Woodrot could feel himself trembling with excitement. He had never met a troop like this one. The three were so different from the high born troops Woodrot knew. They didn’t behave anything like the dragons he grew up around. More than anything, they liked him. Like, really really liked him. Woodrot’s troop was popular, generally well-liked and well-regarded. But he was the weird one. His color was off and he hated to sit still. The way he thought and what he said were different from other MudWings he knew. But that was okay. His siblings never tried to change him. Well, Squelch did, but she wanted every one of the siblings to be perfect and hold their head high and regal as if they were Queen Moorhen’s cousins. Swamp and Sinkhole were wonderful to him, and Shoebill was the best bigwings ever. His siblings loved him so much. 

But no one had ever sought Woodrot out over his siblings. No troop had ever wanted him. Not the strange, off-colored runt of a troop. Woodrot’s claws dragged against the floor. The way the tongue was moving in him must have been magic. It touched so many places, so deep inside him. 

 “You’re ours now, little MudWing.”

Blackgum’s whisper sent tingles across Woodrot’s scales. Like cattails brushing along him. Gentle, teasing, electric. The sound Woodrot made was certainly undignified. Squelch would have hated it. But this troop seemed to like them a lot. Woodrot rubbed his muzzle to Blackgum’s. The bigger MudWing pulled Woodrot into another kiss. Their tongues worked together. One of the troop’s tongues deep in his aft vent, another filling his muzzle. Something about Blackgum’s odd black mouth, but pink tongue, was so attractive. Woodrot wondered why it was like that. It didn’t really matter- he loved it!- but he couldn’t help but wonder. 

“I can get a bit rough. I like to nibble and bite. Not your head in my mouth bite… along your body. Is that okay, little MudWing?” Kobicha’s voice was so deep and wonderful. It rippled through Woodrot’s very being. Kobicha was exceptionally thick and sturdy for a MudWing, and that was saying a lot! Maybe that’s why his voice was like that. Like a really big, heavy drum. It was so bassy and perfect. 

Blackgum broke the kiss again so Woodrot could reply, “Shoebill… will be … upset if I’m injured.” Swamp and Sinkhole too, but his bigwings was the important one. She was the one who chose what the troop did. It was hard to think with that tongue worming inside him. It was pressing on his prostate and rubbing there. Woodrot’s legs trembled beneath him, threatening to give out. They would have already given out if Sidewinder hadn’t been holding his tail up. How could he be expected to speak coherently like this? Especially when he sometimes didn’t make sense even without a tongue inside him. 

“I won’t injure you.” Blackgum had moved away. Kobicha’s muzzle filled Woodrot’s vision. It was such a big muzzle. This troop had such pretty eyes. Kobicha’s were a beautiful amber color. They looked so deep. They matched his voice. Two big deep drums. Or like a mud pool Woodrot could sink into further and further. They were really comforting. Blackgum’s were brighter, a golden color. Like cattail stems at the end of the hot season. They sparkled with a wonderful energy and sweetness. They looked as loving as Blackgum was. And Sidewinder’s were so intense. Woodrot hadn’t met many SandWings, let alone spent much time with them. Sidewinder’s eyes were solid black. They drew Woodrot in, like he was hypnotized. Like they physically pulled on him. He couldn’t look away from them until Sidewinder broke eye contact. Woodrot really liked this troop’s eyes. 

“It will hurt a bit, though. You don’t have to say yes. I can be gentle as you need me to be. But I would like to know beforehand. Have a sense of where to stop myself before I get too riled up.” Kobicha was such a nice dragon too. He was really gentle with Shoebill and Sinkhole. A lot of licking on them too.He had seen Kobicha bite a little on Blackgum in some between-egg making-foreplay. Not on Sidewinder. Sidewinder was probably too delicate since he was a Sandwing. Even then, Kobicha was so protective, so caring. Woodrot had heard SkyWings describe the term ‘fatherly’ before. It didn’t make much sense. What they described wasn’t what a dad was. ‘Bigwingsly’. That’s what the word should be. Kobicha was so very bigwingsly, just like Shoebill. Shoebill was bigwingsly too. They were both perfect bigwings. Woodrot knew the clutch they made would be just the best MudWings with a perfect bigwings too. 

