in fur, just like a fox! She was clearly not wearing a skin, that was all her! His eyes tracked down her slender body to fix on hef snkle, stuck in the closed hatch! "Oh... Oh you poor thing... you got hurt..."

he went to his knees and instantly released the hatch, throwing it back open. "Here now, let me look at that ankle..." he slowly reached out to cradle her foot in his hands as tenderly and as gently as he might hold a baby chick, newly hatched. "It doesn't appear to be broken , but you've done yourself smell damage here, struggling... ouch... this will need cleaning to keep it from infecting... You shouldn't have tried plulling it free, that's why it's cut up so bad..." he shook his head in disapproval. "This trap wasn't meant to hurt you, it wasn't even meant for a creature like you in the first place... how did you get caught in it? Didn't you know what would happen to you? Foolish child..."

He sat back on his knees and rubbed his bare hands on his pant legs to warm them up. "Do you even understand me? Can you speak? Where did you come from? How did you even get here?" There were so many questions, but this was not the place to ask them, or have them answered, if she even could answer. He put a hand up to stop her from saying anything. "Hold that thought, you need warmth, shelter, perhaps some food? Will you let me carry you to my home? Where I can take better care of you? That fur can't keep out the cold for long, can it? Even if it can, I'm betting you would prefer a warm fire to curl up by than whatever you have been using as your...den? I suppose?"

It was apparent the fox furry was skittish, cause when he first approached her, she tried moving, clearly scared. She obviously had never seen a human before, and was terrified by him, but there was something in his voice that seemed to calm her, and though she could understand him a little, the sound of someplace warm seemed to comfort her. With slow and hesitant movements, show crawled out of the cage, her hurt foot raised a bit to keep from hurting it as she looked at him. In the open, her body was more exposed, and her breasts were rather large, with a thick tuft of fur around them, her body slim in an hourglass frame, and she must've been around 5'6" tall at the least, weighing probably 80-95 pounds. She had a look on her face that showed she was ok with him carrying her, but she bared her sharp teeth slightly, showing she would bite him if he tried hurting her.

"You look young, eighteen or nineteen I'd wager..." he was hopeful, it would be a shame if he had to keep his hands off of her for long. She really was a lovely looking creature and he was awful alone in his woodsy cabin, by himself. Perhaps she would be great full enough for his help in aiding her that she would be willing to lay with him. Only time would tell. "Yes, yes, I see, you clearly could hurt me with those things, I understand your language, more than you know, I only hope you can understand me when I say I mean you no harm." He responded to the flashing of her teeth.

He bent low and gently hoisted her up in his strong, woodsmanly arms. "It's a bit of a walk back, any assistance you can give me in carrying you would be appreciated, go ahead and put your arms around my neck, please. You're light enough but in a mile or two, even one as slight a figure as you can become a bit much to carry. And no, I'm not going to let you walk on that so foot, so don't even think about playing the martyr and trying to get down, okay?" He wax a bit gruff and matter of fact about his capabilities and limitations, but he was kind at heart. He just hoped she could sense that in him.

With just a little help from her after the first two miles, he got them back to his cabin in the woods. "Do me a favor and fish the key out of my right pocket, use it on the door, please?" He instructed her, sweating and drawing deep, steady breaths to keep himself full of vigor, fending off the growing muscle fatigue that was slowly creeping through his arms and down his back. He wax hiding it well behind his full beard and ruddy red cheeks.

He asked her to turn the knob on the door as well in another puff of breath and nudged it open with his hip, sweeping her into his room and gently laying her on his bed, taking a seat next to hef to catch his breath. "Made... it." He sighed, lifting one boot with a low groan. He felt the tenderness of a blister on his foot and hid a wince behind a twinkling eyed laugh of triumph. He wasn't about to show this fox girl any weakness, he wanted her to think him strong and capable. For some reason he wanted her to be proud of him.

The fox girl was rather impressed by his strength and resiliance, the smaller girl able to sense his resolve even when she noticed he was hurting slightly, but she didn't let on that she knew. She had seen his behaviour before, in wolves too proud to know when their beat and wild bears who never stopped a fight when severely hurt. Growing in the forest, she noticed this man displayed the same behaviour a wolf or bear would, and was rather impressed by it.
However, she was istracted by the faint scent of something familiar in the house, but she didn't know what. She was brought out of her confusion by a sharp pain in her ankle as the torn flesh stretched, and she let out a yowl of pain, her ears flattened down and her bushy tail curling between her legs. She was really feeling pain now, cause the cold outside had numbed it some, but now it was hitting her with full force.

Jaquez nearly jumped out of his skin as the poor girl yow led in pain. He sprung yo his feet and rushed over to a small cabinet, pulling out a piece of bark and a pouch of powder. He rushed back over to her, breaking the piece of bark into a smaller, easily chewable peice."here, chew on this for a moment. It tastes awful and bitter, I know, but it will ease the pain, until I can make you some tea with this, it will have to do, it's the quickest way to sooth your discomfort..." he couldn't bare seeing her hurt so, he just couldnt. He trusted that she would do as he asked as he rushed off yo make her some tea with the powdered willow bark. At least that, he could sweeten up for her and make more tollerable to hef taste buds.

