Therian Dreaming II

Chapter Ten

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

16^th April 2023

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Kelsie slept most of the afternoon, Fawnie beside her, before urges deep and primal surfaced in her mind, compelling her to get up.

“Urgh, I don't want too - “ Kelsie mumbled, more asleep than awake.

Again, those urges grew, intensified within her, the desperate need becoming unbearable.

Carefully, Kelsie stood, then as the pain from her bladder reached an intensity of pain, she trotted as quickly as she could to the edge of the wood. One eye kept on the sleeping Fawnie, Kelsie squatted and sighed, inhaling the scent of her beloved wood...

Promptly the urge up and vanished like she had clutched at a dream come waking.

“Urgh...” Kelsie moaned, tilting her head back. “Really? Again?”

Her hind legs splayed out and trembling, Kelsie held the awkward pose for several minutes, before at last, she urinated and shuddered in relief. It felt like it'd go on forever, Kelsie's tail upright, legs quivering and that endless stream – some of which splashed up and soaked into her hocks.

“Urgh, damn it!” Kelsie moaned.

As she stood up and shook herself, glancing again at Fawnie, who yawned, blinked her dark brown eyes, then almost instantly went straight back to sleep.

“I got to go wash myself now, wonderful - “ Kelsie grumbled, shaking her head and slipping into the cool shadows of the forest.

Her nose led her to the creek, where she dipped her head down and drew deeply of the ice cold water. Drinking her fill, Kelsie gingerly stepped off the bank and into the water.

“Brr – cold!” Kelsie squeaked, feeling her ankles and shins quickly chilled. “Yet I can't go back smelling how I do and...and...”

Kelsie's nostrils flared, as she blinked and turned her head almost like a radar dish,

Car...mas... Pete explained it to me, that's his car, he's home, HE'S HOME!

Pleasure flooded Kelsie's body, as she bounded through the stream recklessly, then bolted from the forest like a pack of wolves were snapping at her tail. Pete looked out through the windscreen at her as he pulled up, then rolled his eyes and laughed at her – watching her at full stretch, tail streaming behind her as she ran.

“Woah, hey, slow down!” Pete yelped, as he held his palms up.

Kelsie locked her cloven hooves, skidding to a stop, her rump almost touching the ground before she panted and gasped, head down and tongue lolling.

“Silly girl,” Pete admonished her gently. “You're all hot and sweaty now! I told you, I wouldn't be long and...”

Like a loyal dog, Kelsie began sniffing at him, before she frowned and backed away, eyes going wide.

“Hey...none of that!” Pete told her, quietly, but sternly. “Yes, I went and saw him, he's coming out in about half an hour...”

Kelsie took another backwards step, then a look from Pete froze her mid-step, one foreleg off the ground.

“Kelsie, please – we've been over this! He's nice, he really is – I want him to check on you and Fawnie, make sure you're both... Stand!”

Kelsie trembled, the leg slowly coming down, as she quivered and hung her head.

“I... he scares me... Fawnie will be terrified and - “ Kelsie sniffled.

“We've been over this too Kelsie - “ Pete sighed, then knelt down on the ground and gently cupped her chin, looking into her eyes. “He's never hurt you, now, be a good girl and be brave for me alright? If we act normal and natural – Fawnie won't get scared, will she?”

Kelsie's lips quivered, then she sniffled and nodded weakly. “I still don't like it...”

Pete nodded and gently stroked her ears, soothing her. “He won't be here long, just a quick examination of both of you and that's all – I promise...”

With a twitch, Kelsie's head snapped up and around, a half-second before Pete heard Fawnie's frightened cries. Kelsie trembled, torn between Pete's command and her daughters anguished, fearful bleats.

“Go Kelsie,” Pete told her, then as she turned, he lightly slapped her on the rump. “Our daughter's well being overrules anything, you under...”

In seconds, Kelsie was around the corner and gone, even before he'd finished what he was saying.

*

Kelsie twitched, as the Veterinarian knelt down, placing his ice cold stethoscope on her ribs, listening to her heart for a few moments and her breathing – which she struggled to keep as normal as she could. Pete held Fawnie, who gazed with wide eyed innocence at the stranger, snuggled in her fathers arms.

“Incredible - “ Spoke the Vet, as he gently stroked Kelsie's ears. “Now, alright, easy little one...”

His latex gloved hand slid along her flank, then ever so gently touched her foremost right teat. Kelsie squealed and kicked upwards, more out of fright than pain and he just looked at her, before giving another gentle squeeze.

“Good, excellent sweet one!” He told her. “I'm amazed, I truly am – she's producing milk for her fawn, yet her...”

Wiping a hand on the ground, he gently felt her other teats and udder – noticing how it'd quadrupled in size, yet there was no longer any painful heat – even if Kelsie flicked a glance at Pete, her eyes narrowing in anger.

Stay strong my love – Pete thought, hoping his thoughts would somehow reach her, or even his expression would convey them.

“Her mastitis... its just gone... I imagine she's still a little sore, as to be expected – so – has she been nursing her fawn?”

“No, as she's been quite sore - “ Pete said, then pondered. “Kelsie – can I – try something?”

Confused, the Vet looked from Pete, to Kelsie, then back to Pete.

“You really don't think she understands, do you? I know some humans – well, then anthropomorphise their beloved companions...”