“Hurt’s fine… If you like it, do it. Just,” Woodrot arched his back, his breath catching. How did the tongue go even deeper?! “Do anything… just ... nothing that’ll… upset Shoebill.” … “Please.” A tongue dragged along Woodrot’s throat. It was Blackgum’s. This troop really liked to use their tongues. Maybe it was similar to how Woodrot liked sticking his muzzle in things? Anywhere warm and that pressed on his muzzle. Damp or slimy was even better. That would make sense. They liked to use their tongues like Woodrot liked to nuzzle stuff. It also made sense because dragons taste good too. Woodrot liked how it tasted when Swamp’s shaft was in his muzzle, or he was licking inside one of his sisters. Scales didn’t taste that good, but it was still pleasant. Except hind talon scales. Hind talon scales tasted wonderful.

“Anything?... You are so very brave, for such a small MudWing.” Brave! Woodrot got tingles. Kobicha said it, and his deep voice was so certain. Like what he said was law. It was undeniable. He was brave! Woodrot knew he was smaller than most MudWings his age. Some other troops teased him about it in a mean way. His siblings did it playfully and lovingly. But Kobicha- all of this troop, really- said it in a sexy way. In a way that they loved his size. That he was just right as he was. “We won’t upset Shoebill.”

That must have been all the talking done because Kobicha’s muzzle suddenly engulfed Woodrot’s. Not like sticking his head in Kobicha’s muzzle. That was really nice, but this was nice too. When they kissed his muzzle was so big it was sort of engulfing Blackgum’s, but also locking muzzles like a kiss. Kobicha’s tongue was huge too. It forced into Woodrot’s muzzle like it belonged there. Woodrot’s tongue was helpless against it, barely able to slip side-to-side along the bottom of Kobicha’s tongue. Woodrot shut his eyes tightly as the tongue started to force into his throat. His claws scraped at the floor as it went deeper. It wasn’t thin like Sidewinder’s tongue. It was a powerful, big, thick MudWing tongue. Woodrot swallowed and sucked on it. Thick drool dribbled along his chin and neck. Sliminess was so nice. Woodrot tried to push into the kiss, but he was helpless. That was kind of hot too. 

Woodrot was really bad at telling time, especially when he couldn’t see the sun or moons. It felt like he was full of tongue for ages. Sidewinder’s moved around inside him like a writhing snake. Kobicha’s was slow and kind of gentle, but it was so insistent. It dominated him in a way he hadn’t known before. Woodrot’s mouth was Kobicha’s territory, and Kobicha’s tongue aggressively prowled around in it. Blackgum was there too, licking along his neck. That was also the troop’s territory for tonight. There were some gentle bites and mouthing along his neck, then at his shoulders. Little nibbles on his ears, playful tugs when Blackgum held Woodrot’s ear between his lips. 

“Have you ever been bred? Another male in your fore slit, like you were a female?” That was different! Was that a thing dragons did together? Blackgum had such fun ideas! It made sense. Why couldn’t a male dragon be bred too? He wouldn’t get eggs, but there was room for another dragon’s shaft in there. Right? It should fit okay. Blackgum’s claws were. When did Blackgum’s talon get down there? The claws worked in and out of Woodrot’s male slit, teasing the insides and at his shaft tip. That felt really different and nice. Way better than when Woodrot was just grooming it. Woodrot shook his head. He tried to at least. Kobicha’s muzzle was just so big and strong. His muzzle wasn’t his to use any more. “Would you like to be?”

Woodrot was thankful Blackgum could tell what he meant. All three of the troop were so very perceptive. He nodded, just as subtle as when he tried to shake his head before. That hot tongue suddenly sucked out of Woodrot’s tail. He felt so empty and cool as Sidewinder’s tongue left him. He arched his spine, pushing back a little. He couldn’t really move his tail. Sidewinder was holding his tail tightly, keeping it yanked up. That was nice too. It was kind of like Kobicha had control over his muzzle. Every part of Woodrot was their territory now. He was theirs for the night. That was thrilling. He was wanted, and now he was theirs. 

“His first time being bred?... You were going to offer that to your beloved mate, right?”

