Meeting with the Red Fang

Two weeks have passed since you made your decision to breed with the Red Fang pack and not much has changed. You still go about as you please, you hang out with the friends you have, both inside and outside the pack, and you enjoy your first full-moon since receiving your injection. At first, you nor your wolf can notice any difference. You still seem to be the same, but as the night grows, that changes.

Once, the fur on your belly had been completely gray. But, on the area that you suppose your new womb would be, a small, light green dot emerges. The longer you stay in your wolf form, the more it changes. By the end of the night, it has taken on the shape of an apple blossom within a cresent moon. You also notice that your fur is softer and your colors have dimmed down a little.

The next morning, you examime the mark with curiosity. You hadn't been expecting this, though fertility marks have been getting more and more common within werewolves. It was typically something only those with a long heritage of the curse received and it could take three or four generations to appear from the first bite. For now, it will be light green, but will darken as you age. It'll turn yellow and orange when you are nearly out of eggs, and turn dark red or black when you are barren. It's always a good way to determine if a bottom is worth breeding.

Later that day, you and the other bottoms are brought just outside the common area. Khayone tells you to wait here until given further instructions before stepping into the room. You look over the other bottoms, wondering if they hate you for the decision you made for them.

The first wolf you notice is your best friend, Sam. He is Khayone's second youngest child and only received his injection two months ago. He definitely takes after his father, well-built and dark. His hair is in afro at the moment, but you know he'll change it up soon. He absolutely loves doing hair and, with how close he is, you can smell the products he uses for both his hair and for his classes. He smiles at you, obviously trying to reassure you while hiding his own worries.

Next to Sam are the twins, Riot and Rebel. They are a year older than you and, despite their names, are some of the best behaved wolves in the pack. They are nearly identical, having the same large, stormy grey eyes, tanned skin, and dark brown hair. Their greek heritage is clear as day as well, but you have always been able to tell them apart. Riot has a birth mark in the shape of an oval on his right shoulder, but Rebel has a similar one on his neck. They're talking quietly, occasionally sending you glances.

Next to them is Henry, a wolf who has been recently widowed. You don't know him too well, he had only joined the pack a year ago and typically kept to himself, but you could always find him drawing if he wasn't with his husband. You're surprised to see him here, he already has three children, all under the age of eight. The graying wolf refuses to meet your gaze, but you can't tell if it's because he's upset or because he's respecting your position in the pack.

Finally, you set eyes on Thomas and Vincent. They're a married couple, both with the Daniel's Injection. You know they had been having trouble impregnating each other and had been given an extension after having a miscarriage two years ago. They must have decided to try again and actually look excited to meet and breed with the Red Fang pack.

The six of you wait impatiently and nervous. You know what is expected of you, but you don't know how this will work. Will you pick a member of the opposite pack to breed with? Or vice versa? Maybe they'll just let you go at it, letting everyone have a go at whoever they want for as long as they want. Before you can wonder too far into your erotic thoughts, Khayone sticks his head out the door. "We are ready for you." he says, motioning for you to come in.