Collar 1 -- Fallen by Tristan Black Wolf

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Collar 1 -- Fallen

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Sometimes, a bit of artwork that I see will cause a character who is not actually in that picture to come to me to explain how he came to know the subject of the picture. This story stems from such a case. Originally to be called "The Pup on the Bus," the teller of this tale came to show me that the focus was not about the bus at all, and only partially about the pup. There may be more to this tale, in which case I'm sure that Graham will tell me. Until then, we'll have to hope that you are satisfied with the tale as told. All I know, at this point, is that the next morning broke fair, with no rain in sight.

This tale belonged to my patrons for some little time before I offered it here; they also have access to patron-only works, including my last two NaNoWriMo novels and the chapters of a novel-in-progress, a time-travel tale called [i]Watch Dogs[/i]. If you enjoy my work, please consider leaving a tip (see icon at the end of the story); if you'd like to consider becoming a patron and having access to exclusive works, click here to learn more about my Patreon. I do thank you so very much.

8 years ago

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Collar 2 -- Angel

Collar 3 -- Self Discovery

Collar 4 -- Need to Talk

Collar 5 -- Protection

Collar 6 -- No Secrets

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Poor pup. It seems he has already made his first choice. ^_^

A good one, I daresay. From there, more must be made, for both of them.

Compassion and empathy helps one make better choices, as your story so poignantly shows. Your ability to draw us into the lives of your character's never ceases to amaze me.

Wow, This is touching. I am eager to see where this goes, if indeed it does go anywhere.

*bows, wags* Thank you, noble 'taur. They've not yet told me. Perhaps they will in future.

I hope there is more to come.

I hope the characters will tell me if there is. Thank you for reading.

DingoNoir

@DingoNoir 8 years ago

Wolves & Violence

Oh wow, Tristan this is really well written. You managed to convey so much emotion from Fletcher, without him saying much at all. I love both the characters, even if one is a priest. Would absolutely love to see a follow up to this story, it was really beautiful. There are far too few stories out there that are about simple tenderness and caring, and the importance of it all. Bravo my friend.

Thank you, my good wolf, thank you indeed. The symbolism wasn't lost on me, and I realized what it was that would rescue the pup -- not religion, but the actions of a good furson. As I phrased it, he operated outside of "the rulebook" without violating trust or the rulebook. The rest, I don't know, or at least I don't know yet. Father Graham isn't one to try converting the pup, and neither is the pup one to convert the good reverend. This story, at least, is about being found, but as the shelter bumper sticker as us, Who Rescued Whom? Perhaps they'll tell me one day.

Tris, I am in awe. You have managed to show a true Christian. A man who fully understands what Jesus meant. "...and the second is like unto it. Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself..." Matt 22:39 KJV (I realize that Jesus had many other teachings)

How many of us could risk rescuing a stray, of any species, including human? By that same token, how many Masters would simply throw out a slave with the trash? (I did take care to note that such barbarism was the exception rather than the rule.) In my world, Jesus would be thought of as the rabbi that he was (historically) in this world, and Graham is one of those who listened to the teaching rather than the propaganda side of things. I imagine that his earthly superiors might take exception, but I suspect that the Head of the Company would find little to complain about. No promises have been broken, no vows compromised, and only generosity of spirit and compassion to one in need has been shown. Graham is the sort of priest I'd be glad to break bread with.

Indeed. Most of us would be hard-pressed to do anything for the poor pup. I believe that the priest understands that the nature of Christian Faith is to give of oneself. Not use Jesus and God as a way to get your selfish prayers answered

It's good, but what is a yowen?

In my writings, I use the word "yowen" -- a colloquialism usually found in the northeastern United States, particularly in the state of Maine -- to mean a child. Since "boy" and "girl" are terms for a young "man" and a young "woman," I've tried to avoid its use in a reality without humans in it. It's a contrivance, granted, and perhaps not a good one. I've stuck myself with it, just as I have with using terms such as "the male's room" rather than "men's room" for a public toilet. It's an artificial means of keeping up the world(s) I've built, but I hope that I use it consistently. Thank you for asking! I may need to create a lexicon for my work. *grins*

now that was a sweet story

I thank you, good warrior. I can see by the acknowledgements of your work from Rainfurrest that you have a deft touch with words, so I think you even more. Most honored, and grateful for your service.

I have some questions about this scene:

"His face had lifted enough for me to see that rain wasn't all that had damped his ash-gray fur; the streaks of tears showed plainly down his muzzle from eyes still tightly closed."