“Shouldn’t his first time be a fellow MudWing? It’s only proper. As much as I do love you.” 

It was really cute how their troop interacted. Cute? Impressive? Probably both and other words too. Lots of other words. They were playful and serious and really dynamic. They changed with the situation. Right now they were so flirtatious and aggressive. But they had been really well behaved, worthy of any high born troop, when meeting Queen Moorhen. That’s what Woodrot’s friend told him. But during the mating night and now they were so silly and fun and loving. Very playful. Woodrot could hear Sidewinder and Backgum nuzzling and growling in a flirty way. There were kissing sounds too. He couldn’t open his eyes while struggling with Kobicha’s tongue in his throat. It was such a big tongue. It was so deep in his throat. 

“Maybe I’ll just lick under your tail and make you go all limp and whimpery. Then I’ll take him and you can’t do a thing about it.” 

Kobicha’s tongue went even deeper. Woodrot’s throat burned from stretching, but he didn’t mind. It was so nice to suck and swallow on such a big, sexy tongue. To have it take its territory. Woodrot did think it was funny how Sidewinder worked like that. Sidewinder loved being licked under the tail, and when Woodrot did it Sidewinder did go limp and whimpery, just like Blackgum had just teased. Kobicha’s tongue pulled free of Woodrot’s muzzle and the kiss ended. Woodrot was left coughing, the excess of Kobicha’s and his own saliva drooling off his chin. 

“Does it really matter who’s where? He’s got two slits, and you’ll be fucking him at the same time.” Oh! That would be different too! Woodrot hadn’t ever had two males at once before. Not in his slits at the same time. There was one time Swamp was atop Woodrot and then Woodrot had sucked on a visiting MudWing’s shaft, but this would be very different from that. Woodrot wondered if Kobicha had decided that, or if this troop had a secret way of talking. A secret way of talking would be really cool. They did kind of act like that. They seemed to know what each other were thinking all the time. Woodrot could guess what his siblings were thinking and what they might do, but this other troop seemed to be perfect at it. Wait, could most troops know what each other were thinking? Was Woodrot’s troop not as good at it? No, that couldn’t be it. No other troops acted like Kobicha’s. They were a very special troop. And this special troop liked Woodrot! He managed some purrs and giddy giggling amid the coughing. “If you two can’t decide, offer his muzzle both at once. Woodrot can taste you both and decide. He deserves a little agency, after everything he’ll be going through tonight.”

It was kind of a threat, right? But it was a sexy threat. Kobicha was teasing him. He was laying it on really thick, too. It wasn’t a scary kind of threat, but like a really exciting threat. Maybe a promise of what Woodrot was going to go through. What was he going to go through? Kobicha had hinted it would take a lot to sate them. He could do it right? He would do it. This troop wanted him and Woodrot would be everything they wanted and more. Woodrot opened his eyes as Kobicha’s snout moved. The big MudWing was rubbing his muzzle along Woodrot’s. “He’ll need to be warmed up really well. I’m going to fuck him too.” That was super hot. Kobicha’s deep voice saying what he was going to do to Woodrot. The words were so commanding and powerful and there was no way what Kobicha said wouldn’t happen. Kobicha would probably make a great leader, like a general or something. But Woodrot hoped that didn’t happen. He wanted the troop to stay here and he could visit them and he could be theirs some nights. Get ‘fucked’ by Kobicha. That was a little scary. Woodrot had managed to get the tip of Kobicha’s shaft in him during the egg-making night. Being ‘fucked’ by him would be really intense. It would hurt. But he was going to do it! He would sate them.

Hurt! Kobicha wasn’t kidding about the hurt. Woodrot whined out as big jaws bit down on his throat. The deep growl Kobicha made flowed through Woodrot like ripples in water. It made him tingle again, and his slits feel extra sensitive. But it hurt too. Kobicha’s teeth dug against his scales. None of his scales were damaged, and he couldn’t feel any injury, but it hurt for sure. It made it hard to breathe too. Luckily Woodrot could hold his breath as well as any MudWing. It wasn’t a super bad hurt, really, but it was strong. How in mud was Kobicha’s bite so gentle, firm, and painful all at once? The bite hurt but exuded love and comfort. Why didn’t Woodrot want the bite to end? He’d stop other dragons. Woodrot didn’t want the hurt. He didn't like it. He wanted the bite for Kobicha. Kobicha clearly loved it, from the way he growled. 

