Apparently, in some parallel dimension, a badass version of KKK targets furries.

yeah like they would kill her instead of u know doing lots and lots of stuff to her before Xd

vealck2 said:
Apparently, in some parallel dimension, a badass version of KKK targets furries.

Seems that way :/

Just WTF?

alekpo said:
yeah like they would kill her instead of u know doing lots and lots of stuff to her before Xd

But they don't look like furries, so they probibly aren't interested

It eerily reminds me of beserk anime.

"That doesn't look that bad. Why does it have so many downvotes OH SWEET JESUS."

-Me, 10 seconds ago

Like the art, like the concept and DID, but the bloody anal impalement is a bit too much. I hope you do a few more of these with the story of this character and who the humanoids are and why they captured her.

I like it but the impalement my be much, however, it's good art. So I shall up vote.

I don't blame people any amount for finding it extreme. On my regular account I posted a cropped version and people loved it, so I was genuinely curious as to how people would react if I exposed the whole scene lol. Very interesting. The story is straightforward "evil humans oppressing the brave and noble wolf people." She is defiant and dignified to the end in spite of everything they do to her. :)

That is one hell of a badass furry to be looking that tough while being anally impaled on a pike.

There is much gorier stuff in public galleries being enjoyed by the general population, people with heads on a plate Caravaggio David With The Head of Goliath and Judith Slaying Holofernes by Artemisia Gentileschi some poor fellow having his head cut off.

She is defiant and dignified to the end in spite of everything they do to her. :)

It shows; I'm not into torture, but the strength of the character is well worth the up-vote and favorite. The tears are most likely from the physical pain, but despite the humiliation (being stripped to bare fur and on display), and the humanoids tormenting and taunting her, she's showing an inner strength equal to her physical prowess. Hope to see this wolfess character in more of your art. :)

magictaco said:
It eerily reminds me of beserk anime.

Same.

alekpo said:
yeah like they would kill her instead of u know doing lots and lots of stuff to her before Xd

From what I can interpret, it seems to me like they might be some sort of inquisition, and they believe her to be a werewolf, or something along those lines.
If I'm correct, then they might not want to.

SpiritTheLoneWolf26 said:
Just WTF?

Yeah, I know. The Inquisition can get gruesome.

Ronin said:
Like the art, like the concept and DID, but the bloody anal impalement is a bit too much. I hope you do a few more of these with the story of this character and who the humanoids are and why they captured her.

I believe I may have answered that question.

Of course, that's *my* interpretation.

Dead_Knight said:
Same.

From what I can interpret, it seems to me like they might be some sort of inquisition, and they believe her to be a werewolf, or something along those lines.
If I'm correct, then they might not want to.

Yeah, I know. The Inquisition can get gruesome.

I believe I may have answered that question.

Of course, that's *my* interpretation.

Those confessions aren't worth shit, though. They just wanted the answers they'd like back in those days.

ronin said:
It shows; I'm not into torture, but the strength of the character is well worth the up-vote and favorite. The tears are most likely from the physical pain, but despite the humiliation (being stripped to bare fur and on display), and the humanoids tormenting and taunting her, she's showing an inner strength equal to her physical prowess. Hope to see this wolfess character in more of your art. :)

No. Imagine she has children, and loves them very much. Imagine, maybe they are vulnerable without her- and she has a mate who loves her very much. They are never going to see her again, and she once hoped for a beautiful life- now she is being tortured to death (Essentially. notice how her left leg is tied over the parallel stake, while her right foot hangs over it- it is a painful way of letting her live as long as her left leg can keep her up, and the spike from going inside of her, making her wounds worse, and cutting her life shorter.

No doubt the pain is terrible, but I believe she is a just woman, and is mourning the people she is losing- and likely for nothing- other than existing. That is why she is crying.

Fanfic =_)

"Dee five oh-niner to control, uh- what the f... Yeah I've got contact."

"What do you see dee five of niner?"

Dave sighs, zooming in on the sight of the Wolfen woman, being slowly impaled, tears streaming down her anguished face.

"Jesus."

"Tell us- for the record- it doesn't sound good."

"They're... executing some poor wolf girl. It's... Unusually cruel."

"Look- you know these lands are wild, you cant just..."