He came back to her, smiling uncertainly down at her as the cup of tea rattled on the saucer in his slightly shaking hand. It was hard not to admire her naked body, the only thing saving him from becoming fully aroused by her bareness was the fact that she covered her sex with her beautiful, bushy tail. "Here you are, I sugared it for you, so it won't be as bitter as the bark. Has it helped? I know... it tastes aweful... you can spit it out now, if you want..." he set her steaming tea down next to hef and offered the palm of his hand for her to spit the bark in.

There was a fire already going that he could throw the chewed on bit into to get rid of it. "So, now..." he slowly sat back down beside her in a chair, trying his best not to groan from his aching muscles and sore foot. "Mmmrumph!" He couldn't help making a sound though, immediately laughing it off as "creaky old bones". "Can you understand me, young lady? Or am I going to have to figure out how to speak your language?" He asked her, reaching out to pet her head.

The young vixen looked at the cup and tilted her head, her fur-covered hand extending out to grab it as she lifted it up to her muzzle, taking a sip of it. Her eyes widened as she yips and takes another drink, rather liking the taste of it, the vixen noticing the pain in her ankle going away slowly, and she couldn't help but look at the strange manwith a look in her eyes that said simply "thank you."

"My, that was a quizzical look if I ever saw one!" Jaguez chuckled softly, amused by the fox girls antics. "Sugar... yup, that's what you like. Sugar." He repeated, denoting the sweet taste that so pleased her taste buds. In response to her look of thankfulness he simply chuckled again and shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck. "You're welcome, young lady. I don't suppose you know a lick of english, I take it?" This was going to be a challenge, communicating with her. He could read her eyes and expressions pretty easily, but relating back to her was likely to be a bit more difficult. He would have be very careful with his tone of voice, most certainly.

"Ah well, if we are to teach you language, than its best we get started." He pointed down at the steaming liquid in her cup. "Tea." Then he showed her a bit of the bark he had left at the bed side. "Made from this, willow bark." He took a pinch of sugar and sprinkled it into her cup. "Sugar, makes it sweet, so you like it."

He followed up with tapping the side of her cup. "Cup, to hold your tea." Then he touched the saucer. "Plate, to catch spills and set the cup on." He sat back to let all of that sink in and waited to see if she cared to learn more. If any of what he said and did clicked for her, he hoped she would see to learn more on her own by handing him objects to name or pointing out the things she would like to learn. The only thing he added before waiting for her to act was to pat himself on the chest and say. "Jaquez... Tal'Doray Jaquez. That is me, my name. Do you... have a name?" He motioned his hand out toward her, seeking an answer.

The vixen's ears twitched as she tried to understand what he was saying, her tail wagging a bit between her legs, taking a sip of the tea as she seemed to understand what he said, and she bit her lower muzzle lip at his question, trying to find the words to speak, and finally, for the first time, she speaks. Her voice was halting, like she was speaking for the first time, but it didn't matter. Her voice was like honey to the ears, sweet to listen to, with the slightest animal growl in it, soft but noticeable, and the faintest hint of a shy nature undereath. "Name... Vixey."
She couldn't take her eyes of this man before her. He was, she had to admit, rather handsome in a way, even though he was a human. She shifted her hurt foot, the pain almost gone as she sipped the tea, feeling the liquid on her fur, her body feling warmer than it had in the cold weather outside.

She was adorable, the shy way she nibbled at her lower lip and flicked her ears. She was beginning to understand him, he thought. And then she spoke... her voice was the sweetest sound he had ever heard! It was so lovely, he drew a breath of surprise. "So, you can speak! Vixey... hello Vixey, a pleasure to meet you, I am thoroughly enchanted by you. Your voice... it flows like honey... tell me, do you sing?"

The flicking of her tail caught his eye and he glanced downward briefly. "We need to get you some clothes, you may not need them, but I sure will... otherwise, I'm afraid the sight of your nakedness will do... things to me... things best left unknown... if you know what I mean? You must certainly have a mate out there somewhere that you belong with... if I were to see you bare much longer, I fear what I might do to you..." his voice shook with lust as he tore his eyes away from her pretty, pink sex, trying not to imagine claiming it would feel like.

Young Vixey blushed at his openness with this, setting the tea down before scooting closer to him, turning so she was lying on her stomach, her elbows holding her up as her tail twitched behind her, and she tilted her head, speaking again, though with more words and almost complete sentences. "Why... not? I have... no mate. I am... last one. Others... killed." She seemed to be acting differently from the skittish vixen from earlier, but it might've just been the sugar. Though she moved closer to him, her breasts swaying in her fur, her eyes with a slight glint in them. It was only then a noticeable smell was coming off her, one that meant one thing: she was in heat.