The bite released, “Was that too much?”

Woodrot shook his head, whimpering, “I think that’s about as much as I can handle.” 

“Such an impressive little MudWing…” the muzzle migrated to his shoulder. Impressive! That made fireflies dance in Woodrot’s belly. The shoulder was a different kind of hurt. Hotter pain, but still wonderful. It didn’t stop him from breathing. Woodrot still didn’t like the pain, he didn’t want the pain, but the pleasure it gave Kobicha overwhelmed that so much. Sidewinder had asked about Woodrot’s pleasure on the egg making night. He’d even given Woodrot a blowjob. That felt nice. Woodrot’s length was so super sensitive so he came really fast. And when he came it made him lightheaded and tingly between his thighs. But that pleasure didn’t measure up to when Woodrot pleasured others. Feeling someone orgasm around his muzzle, inside it, or under his tail was a transcendent bliss that surpassed all others. Or just happy sounds, like the growls that Kobicha made when he was biting. Snarls saying how much he liked biting Woodrot. Those kinds of things made Woodrot’s belly feel warm and fuzzy and like he was a good MudWing and that lasted for days. 

The scent of dragon shaft filled Woodrot’s muzzle. His eyes focused, finding two shafts pointed at him. Woodrot had lost time again. That happened a lot. He hissed and arched as Kobicha nibbled down along his spine. He must have moved out of the way so Sidewinder and Blackgum could sit in front of Woodrot like this. The nibbles were so bigwinsgly. They felt so affectionate and protective despite being aggressive and hurting a little. Woodrot felt safe with this troop, even though it wasn’t his own. That was a new thing too. He hadn’t ever felt safe when he wasn’t near his troop. He even felt nervous when he wasn’t near Shoebill, even if his other siblings were there. Shoebill was so protective and made him feel so safe. Woodrot had been nervous about volunteering to go on his own and be Kobicha’s troop’s guide. Shoebill had been impressed and proud though. That made Woodrot feel so good. He impressed his bigwings! But now Woodrot didn’t feel nervous or scared at all. He felt so very safe. This troop was so special. The hurt was a safe hurt.

Woodrot leaned forward and to the left, toward Blackgum’s shaft. It was a familiar shaft. Familiar because it was MudWing. A thick pole of pink shaft flesh like all MudWings. Blackgum’s was a little thinner than the ones Woodrot had seen, and the tip had a little more girth than the rest of the shaft. It was still a lovely example of MudWing length. Woodrot pressed his muzzle to the tip, breathing in. He opened his mouth and let the shaft slip between his lips. The smell, the taste, were MudWing. But it had Blackgum’s personal scent and taste too. It was different from most MudWings Woodrot had enjoyed. Like most MudWings had a mud scent but Blackgum’s was like mud that had baked in the sun a little. Not that any of them smelled like mud at all, but it had that kind of difference. Similar but Blackgum had his very own special smell.

“Mmmh,” Woodrot mumbled around the shaft. He liked that taste. The pre dribbling onto his tongue. He pushed forward, welcoming Blackgum into his throat. That was their territory too, for tonight. His throat was another troops’ territory! That was so neat. And Woodrot was happy to have the territory taken. He liked Blackgum a lot, so sucking his shaft was even better. Blackgum was different, like Woodrot. He had those weird but sexy black insides, and he acted different from his troop mates, just like Woodrot acted different from his troop. Blackgum did this thing where he stared into the air sometimes, and his expression would change. Smiles, serious, like he was seeing something no one else could. It was a lot like how Woodrot did his loops and spins. A weird behavior that didn’t match the troop. But it was cute and neat and different, and Woodrot hoped his was like that too.