Pete stared a few moments, before the vet chuckled and smiled.

“Ow...Fawnie!” Pete gasped, as she suddenly kicked him hard and began to quiver, her eyes doubling, then tripling in size as she started showing increasing signs of distress. “What's gotten into you? Easy! Settle honey...”

Fawnie bleated in fright, then grew even more so, as the Vet reached out towards her. Pete set her down on the ground, then when the Vet's fingers brushed over her head, Fawnie not just screamed – but really screamed... Before Pete could grab her, Fawnie dashed between the Vet's legs, then under Kelsie and stumbled, before getting up and fleeing as fast as her legs would carry her, her terrified bleats making Kelsie tense up, her head turning to watch her fleeing fawn.

“Oh for the...Kelsie? Find her, go!” Pete snapped, then smacked her on the rump.

Kelsie bleated herself, before she took off like a furred missile, after their fawn.

“I've never – what - “ Stammered the vet. “I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to startle the little one...”

Pete looked confused, internally, he was downright terrified, but fought to suppress it. What had so scared Fawnie? He didn't know...

“Will she...I mean - “ Sighed the Vet, as he peeled off his gloves and shoved them into his pockets. “Will Kelsie find her and - “

“She will, I don't doubt it, its not the first time - “ Pete sighed, then walked with the vet back to his van. “Thank you, you'll email me the consultation bill and - “

“Yeah, in a day or two. Be proud of yourself, Kelsie's doing well, she does seem a bit – malnourished, a nursing fawn takes a lot out of a doe, so I'll attach a list of high protein and carbohydrate foods you can feed her, help her put on some weight and...”

Pete listened, but not really listened, nodding appropriately, as his thoughts and heart turned to whatever had scared his daughter so badly – he'd never seen Fawnie so frightened – so deeply traumatised – yet by what? He did not know...

*

Kelsie, her leathery nose to the ground, used her sense of smell and keen eyes to track Fawnie down. At last, she found her scared, hysterical fawn curled up under a thick shrub – her eyes wide in terror and her body shaking so hard, Kelsie thought Fawnie would suffer a heart attack.

Glancing around, Kelsie knelt, then lay down, gazing at Fawnie.

“Its alright my daughter,” Kelsie murmured quietly. “Please come out? No one will hurt you, I promise... Your father will be worried sick about you...”

Fawnie didn't make a sound, her vocal cords locked tight by fear, all she could do was stare and convulse in pure adrenaline surging fear.

“Come out, please?” Kelsie begged. “I'll protect you, I promise – and -”

Fawnie stared into Kelsie's eyes, then Kelsie blinked twice, Before she lay down, cocking one hind leg up awkwardly, exposing her swollen udder and teats.

“Fawnie, you must be hungry, its been hours since you were fed – you want – if you like... you want to try nursing? Please honey?”

Fawnie continued trembling, before she timidly twitched then crawled fearfully towards Kelsie.

“Good, good girl,” Kelsie whispered, nodding encouragingly to her fawn. “That's it, its alright, I swear to you and...”

Kelsie watched, torn between fear and surprise – as Fawnie crept closer, her leathery nose timidly brushing the front left teat with a bare hint of a touch.

“Good girl, its alright, I...I want you...”

Fawnie froze, then glanced up at her mother, her eyes shimmering with tears.

“Shhh, its alright, go on...” Kelsie sniffled, her fawns emotions filling her nostrils and triggering her own. “Go on little one...”

Timidly, Fawnie lipped at the leathery teat, a tiny dribble of milk touching her small tongue. Kelsie quivered, lifting her leg higher and nodding encouragingly to Fawnie. Again, the scared fawn lipped at it, before she nervously trembled – then lay down and took Kelsie's teat into her small mouth. Her tongue pressed underneath the teat, it instantly relaxing and squirting the hot, rich milk into Fawnie's mouth and throat.

“Oh....” Kelsie gurgled, her head tilting back, as she felt her fawn finally, truly, nursing from her – that elusive bond between doe and fawn finally solidifying in her mind.

Fawnie's quivering slowly eased, as her hungry suckling grew stronger and more intense. Fawnie's little tail began flagging, and Kelsie squirmed and shivered, never imagining how good it felt to truly nurse her fawn. Sure, Pete enjoyed suckling Kelsie's teats – even drinking her milk – but his tongue was nothing compared to the sensation of Fawnie nursing from her.

“Good girl,” Kelsie murmured. “Drink up little one, its very good for you and...”

Kelsie's ears rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, hearing the quiet footsteps. Her nostrils flared in fright, before she caught the scent of Pete coming towards them.

“Kel...” He began, then seen doe and fawn, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Kelsie – is...”

Kelsie flagged her tail, gazing over her back at Pete, before she turned her head back and licked Fawnie's shoulder, whilst Fawnie kept nursing – seemingly oblivious to anything but the hot, delicious milk her mother fed her.

“Pete...she's... really... “ Kelsie found her words failed her, she could only look down and lick Fawnie's shoulder again.

Pete sat down, slowly pulling his knees in and watching as doe and fawn finally, irrevocably, bonded as they should have, when Fawnie was born. He felt the tears start down his cheeks – he didn't care – so filled with warmth and love for his beloved family – at last – truly bonding...

TO BE CONTUNUED...