ff:Wakling the Cat Chap. 5

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Title: Walking the Cat.
Rating: NC- 17. Smut
Chapter Five: Born Free
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: Buffy has been tricked by the council into taking another mate.
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Walking the Cat.
Born Free.


Eagle Rock is about two miles up Boulder Canyon. It is a beautiful spot next
to the home of Kenneth Wilcox . Willow parked her car a half mile past the
Wilcox home and then walked back down the mountain finally coming to a good
spot to cross Boulder Creek. A few more steps and she began to climb to the
top of the rock formation. It wasn't a hard climb, no ropes needed, but it
wasn't a simple climb either. Thankfully Buffy had insisted that they all
learn to rock climb after they moved to Colorado. Actually she had insisted
that they learn to climb, ski, snowboard, hike, camp, and ride mountain
bikes. 

Tecal had loved everything they did outside, the cat always at home
outdoors. Buffy had enjoyed being 'wilderness woman' too. It was a switch
from being the slayer and she enjoyed it. Willow wasn't happy with the
possible falling off mountains or skis or something else and sleeping on the
ground wasn't one of her top priorities either. She really hated sleeping on
the ground but she loved watching her mates outdoors. The witch never
wanted to miss a trip with her pride to the great Rocky Mountains.

Willow reached the top, pulling herself up on her feet, and dusted off her
hands. From there she looked around at the beauty and splendor that was
Colorado. She let her inner witch breathe and take it all in, feeling the
power of the land. She was lost absorbing all of nature for several minutes
until she felt Tecal moving toward her. The witch couldn't hear her mate
moving. No, she simply felt the distinctive aura of the shapeshifter. The
redhead didn't move, she just kept pulling in the power of nature around
her, soaking in it like she it was a hot tub. 

Tecal knew Willow sensed her. The cat's abilities for this were almost as
great as the witch's. Tecal shifted into human form and gently touched
Willow's shoulder. Willow opened her eyes and said, "I thought Buffy and I
talked to you about the not-wearing-clothes-thing when in public." Her tone
was gentle letting the cat know she was only teasing her. 

"Well for once, don't take me wrong Willow, do you see any public here?
Besides you will too need to shed your clothes for us to begin", the cat
said, before kissing the witch softly on the back of her neck. Then Tecal
walked away and sat on a nearby rock to wait. 

Willow just shrugged. The dreams Tecal had sent her while she had slept the
past few nights had given her basic instructions without telling her exactly
what to expect. Willow bent down and removed her shoes, then her pants. Her
shirt, bra, socks and panties followed. The college professor then folded
her clothes and handed them to Tecal, not really sure what to do with them. 

Tecal smiled before taking them and putting them in a small empty cooler
marked BUFFY.

"I have to ask you this now, maybe several times. Do you really want to go
through the mating ritual with me? You can still walk away without leaving
the pride. You can go only through the first stage and leave but then you
cannot come back to the pride. Or, the one I hope you pick, you can complete
the mating ritual. What is your wish Willow Rosenberg?"

"I want to complete the mating ritual. I wish to be on the same playing
field as Buffy is in your life." It was a good answer and told her beta mate
that she intended to be Prime and make the cat her alpha.

The cat actually looked relieved. This was the first step to the
shapeshifter's dreams. "In the first stage you become the cat. You become
exactly like me. It is the gift of the cat." Tecal walked away from the
cliff to an ancient wooden chest. Willow admired the wood carving of the cat
people. She noticed the carving was telling a story. But the most notable
thing was a gold box that seemed to fit into the character's hands.

The cat opened the box and took out two cubes. One was red, the other blue.
They each had some type of writing on them. Then she took something that
looked like a well decorated screwdriver handle. It appeared to be made of
ivory and about four inches long.

"Pick your life, pick your choice." Tecal said while waving her hand over
the objects. Willow studied them and the wooden box, before tentatively
picking up the blue cube and turning it around in her hand.

The cat moved closer to the witch and kissed her cheek. Then she picked up
the ivory handle and moved it to her throat. "My love and mate drink of me
now." With that she pushed a button on the top of the handle releasing a
thick needle that shot into her neck. Willow jumped in surprise as the blood
started to run down the neck of her mate. Tecal took hold of Willow with
both hands and pulled her close. She moved her hands to the back of Willow's
neck before pulling her face close enough to taste the blood flowing down
her own neck.