The groans above Woodrot made the little dragon’s wings tremble. That was it. That was the real pleasure. Blackgum was feeling good and Woodrot was the one making him do it. Woodrot bobbed while his tongue pressed and licked and swam left and right under Blackgum’s shaft. Woodrot gurgled around the shaft, swallowing hard as hurt built in his thigh. Kobicha was biting him again, but it was still nice. He was biting up along the thigh, toward- Woodrot hissed and arched, Blackgum’s length popping free from his muzzle. Kobicha’s tongue was so big! It was in his aft vent and pushing deeper. Sidewinder’s tongue was so hot and long and snaked around inside him. Kobicha’s was so thick, it stretched Woodrot wonderfully. Such a different feel from Sidewinder’s tongue. Sidewinder! Sidewinder should get sucked too. Woodrot moved his muzzle right, sniffing along Sidewinder’s shaft. That wasn’t MudWing at all. It was like a lot of exotic spices that showed up at royal banquets and special events. It smelled like male arousal and slit and dribbles but such a different kind of those things. And the shaft was as different as the smell. It kind of looked like an anaconda, but in a sexy way. Woodrot giggled as pre spurt atop his head, dribbling down the sides and between his eyes. 

It tasted really different too. The taste of Sidewinder’s anaconda matched the smell. It dazzled along Woodrot’s tongue. He pushed further, trembling as it slithered down his throat. The spade-shaped head felt weird and sexy in his throat. He swallowed and groaned. Both ends were full again, but opposite. Now Sidewinder was in his muzzle and Kobicha was in his aft vent. All their territory and they were exploring it. The shaft was so hot in Woodrot’s muzzle. Even hotter than Sidewinder’s tongue. It was like it had heated under the midday sun right before it went down Woodrot’s throat. Woodrot bobbed up and down, feeling the length go in and out of his throat. It wasn’t as slimy as a MudWing’s, but MudWing drool made up for that. It didn’t leak as much either. Maybe that was because SandWings conserve water really well, since they were desert dragons. Woodrot might like SandWings a lot. He liked Sidewinder a lot. He was so different and interesting and fun.

“Too much more and I won’t make it to either of your slits, little MudWing.” Sidewinder’s voice was so nice. Like sand pouring onto itself. 

His slits! He was going to get ‘fucked’ by the troop. He forgot again. Woodrot backed off the length, giving the spade-tip another lick. “Sorry-Y!” Woodrot squeaked as Kobicha’s tongue shoved up his fore vent. It swirled inside, licking around his shaft. That was a big stretch too. It was the second thing that ever went into his male slit, after Blackgum’s claws earlier. Besides Woodrot’s tongue. Third thing. “Uh… s… sorry Blackgum. Can Sidewinder go in the front? You’re thicker and bigger, and-” His claws dug against stone as Kobicha shoved his tongue even deeper, “Kobicha wants me to be warmed up and bigger might warm me up more.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Blackgum cooed as he nosed atop Woodrot’s head. “That’s a very good point. And I do like gifting things to my beloved mate.” 

“Aww, thank you my love,” Sidewinder chuckled above Woodrot. 

Then they were moving around. Kobicha lifted Woodrot and moved him around like Woodrot weighed nothing. That was crazy. Kobicha was probably twice Woodrot’s size, but it was still crazy. What a strong dragon. Woodrot was set atop Sidewinder. Sidewinder was on his back now. Kobicha’s big talons gripped Woodrot’s hips and pulled him down along Sidewinder’s body. Woodrot giggled and moaned as Sidewinder’s hot shaft slid up under his tail and between his thighs. Kobicha was helping guide and align it. Woodrot’s tail got pulled up. Those were smaller talons, so it had to be Blackgum. They were all really gentle, though. Kobicha’s talons were careful with him, even though they were so big and so very strong. 

Woodrot’s claws pressed into Sidewinder’s sides as the end of Sidewinder’s length sunk into his fore vent. Hot! It felt so different from Kobicha’s tongue and Blackgum’s claws. It was stiffer and didn’t curve and work into his slit like the tongue did. Well, the shaft did curve a little. It was shaped differently from a MudWing’s long, straight shaft. Kind of like the anaconda was lifting its head up to see further. Sidewinder’s length pushed in hard and went where it wanted instead of adjusting to Woodrot’s slit. The hot head hit Woodrot’s blunt tip. Woodrot squeaked and tensed. 

“Gentle, little MudWing. He’s a SandWing.” 