"I... I had no idea... I am so sorry... you must be so lonely... I can relate, I have no... mate either..." he did a double take at her forwardness over letting him mate with her. "You would... let me? Lay with you?" It was more than he could have hoped for! Her willingness was a powerful aphrodisiac. "Are you sure? I mean, if I took you, it wouldn't be just because you're in heat, would it? What if you were wrong and there was still a male of your kind out there somewhere? Wouldn't you want to find him to save your kind? If you mate with me, wouldn't you be mated for life?" He was eager to take her, but he wanted to give her one last chance to reconsider her offer, just in case there was any uncertainty in her heart about letting him inside her.

Vixey crawled closer towards him, swaying her body rather seductively as the vixen nodded, her tail wagging a bit, looking like a truevfox lusting after a mate she wanted. She couldn't explain it herself, but by him saving her, she already felt like they were bonded, so why not make it official? The vixen was basically in his face at this point, her short muzzle just inches from him as she looked at him, the reddish-orange fox tilting her head somewhat.

Jaquez lip twitched ever so slightly as she drew near to him and he breathed in a lung full of her alluring scent. In an instsnt, he gave in to his lusts, burning deep in his heart for her. He pressed his lips to hers, firmly, commanding as he slipped one hand down her back, and the other grasping her right breast, filling his palm perfectly. He stood up with a growl, bringing her up onto her kness, then slowly, back onto her back. He laid her flat and reached down to explore the lucious heat and moisture that was forming between her legs. One last though of warning passed through his mind before moved atop her, to plunge his hardening manhood within her.

"Huh.... huh... huh..." he puffed out catching his breath. "One last question, little Vixey... have you ever mated before? I don't want to cause you pain. If you haven't, I will be much more gentle with you, okay?"

Young Vixey also panted, her body feeling warm under him as she lay there with her legs spreading, her dripping pussy needy and wanting, and she looked at him with lustful eyes, nodding slightly to answer his question, confirming she was still a virgin. The vixen was eager to have him inside her, her tail wagging under her as her ears perked up, panting as her fur seemed to shine from an inner beauty.

"You understand that this will hurt at first, don't you, my little Vixey?" He couldn't help but strip and immediately start rubbing himself against that gloriously glistening slit of hers! "You must be in heat..." he growled as he noticed how terribly eager she seemed. "That won't dull the pain though..." he warned through clenched teeth as he nestled the head of his penis between those warm, wet lips of hers. "Just... one... thrust... okay, pet? Then I won't move until you tell me to..." he slipped a hand under her head and cradled her in his arms for a moment before he took the plunge. Burying himself deep inside her, the thick head of his penis kissing the tender mouth of her sensitive cervix.

Vixey yowled in pain as her hymen was torn, clutching him tightly as she was in pain, her claws gripping his back a bit as she adjusted to his size, her body racked with pain and pleasure. As her pain slowly subsided, the vixen nodded to him, grindin her hips against him slowly as she yipped and nipped at his ear.

"Good girl, that's it, hold tight to me, let your body adjust to my size, I know it hurts. It will subside, I promise... that's it... don't rush, slowly, goodness, you are just sooo tight, little Vixey! It won't take much to make me cum..." he grasped a hand full of her hair and guided her head back to kiss and nibble at her throat with lustful abandon.

Vixey moaned and kissed him back, her body shaking with pleasure as she squirmed under him, wanting him to continue, the young vixen panting and shaking in pleasure as her tail wags under her.

"Here now..." Jaquez sat up and pulled Vixey up into his lap. "Let's give that tail of yours room to wag, Vixey! That way, you can show me how good you feel!" He laughed softly, filling her to full again, looking straight into her eyes. "You can control the depth and speed of our love making this way too, if you like." He caressed her cheek and kissed her lips, showing her just what he meant by guiding her into a quick series of bounces on his lap, sending his manhood thrusting sharply up into her depths.

Vixey moaned and started bouncing on him, her body racked with pleasure as she felt her pussy walls getting scraped by his cock, enjoying the feeling as her tail wags furiously behind her. Vixey continues to bounce on his cock, the fox furry enjoying the immense pleasure she felt, her head becoming hazy as her furry ass slapped on his legs.

"Oh god! Vixey! You're so tight! I'm about to explode!" Jaquez cried out, suddenly undone by the wild pleasure of her perfect pussy's lucious stroaks up and down along his length. Even the light slaps of her curvy little behind on his thighs felt good! "Here... it... cummmmmmms!" He growled, filling her with hot spurts of cum.

Vixey moaned in joy and delight, her body shaking in pleasure as she felt his warm cum filling her, collapsing on his chest while her pussy walls constricting around him.

"That was... that was..." Jaquez stammered, running a hand through his hair. "Oh Vixey, CA we do that every night? I needed that, so badly! You... heh..." he laughed as he folded his arms around her. "You're shaking! Was I that good? I didn't last very long and you must be sore..." he gently caressed up and down her back, giving her little hush in sounds to sooth her. "It's alright, it's alright, you are going to be just fine, just relax. Go ahead and lay on me as long as you want, I'm not going anywhere..."