PL/2
Princess Lilly, of the Cat Kingdom
Chapter 2: The Tall Mountain
I woke up and started heading for the Tall Mountain, I was in pain from yesterday still, so I didn't run top speed or anything, and I wasn't in a hurry, so after three hours of leisurely running, I arrived. I stood at the base of the mountain, not really knowing why I was even coming here. I wanted to help my kingdom, but I had no way to do so at the moment, so I started climbing.
I made it up a good bit, at least two hundred feet off the ground, when I dropped my bag of food. Before it hit the ground, a bird swooped in and took it to the sky, before I could even start climbing back down for it. I watched as my only supply of food was carried far out of reach, and just prayed that I would be able to find more soon.
{{tab}l continued climbing, and once I was around five hundred feet up, there was already a thin sheet of snow on the ground, to the extent there was a ground, it was mostly just a steep rock face. It was cold, I had no idea why I was scaling the mountain, but something in me, told me to go all the way up, which was stupid, not even a wolf could survive that high.
Below me, I could see the entire island, well, that wasn't blocked by the huge mountain behind me. Above me, I could see what seemed like an endless steep climb, and the sun was shining on the mountainside. Still above me, around 250 more feet, I saw an opening to a cave, so I made my way toward it.
With my blanket, cape, thing wrapped around me, I climbed into the mouth of the cave. It was empty, and I could easily see the back of it, it was no deeper than 20 feet, but I was small, so it was pretty big for me.
I was glad to not be touching snow, it was thicker here, because I was further up, and also colder. I shivered, and decided I would go back down before I froze, but I saw a snowflake fall in front of me as I looked down.
I looked up, and clouds were rolling in, the snow started falling harder, and I backed into the cave. I wanted to go back down, but now, I would be wet, even once I got to the bottom, so I stayed in the shelter of the cave, and waited out the storm.
I was curled up in the blanket, the only thing outside of it, was my head, looking out. The sun started to go down, and I shivered as the air got colder, it was also rather windy. The wind was blowing some of the snow inside, and some blew into my face.
I hid under the blanket, curled up as much as possible, trying to keep warm. The snow kept blowing in, and after only thirty minutes, me and my blanket were completely submerged in snow. I didn't try to get out, the snow was trapping in the heat, so I just tried to go to sleep to pass the time.
I woke up to a noise, of something shaking off, I could tell immediately it was a wolf. I didn't dare to breathe, and my heart was beating super fast. I eventually ran out of air, not realizing I had stopped breathing, and gasped for air, which was the only reason the wolf had noticed me.
I knew he heard it, but I just stayed still, praying he would ignore it. He removed the snow from off my blanket, and then ripped the blanket off me and threw it out of the cave. I stared up at him in fear, still curled in a ball, naked in front of him.
He stepped back, not in fear, but allowing the cold wind to touch me. I shivered, and ran toward him, I held him tight, using his fur to keep me warm, not caring that he was a wolf, and probably gonna eat me in the next five minutes.
"P-p-please don't eat me.... I- umm, I'm just c-cold..." I said and hugged him as tight as I could, though he was so big, my arms didn't even reach halfway around him.
"Eat you?" He asked, wolves didn't actually eat cats, but he decided to take advantage of my fear, "Oh, yes, I am going to eat you, but first, I want to play with my food." He said with a grin.
He pushed me off of him, and laid me out flat on the cold ground. He admired my tiny body, and I didn't dare to move, I was about the size of his forearm, so I could do nothing to defend myself.
His peepee came into view, as he sat down, and lifted me up to line my crotch with him. His peepee was longer than I was tall, and thicker than me, and I knew he was about to try and stick it in me, and I was scared.
He was bigger than your average wolf, he was 12 feet tall, and his peepee was 20 inches long. He looked at me, "Wait, you're the princess! All the more reason to hurt you." He said with a smiled, and slapped me across the face, though his claws scratched me, and four red lines appeared, and started merging with the blood going between them.
He held me with both hands on my hips, well, my entire side, really, and he slammed me down onto him. I screamed from the pain, and as he went past my cervix, and into my womb, I passed out. He only fit the head in me, before running out of room, and blood dripping out of me.
He pulled out and slammed me down harder, but seeing that the only way to fit more, would be to do more permanent damage, he decided to do just that. He shoved hard, and managed to fit a fifth of himself in me, which was only 4 inches.
He was satisfied, but assumed I would never wake up from the experience. He finished in me, and then rolled me down the side of the mountain. I went down nearly 750 feet, then rolled a good 50 feet past the base of the mountain, on the ground.
My body was bruised and scratched, and I didn't wake up. The wolf in the cave assumed I was dead, and especially after I rolled down the mountain. Though, despite how it might sound, by how I am saying, he assumed, but, he was right... I was dead...