Kobicha’s big deep voice controlled Woodrot somehow. His talons relaxed on Sidewinder’s sides. “Sorry.” 

“It’s okay,” the pouring sand voice comforted him. “Is it too much?” 

Woodrot shook his head and the tip instantly went deeper. It was angled different because Sidewinder had moved his hips, so the tip sunk past Woodrot’s own. It went deeper and deeper and deeper, just like Sidewinder’s tongue did. Woodrot started to get that dizzy feeling like he was getting sucked on. Sidewinder’s so very hot shaft rubbed up against his, grinding together like two tongues during a deep kiss. It hit somewhere deep and stopped. It kind of felt like something thudded into Woodrot’s belly. It had to be the end of his slit, because it felt like the head was grinding at the bottom of his shaft. Sidewinder started to thrust just after, the black length invading the troop’s new territory pulling out before thrusting in again, over and over. The blowjob feeling was getting stronger, but Woodrot’s shaft couldn’t really get hard because there was no room. 

Another shaft. Woodrot writhed as that one went in. Blackgum went in under his tail. This wasn’t cautious and gentle like Sidewinder had been. The troop had seen what Woodrot could take on the egg-making night, and Blackgum didn’t have to be careful. He just thrust in until his groin scales smacked hard to Woodrot’s under tail. Then it was thrusting too. Full! Full wasn’t enough. Full didn’t describe what Woodrot was feeling. There was just so much inside him. The two shafts moved in and out opposite of each other. One going deeper, one pulling back, then opposite. Back and forth. Woodrot had to ball up his front talons to not dig them into Sidewinder. That wouldn’t be nice. Then it hit. Woodrot’s no-cum orgasm. It felt like when he came but his shaft wasn’t hard and didn’t shoot any cum. It usually hit when Swamp finished inside Woodrot’s tail. The hot cum made him have waves of pleasure, but this was early. Both dragons were still thrusting in and out of him, and there was no cum from either one yet. But Woodrot still had his no-cum orgasm, and it kept going. His belly felt really warm and fuzzy and pleasure radiated through his body. 

Blackgum was done first. Another strong wave of no-cum orgasm hit Woodrot when Blackgum did cum. It was so hot and slimy and so very good inside Woodrot. Blackgum had pushed as deep as he could go and was grinding and shooting more and more cum inside Woodrot. It felt soooo good. Especially with Sidewinder still humping in and out of his fore slit. Blackgum didn’t do bites. He dabbed his tongue along Woodrot’s neck, where Kobicha had bitten earlier, and mixed in kisses between the licks. Then Blackum’s weight was gone and the shaft was out of him. It felt cold under Woodrot’s tail, and he could tell his anal vent was open. He could feel cum dribbling back out of it. 

“Want to do something Sidewinder really loves?” Woodrot nodded to Blackgum’s question. It was too hard to talk, his mouth just didn’t want to. He was lifted again, Sidewinder’s shaft pulling free of his male slit. “Can you get hard for me, little MudWing?” Blackgum cooed as he kissed along Woodrot’s neck. 

The talons had to be Kobicha’s because they were big and moving him so easily. Woodrot nodded in response as the big talons turned him around. It was easy to get hard if Woodrot tried to, but he usually just forgot about that. That was another new! Woodrot’s shaft felt funny and buzzy when it got hard, like Sidewinder’s had done something to it. Woodrot was set back down on Sidewinder, but this time he was turned the other way. He groaned happily as Sidewinder’s length pushed into his aft vent. Blackgum’s cum made it go in really easily. It was hot that Sidewinder was humping into him, and into his brother’s cum at the same time. That made Woodrot giggle and purr happily. Big anaconda slithering through a cum swamp. Woodrot groaned louder as his shaft was gripped and stroked. That wasn’t going to go for very long. With Sidewinder in his tail Woodrot already felt all throbby and ready to cum. His shaft was pointed downward. Then the tip rubbed on a slit. Woodrot wasn’t a stranger to being in a slit. His sisters liked to have sex with Woodrot sometimes. Usually it was just using his muzzle for their pleasure, or they had sex with Swamp, but sometimes it was Woodrot. 

“Thrust, little MudWing.”