The cube was talking to the witch. Shouting at her. And Willow gave in and
began to drink the blood that flowed down her lover's body. At the first
taste she could feel the electricity, feel the power flowing into her own
veins. She drank long and hard until the wound began to close up magically.
The hole in Tecal's neck was closed as if it had never been there. 

Willow pulled away and felt the cube in her hand shaking. It then unfolded
and took the form of a snake. The snake began to crawl up her arm, then down
her body until its head was over her navel. Willow was not afraid about any
of this though she guessed it really would bother her later. The witch
remained calm until she felt the pain as the snake cube disappeared inside
her body.

Seconds later she felt her body shift. It was an odd feeling but there was
no pain involved. When the shift was over she was staring at her own feet.
Feet that were cat paws. Her vision had changed; she saw everything, only
the colors were different. The smells were stronger almost overwhelming her
at first. Strangely she had an urgent need to pee.

Tecal patted her head and rubbed behind her ears. Then she picked up the red
cube and pushed the Ivory handle into it. It disappeared inside the cube.
Then it unfolded turning into a bird. The fully formed bird then flew right
inside Tecal's mouth. Seconds later she shifted into her cat.

Tecal rubbed up against Willow. They were both purring. Tecal began telling
Willow her people's history she had learned though race memory. They trotted
off stopping to mark their domain by spraying trees and rocks. Willow felt
the joy of smelling her own mark. The redheaded witch felt power and
instinct. She felt joy and simplicity. She felt hunger and she ate. She
needed to follow other body functions, she did, wherever she felt the urge.
It was pure and natural.

She also rubbed against her mate needing to mate with her in this form.
Willow roared before she jumped on Tecal's back and began to rub her sex
against her lover's back. But the witch wasn't doing it right, not really
knowing her new body parts. Tecal spoke to her in the language of the cat,
telling her to let the cat show her how it was done with two female lions.

Willow slid off Tecal's back and then waited for the cat to mount her. Tecal
was against her back telling her to hold her tail to the side. Tecal then
began to bump her body hard against Willow's large opening and rubbing
circles against it. The cat seemed to be everywhere rubbing against Willows
fur, pounding her backside. Then as Tecal came, she roared. The cat jumped
off the witch and waited for the redhead to take her place.

Willow mounted her mate and repeated Tecal's actions, adding many of her
own. She was so alive, so powerful, she held off coming as long as possible.
She loved the feel of Tecal's wet fur. Wet from her actions. When she came
she roared humping the cat with all her strength.

When they were both finished they licked each other and curled up, close
against each other, to sleep through the night. It was a peaceful sleep. The
next morning they awoke and run to the creek to drink there fill of water.
It was cold, mountain water and Willow wondered if anything could taste this
wonderful.

Then they went hunting. It was a joyous event too. The feeling of running
wild and free was great. The hunt was all consuming. They ran over rocks and
around trees. They stalked their prey hiding against the wind and behind
grass and fallen limbs. When they found what they needed, a herd of elk,
they attacked. They wanted two elk so they dispensed with any play on this
kill. Tecal took her beast fast. The creature was dead before it hit the
ground. Willow had a little trouble, and she eventually brought the beast
down but she couldn't get the right place for a quick kill. Tecal wouldn't
help her beyond coaching. Finally the witch managed to snap its neck.

With the kills complete, first Tecal and then Willow shapeshifted. Both
blood covered, they moved together and kissed. Willow was now seeing the
world like the human form Tecal saw and felt it. Willow pushed Tecal to the
ground licking the blood away on a trail to the cat's core. Willow has rough
and animal like as she shoved her complete fist inside the human cat. Willow
continued to lick the blood while pumping the hell out of the girl's pussy.
The cat just purred. Its mate was making love to her and it felt good. Tecal
let the love wash over her and build before she came roaring even louder
than she had in her lion form.