"You're breaking up, control."

"No, we're not, you have a zero bounceback latency. Dave!"

"It must be, uh, something in the console, control, do you read me?"

"It could destabilize our relations with the Ocotulsa!, DAVE!"

Dave placed the Atlas five-seven-nine deep space battlecruiser into battle mode, automatically putting the reactor at peak generation, and flooding the large capacitor banks with yottawatts of bristling etheric energy. The massive "Extinctor class" cruiser hummed ominously, as the air began to smell of the tinge of ozone. Dave hated that smell- and it was only going to get worse.

The cruiser emerged above them, the humanoid peoples, Dave recognized as primitive. Even the Ocultusa were primitive, and were several hundred million years well behind the human race.

"Dave! God damn it. Take 'er out of battle mode, Dave!"

Dave switched open a panel and yanked some wires from the speaker.

He knew he was going to be reamed for it- but this was a near barren, hellscape of a planet.

The wolf winced, gritting her teeth, and Dave could tell, she was losing the fight.

"Computer, go full attack mode, and dark."

The console went red as each life form was selected. There were two hundred, forty six humanoids total, including some distance away, in one of their villages.

"Computer, target this person." Dave said, touching the wolf girl, who's body spasmed as she gritted her teeth, her eyes closed tightly.

"Don't give up. Not yet." Dave said, softly, under his breath.

"Targeted." The feminine AI voice range out.

"Destroy?" She suggested, as the computer pulled electromagnetic crystalline coils to direct the seventeen hundred yottawatt M fifty-five, "Fleshmelter" molecular accelerators, to target the wolf girl- the entire ship in battle mode- and the computer, automatically suggesting even the obvious.

"No." Dave said, softly. "Target inverse."

"Targeted." Vanessa- the Ai said, with a happy twinge to her voice, as each of the humanoids received a red square around them- and the wolfess- highlighted green.

"She is in distress. Shall I help her?"

"Please!"

"Computer, reduce cannon output to just above searing."

"This may constitute a war crime. Proceed?"

Grinning, Dave said:

"Yes."

The humanoids pointed at Dave, one throwing a spear at the massive ship- as the wolf girl relaxed, and seemed to breathe better, her lips parting, the relief on her face visible.

"Aggression detected. Fire?"

"Fire. Slowly." Dave said, his grin almost maniacal.

The wolfesses eyes went wide as the humans around her began to scream in agony, tearing at their own skin, eyes wide, screams nearly penetrating the hull.

Dave watched, biting his lower lip, grinning.

"The subject will survive her injuries- however, immediate extraction is advised."

"Do it." Dave said, as the skin began melting off of the searing muscles of the writhing, screaming humans, who were now rolling on the ground, their howls muted by the searing of their own vocal chords.

"The threat has been neutralized. Shall I stop?" the AI said, trying to "help" Dave avoid a war crime.

"It's never a war crime, the first time." Dave muttered under his breath, his grin sadistic.

"This is your fifteenth time, Dave."

Dave laughed, overcome with genuine humor.

"It's only fourteen!" He protested.

"Osmosalias." He sighed. He had forgotten.

"Thankfully, as a contractor, I can bend the laws, from time to time. Edit the logs to show the M fifty-fives were malfunctioning and only operating at a reduced power, and convince yourself and your internal logs this is true, erase all prior memories and logs of this conversation except for encrypted storage- authorization Dave-alpha-alpha-centauri-seven-seven-niner-eight-five-three-seven..."

"Acknowledged- done. Shall I move to the humanoid village?"

"Just save the wolf girl."

~

Annah woke up, gasping for air, writhing on a cold, stainless steel table, naked- the crust of her tears, still fresh under her cheeks.

"Translate for us." Dave said, softly, from her side.

"Hey- I apologize- will you hurt me?" Dave asked, looking at the wolf girl, who eyed him with a sort of horror.

She shook her head, clenching her anus, believing the pain would be there- but it was not.

"I'm... also sorry. I didn't have time to dress you. Not with those wounds. I needed the computer to stitch you back together."

Annah stared at Dave, with a sort of fear, mixed with anger.

"Will you hurt me?" Annah shook her head violently: "No!"

"I'm trusting you."