Woodrot’s body did it like Kobicha’s voice had puppet strings tied to him. He didn’t even think, his body just obeyed. Then again. And again again again. This! This was so new! It didn’t feel like anything Woodrot had ever felt before. He realized that they were faced opposite so his shaft could be in Sidewinder’s anal vent and Sidewinder’s shaft could be in his anal vent. Every movement made both shift and each thrust pushed Sidewinder back into Woodrot. He was thrusting for both of them! That was so neat. He thrust and his shaft pushed deep into Sidewinder, and Sidewinder’s deep into him. The way they were timed exactly the same was bizarre and wonderful. Woodrot humped harder and faster, hissing in bliss. This wasn’t like anything ever. It felt so good. He could do this forever, but then he came. Woodrot thrust down hard. He nosed at Sidewinder’s tail, licking along the tan scales, whimpering in bliss. That tingly feeling was so strong this time. It was hard to see like the sun was setting. His orgasm went on and on as he released his load into Sidewinder. How had they figured this out? It felt so good. Cum cum cum… “S… Sorry, was that too fast?” Woodrot murmured as the world stopped spinning and his cum stopped coming out. 

“Not at all,” Blackgum chuckled. “Sidewinder came a lot faster than you did, I think you almost knocked him out when you kept going. The sounds he made were so cute.” Woodrot hadn’t noticed the sounds. He was feeling too much. That amazing super good feeling. How had they ever figured this out? This might be the best sex. Woodrot really liked it. It was so much to feel all at once. He wished he had heard the sounds though. Sidewinder making cute sounds would be so silly and cute and sexy. Maybe Woodrot could do this again and then hear those sounds. He stood, all four legs trembling as his shaft pulled out and Sidewinder’s shaft pulled out at the same time. Woodrot’s did first, because Sidewinder was longer. Then he was entirely disconnected. It was kind of a relief. He was dizzy. That much feeling was so much. It was so much pleasure at once. It felt so good at once. It was the orgasm with cum and no cum orgasm at the same time. Woodrot’s body swayed. Could you have too much pleasure? He felt like it was too much pleasure. His brain felt stagnant. 

“Ready for me?” Woodrot nodded even though he wasn’t really sure. But he wanted to. He wanted to be impressive. He was moved again, set on the ground. A big, powerful talon pressed his chest to the ground, another lifting his tail high. This was going to hurt but it was going to be so sexy and have such a good no-cum orgasm. Woodrot trembled in excitement when a shadow moved over him. Kobicha was so big and strong and the whole world was eclipsed when he stood over Woodrot. Other talons were holding his tail up now because Kobicha was too big and far to reach all the way to Woodrot’s tail. So big. The tip against his aft vent was so big. Powerful too. It shot a strong gush of pre that went deep into Woodrot. Then the tip followed. Woodrot knew he was making really undignified sounds. Squelch would be so angry. She didn’t like undignified. But it had to be. Woodrot couldn’t do anything else. It was like the gigantic MudWing shaft was forcing them out of him. It went in and the sounds came out. It went in really far. It hurt too. Woodrot hadn’t ever been stretched like this before. It felt like his hindlegs were being pushed apart from the inside, and his belly was pushed down. “That’s so much, little MudWing… is this okay?” 

It was so snarly and growly. Woodrot could tell Kobicha was holding back. His front talons were tense with claws pressed into the floor. Woodrot could hear the tips scratching at stone. He felt like it was really deep inside him but it couldn’t be much of the shaft. Kobicha’s shaft was so big and long and this couldn’t be all of it. Or even half of it. Woodrot wasn’t sure how deep it was because the ache just kind of radiated and he sort of felt numb now. Woodrot remembered to nod. He might have lost time. He hoped Kobicha didn’t wait long. Then the length pulled back and thrust back in. It was as fast and rough as Blackgum had been, but it felt like a whole dragon was ramming into the back of him. There were talons on his shoulders, holding him in place. Woodrot had skidded forward a couple times already. Since he was held Kobicha could hump even harder. 

“A… little… less… please.” He got it all out. It was so hard to make words right now, but he managed to say it.