Willow rolled over on her back pulling her mate on top of her. Tecal began
to lick the blood off of Willow as the impatient witch grabbed her by her
hair and pulled her down over her crotch. Tecal wasted no more time and
began licking on Willows clit. Tecal was rougher then she had ever been with
Willow. Before she was always afraid of what Buffy would do to her if she
was anything but gentle with Willow. But feral hated it to receive gentle
love, they had a demon inside. They liked giving gentle love to their
masters, their alphas and primes; they liked it a lot. But when they
received loved they wanted it to be rough, they loved to be abused, loved it
to be beaten. It was the blood of the slave inside them.

Willow now had that blood inside her. She demanded to be taken like the
feral she was. Tecal licked and bit her core as she pinned the women to the
ground, holding her hands as she made love. Even after the witch had come
the cat kept working on her clit, bruising and torturing it. Then she moved
up her body kissing her lips still pinning her to the ground. Tecal rubbed
the witch like she had in cat form last night.

Willow knew she had to be the dominant partner so she summoned up all she
witches power as well as her cat power. Willow threw Tecal fifteen feet
away knocking the cats breath away. Willow then shifted into lion form and
leapt her way over to Tecal landing on top of her. The witch shifted back
into human form and pinned the struggling shapeshifter to the ground. Willow
rolled the cats legs up. Smiling evilly she shoved two fingers into the
cat's ass. Not long and the redhead had a good pace set up and the cat was
purring beneath her. She added in a third finger, then a fourth. The cat
came but Willow only pumped harder into the girl, while she began to play
with her clit.

Willow was purring and cooing very loudly while she proved to Tecal that she
was prime. She kept it up even after the cat began to whimper. Even after
the cat started to cry. No longer seeing this as love making or mating. The
cat knew this was punishment. This was Willow claiming dominance. Even
though the cat was now in pain she was also preying to the gods and goddess
of time, that Willow would keep this up in the next two stages.

Finally Willow stopped, a little ashamed at what she had done to her lover.
The cat inside her told her it had to be done. Willow then shifted into lion
form followed by the still whimpering cat. They began to feed on one of the
elk. College professor-Willow normally didn't eat meat but lion-Willow was
now feeding on a raw elk.

Finishing most of the elk's better parts they shifted back to human form.
They picked up the second elk and headed back to the base camp. It was a
spot far from the roads and people. Tecal had built a complex out of lumber.
It was completely fenced in. Only a human hand could open the gate. It had a
kind of shelter, a small hut. It had a portable shower and a tent though the
sleeping mats and bags were on ground outside the tent.

They brought the elk into the compound, hanging it off the ground. Willow
was amazed at how much stronger she was now, then as a normal human witch
type person. She wondered if this was how Buffy felt. 

Leaving the compound, the two women shifted just outside the gate running
toward the creek. They bathed in cat form and drank the cold water. Getting
out of the fast moving water they shook dry and then began to run once
again. They only had until sunset before Willow would once again be only
human. At least until the mating rights were completed. 

They ran to the top of eagle rock. There they shifted back into human form
and cleaned up the area and took all they had left there last night. Then,
still human, they began to run.

As they made it back to camp, they shifted into lion form and Willow climbed
on top of Tecal's back making love to her as only a lion can. Afterwards
they fell asleep, curled against each other still as lions. Shortly after
sunset Willow shifted back to human form and the snake crawled out of her
and turned back into a blue cube. Tecal's bird flew from the lion's mouth
before returning to cube form right next to Willow's blue cube. The witch
moved the cubes to the side and curled back up against the lion. She drifted
off to sleep thinking of Joseph Campbell. 

'What had he said? Oh yeah, "Put your head in the mouth of the lion, there
is no god."'

Willow laughed about that. She had been in so many hopeless,
death-threatening events that she had learned one thing: "If you don't
believe in god before you're on the edge of death, then you will learn to
prey to him or her on the edge of dying. Put your head in the mouth of the
lion without believing in the powers to be and you will learn that you want
to believe." 'Huh Mulder was right.'

Those thoughts followed her to sleep. It was kind of a prayer about the
coming events. She was metaphorically going to put her head into the mouth
of the lion she was curled against. Still she slept soundly.

"Hey! No body messes with my Willow." Xander

"And the weird award goes to...." -Buffy