The Cat In The Pack

Chapter 1 (Kinda) The Pack

IF Y'ALL DIDN'T KNOW, THIS IS A RUN ON FROM THE ONE SHOT I HAD.

Jack said nothing as Mark dragged him along the forest path. Jack stopped every once and a while, he had never been on this side of the forest before. Or really, any of the forest. A city cat he was. Every time Jack stopped to look at a flower, bush, or tree, Mark tugged harshly on the leash attached to the collar strapped on his neck. "Come on. We need to get to the pack." Mark barked and dragged him along the wet leaves.

Jack did his best to obey, but sometimes, that bush with the small berries fascinated him so much to stop on his tracks. Mark tugged the leash over and over, every time Jack saw something he found interesting. Finally, Mark had stopped walking. "We're here." Mark stated boldly, as if to expect something to happen. Jack looked up from the ground to b shocked of what he saw.

Large huts made of skin and logs lined the plain dirt road. Other dog specimen, wolves, foxes, even a few bears, walked up and down the dirt path, talking to each other. Mark tugged the leash and began walking with Jack. The folk of the path stopped and stared at the cat specimen, their mouths wide open. Have they never seen a cat hybrid before? Jack wondered to himself.

Most of the folk in the town were twice poor Jacks size, and the facts Mark had given him didn't help with that. A few chuckled and a few smirked evilly. Jack tried his hardest to ignore them completely, but their sharp teeth and their claws seemed to distract him. Mark calmly walked by as town folk said stuff like 'nice catch Markimoo' or 'he's a keeper alright'.
Mark walked to a large yellow tent you could say, more of a huge caved tepee. Mark tugged the leash signaling Jack to go faster. Inside was decorated with beautiful tapestrys, wood carvings, and other assortments of lovely decorations. On a chair, a blond haired lion hybrid, thick beard and all. He wore many necklaces, made of wood or teeth.

"Felix. I have brought a pleasure slave for you and the tribe." Mark said gripping the leash tighter. 'Felix' he presumed, opened one eye and quickly opened the other. "Oh my gods. He is HOT." The chuckled walking over to him. Jack blushed and blinked a bit, letting a giggle escape. Felix smirked and kneeled down, scratching the bottom of Jacks chin making him purr and smile.

Mark grumbled but kept his respect. He did want Jack for himself, but Felix WAS pack leader. Felix continued to examine Jack up and down, so far liking all that he saw. Jack rubbed his cheek on Felix's hand. He was beginning to like Felix and all the attention he gave him. He now loved Felix and Mark equally, but Mark did not like that.

"His name is Sean. But he prefers Jack." Mark said patting his head making him mewl in happiness. Jack was unaware of what was to happen to him, so he acted normally, like a cat. He wanted to be petted, scratched behind the ears, the regular. "Why hello Jack. How'd a cutie like you get caught?" Felix purred getting up.

"I was hunting in your territory..." Jack said, feeling very guilty by now. "He was hunting on the eastern territory earlier. We had made a deal that if he was at my command, he would live." Mark said smiling at him making Jack smile too. Felix nodded. "And you didn't abuse that power did you? Not like Aaron?" Felix said lifting an eyebrow. Both Jack and Mark blushed.

"That's what I thought." Felix sighed and got close to Marks ear. "Is he good?" He whispered softly. Mark nodded and turned his head. "His moans are amazing too." He replied. Felix clapped his hands happily. "Drop him off later tonight." Felix said signaling them to leave. Mark nodded and walked out of the tent.

Jack walked behind Mark. He was paying attention to Marks orders all day, getting supplies, and a few dances for some of his friends. At last it was sun down, and time to go to Felix. Mark walked over to the yellow tepee and handed his leader the leash.

Poor Jack had no idea what he was in for.