1. When Fletcher cried, did his tears specifically streak down:
A: The bridge of his muzzle and off the tip of his nose as he hung his head
or
B: The side of his muzzle diagonally and off his lower jaw and chin

2. Exactly how would Fletcher react and what would he say to me if I hugged him, rubbed his back and licked those tears streaking down his muzzle with my tongue during the scene where he cried? Because every time I read that, I fantasize licking every last tear from Fletcher's muzzle.

3. Dumb question but on a scale from 1 to 10 with 10 being the saltiest, how salty would Fletcher's tears taste on my tongue if I licked them directly from his muzzle?

4. On a scale from 1 to 10 with 1 being freezing cold and 10 being scalding hot, how warm were those tears streaking down Fletcher's muzzle?

I know these questions sound weird but please reply back!

First and above all, thank you for reading and responding! Let me reply privately to this one. Reading some of your writing, I can see where this idea is important to you, and I think I understand how kissing away tears can be a deeply loving thing to do, perhaps even erotic. That said, this story isn't really about such sensuality, but there's a place for everything. I'll respond to you directly, and again, thank you for commenting.

Hky

@hky 8 years ago

Hello Tristan,

The compassion shown in this story is nothing short of a virtue. I have always thought that your stories have a lot of you (the person as well as the author) in them, and this goes to show the amazing man you are.

Outstanding story, Tris. I would like to know if there is more to it.

After long consideration, my fine husky, I did manage to hear at least one more chapter of their story. I hope you enjoy it. *hugs*

How the hell did I miss this piece of masterful writing?

*bows, wags* Thank you so very much for the compliment, my fine wolf! I'm particularly grateful for such high praise. Thank you.

No need to thank me, I speak as I find, this story is one that has so many possible twists and turns that it can take and I will be watching further developments.

Just reread this chapter, and I am struck once again by its beauty.

May I know what piece of art inspired it?

I had to search back through my favorites; it's :link771822: The image just struck home, and the story came from there.

There is indeed quite a story in that picture... :)

This was in a way hard to read, in some ways a mirror. I find myself in awe of your writing

I thank you deeply for your compliment. I will ask no details, good wolf; I will simply wish you all love and healing.

Thank you its been well a long time ago 29 is my 60th it ended at 15
this story is believe it or not helping

I read this one last night. *Will not cry...will not cry...dam'it I cried anyway* Poor pup.

Wow is all I have to say. Very touching and compassionate. Fletcher conveyed so much, without saying much at all. And the priest was a terrific balance to all that Fletcher is going through. Simple caring and tenderness goes far, and yet it is done so infrequently and it is needed so much. Beautiful story. Looking forward to reading the rest and seeing how Fletcher develops.

Very well written. Many Kudo's to you Black Wolf.

Thank you, my fine corgi! I hope that you enjoy the rest of the tale. This began as a stand-alone story; then came another part of it, and I thought that I was done; and then the pace began to swell and it's now complete at 18 chapters. Because of so much change and development later, the story will need a wee bit of overhaul when finally revised and put into book form. If you'll forgive a few inconsistencies along the way, I think you'll enjoy the tale and, once again, thank you.

Aw so many wonderful reviews and here I am late to the party, makes me want to read this story that has been removed. I hope you find a way to post it again, it really sucks when stories are discontinued let alone when one is removed in its entirety.

I do not fault Toumal and the admins for the changes to the AUP; it was forced upon them by a "nanny-state" government bureaucrat. The story concerns a young pup who has been imprisoned from about age 10 to 14, and he is discarded when his Master decided that he was "too old." He is found and cared for by the narrator of the tale, and what ensues becomes an epic love story that is, if you'll pardon my immodesty, a beautiful, devoutly emotional, and honorable story of a brutally battered pup who finds himself and his redemption through his patient and devoted rescuer. Since the story speaks of sexuality involving someone who is under 18 years of age, it cannot be posted here. I have every reason to believe that Toumal is heartsick over these impositions forced upon him and the website.

As to finding some way to make the story public... my hope is to revise it entirely and create it as an ebook. My goal is to produce it myself, asking for only a modest amount. If I succeed in this, I'll make the announcement here, in this folder and/or a journal entry. Thank you for your interest, and I'll see what I can do to make it happen soon.

Welcome back!

Tristan Black Wolf

@tristanblackwolf

Tristan Black Wolf

@tristanblackwolf