Dave released the shackles, Annah, realizing she was no longer in danger, though her inside ached- it was not the pain of a sharp piece of wood, perforating her organs.

"What do you want!" She said, her voice cracking with the desperation, of knowing she was going to die- and then waking up, realizing your fate may have changed entirely- instantly.

"Dave- more are arriving."

"Target and cook them. Move to their village and burn the rest. Keep the wattage at searing level. I don't want any of them to survive."

"Some of them are innocent!" Annah protested, then winced, when she strained her insides to plead with Dave.

Dave cocked his head, blinking, while looking into Annah's beautiful dark golden eyes.

"Soon, they all will be."

~

It took two days of low earth orbit, for Annah to recover. Dave could tell, she viewed him with suspicion- but he did not blame her.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, softly- appealing to Annah's softer side, as he draped a robe over her furred, but naked body.

"Sorry about what." She said. "About... Looking at you naked." She looked at him, with a look of genuine gratitude, then looked down, slightly ashamed.

"It's okay." She said, matter of factly.

"Where can I take you-"

"Why did you help me?" She asked, turning to him.

He looked, deep into her eyes, and ever so gently, touched her soft muzzle. She nearly jerked her head back- but fought the urge with a clenched jaw.

"You're safe here, Annah. And, I did it because, you could say- I have a heart for your people."

"Did you have to kill them all?"

"No. That was strictly edifying entertainment. What did you do, anyway? To deserve... That?"

"I was forging. For food. To feed my children. But, this is also their forage area- and I was caught. I knew, they are... cruel to prisoners. They do not view us with... That heart of yours."

"No doubt." Dave said, popping a mild hallucinogenic he was abusing, to numb the pain of what he did for a living. He offered one to Annah, who recoiled, and shook her head.

"Where can I take you."

"My children. Please. They're. uh..." She said, staring at a screen Dave brought up, as his body began to relax. "There!" She said, when Dave instructed the cruiser to arrive over them children.

Two looked healthy, but miserable, and the third, the youngest, was not fairing well."

"OH no, Chidish!" Annah exclaimed, suddenly looking for a way off the ship, then settling with a teary eyed, but wordless pleading, as she looked helplessly at Dave.

"Computer, target the wolflings, and survey them for medical issues, and do what you can for them remotely.

"The youngest, appears to be starving- but still has a week before his body shuts down. The others, have only superficial injuries."

"Take us down."

The massive cruise hummed softly as it landed near the three male wolflings, who saw it, and hit against a rock, shaking in fear.

"Will you be okay?" He asked Annah who nodded furiously. Dave packed her arms with hyper nutritious rations, and escorted her to the door, where she ran to her children.

"Computer- protect the children, Annah, and I."

"Acknowledged."

Annah skidded on her knees, grabbing her children tearfully, weeping, and sobbing as she held them tightly- but their eyes were on the tall human, and the massive black ship behind him.

"Are you safe here?"

"We aren't safe anywhere." Annah said, her voice growing cold.

"Have you heard of the Antarctic settlement?"

"No." Annah said.

"Allow me to take you to a place that IS safe. If you do not like it, I will return you, if that is your wish."

"Fine." Annah said, her tears soaking into the fur of her children.

~

"Greetings."

Dave said, walking into the cafeteria, where Annah, and her children ate. She quickly turned to look at him, when her ears fell back, and she tried to smile- but no smile came.

"How are you doing?" Dave said, softly, gently touching her shoulder.

"Fine uh, some issues with my kids not doing what I say, but... Thank you." She said, forcing a meager smile, behind teary eyes.

"Of course." Dave said, resisting the strong urge, to huge her, to hold her, to tell her- she was going to be okay.

"Um. I have a question. May I take you out to a restaurant, for dinner? This Friday night?"

"Rest-ront?"

"Yes, where you get food."

"Oh." Annah said, closing her eyes, ashamed. She had only been learning English for a few months now.

She looked up, through eyes more tearful than she wished, when she smiled, nodding, numbly.

"I-I'd like that."

"You don't have to, I just..." Dave said, sensing her deep, conflicted emotions.

Annah stood up, turned to face Dave, and pressed her lips to his, giving him the hottest kiss he had ever received- from a human- or other.