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Oki struggled against the vines that entrapped him as Amaterasu continued to drag him up the hill, but as with every previous attempt there was no give in his bondage. The goddess’s power of the brush had entrapped him fully, keeping the proud warrior as helpless as a stuffed toy. As she continued to haul the slightly larger canine through the snow, the blue-furred wolf reflected that this must have been revenge for the job he had taken earlier. How she had escaped he didn't know, but now she had come back to torment him. The dragging stopped, Amaterasu depositing him at the top of the snowy hill. Oki tried to catch her eye, trying to beg some aspect for mercy from the powerful deity, but the white wolf simply padded out of his sight.

The warrior had just decided that she had resolved to abandon him in the wilderness when she reappeared. This time, she held a beautiful blooming flower in her mouth, and her expression was warm and more than a little desirous. In sudden understanding, Oki whined pitifully through the melon that Amaterasu had used as a ball gag, held in by further vines about his head and muzzle. The goddess seemed not to notice, however, rubbing her head against his ear. The warrior struggled further against his bonds, but it was still of no use. Though Amaterasu could or would not speak, her sensuous motions against him spoke all the words Oki needed to know. We shall be together, the white wolf seemed to say. We will be together, forever.

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Oki struggled against the vines that entrapped him as Amaterasu continued to drag him up the hill, but as with every previous attempt there was no give in his bondage. The goddess’s power of the brush had entrapped him fully, keeping the proud warrior as helpless as a stuffed toy. As she continued to haul the slightly larger canine through the snow, the blue-furred wolf reflected that this must have been revenge for the job he had taken earlier. How she had escaped he didn't know, but now she had come back to torment him. The dragging stopped, Amaterasu depositing him at the top of the snowy hill. Oki tried to catch her eye, trying to beg some aspect for mercy from the powerful deity, but the white wolf simply padded out of his sight.

The warrior had just decided that she had resolved to abandon him in the wilderness when she reappeared. This time, she held a beautiful blooming flower in her mouth, and her expression was warm and more than a little desirous. In sudden understanding, Oki whined pitifully through the melon that Amaterasu had used as a ball gag, held in by further vines about his head and muzzle. The goddess seemed not to notice, however, rubbing her head against his ear. The warrior struggled further against his bonds, but it was still of no use. Though Amaterasu could or would not speak, her sensuous motions against him spoke all the words Oki needed to know. We shall be together, the white wolf seemed to say. We will be together, forever.