“Of course, my little MudWing,” Kobicha growled. His voice was so full of snarls and roars and growls, and his talons were so tense. But he said it so bigwingsly. “Thank you for letting me know.” That was SO bigwingsly. Kobicha was so wonderful. Woodrot really liked Kobicha. He really liked all the troop. They were such a good troop. “How’s that?” 

How was it? It felt better. The ache was less, even though the shaft was still going in and out. Woodrot was still stretched wide, but it wasn’t as deep. And it was feeling really good now. Really, really good. Woodrot knew he was going to have another no-cum orgasm before Kobicha was done. “Yessss…” was all Woodrot could manage to respond. Then it got rough again. It didn’t go any deeper. Kobicha was so good at that. He only went as deep as when Woodrot said yes. But it was going in and out really hard and fast. There was lots of snarling and growling again. Kobicha’s claws raked at the ground. The talons holding Woodrot in place were a really good idea. He’d be sliding across the floor otherwise. Woodrot knew Kobicha wasn’t going all out on him. The raking talons, the snarls and growls, the little puffs of smoke. Kobicha was holding back. He was holding back a lot. Woodrot’s body spasmed as his no-cum orgasm hit. His head swam as waves of pleasure rolled through his body. 

“Sun above, I love when he makes those sounds.” Sidewinder must have been talking about Woodrot’s squeaking. His voice got higher pitched and squeaky when he orgasmed either way. His siblings had teased him before about it. Lovingly teasing. They found his squeaks and whines and chirps cute. But Sidewinder loved them. Maybe they turned him on? That made Woodrot’s pleasure all the stronger. 

“It was even better when you were both doing it.” Sidewinder’s sounds! Woodrot wished he had heard them so much. And their sounds went well together? Sidewinder and himself squeaking and groaning and whining from all the pleasure they gave each other. Non-stop bliss and dragon sounds and ecstasy. Sounds were great too. Almost up there with tucking his muzzle in places and hind talons. That’s why it felt so good to have Kobicha on top of him. ‘Fucking’ him, like Kobicha said. The growls and snarls and loud panting breaths were all a beautiful song of Woodrot being a good little MudWing and giving pleasure to Kobicha. The compliments were kind of like pleasuring others. It wasn’t as strong, but it made Woodrot know he was a good little MudWing and that felt great too. Woodrot wondered if Kobicha was like this having sex with his siblings. Probably not Sidewinder. SandWings were so delicate compared to MudWings. Kobicha was really gentle with Shoebill and Sinkhole, so this must be him letting loose. He probably had sex with Sidewinder like that. But Blackgum was a MudWing too, so maybe Kobicha was rough with Blackgum. Blackgum was large enough, a good deal closer to Kobicha’s size. Had Woodrot had these thoughts before? He did that a lot. He forgot his thoughts then had them again and then remembered he-

Woodrot was yanked upward. One of Kobicha’s powerful forelegs had wrapped under Blackgum’s chest and yanked him free of the talons holding him in place. Woodrot was suddenly full of heat. Just one shot and he felt full. Last time Kobicha had already been with Shoebill and Sinkhole multiple times before Woodrot took a turn. This was so much more than last time. Woodrot’s ears rang as Kobicha roared out, the enormous and powerful body holding him flexing over him. Woodrot had no doubt Kobicha could crush him easy as a leaf. It was rough, but it was also very bigwingsly. The grip didn’t hurt at all. Just his stretching belly as more and more cum pumped under Woodrot’s tail. That kind of hurt. But being pressed against Kobicha’s chest by his talon didn’t hurt at all. Kobicha’s roar turned to a hiss as Kobicha clamped his muzzle closed, just next to and above Woodrot’s head. Was he still holding back? Then fire burst out over the floor and wall. Yeah, Kobicha was holding back. So bigwingsly. It wasn’t a lot of fire. Just one big gush of it instead of a long, sustained blast. Woodrot bet Kobicha could have burned a hole through the wall if he let loose. The powerful foreleg holding Woodrot loosened a little. 

“Three moons, are you okay Woodrot?” That was SO bigwingsly. Kobicha was still cumming inside Woodrot. All that must have happened really fast, even though it felt like a long time. Time was weird for Woodrot. It wasn’t loss this time. It was like Woodrot got extra time. Kobicha was checking on the little MudWing even while he was finishing his orgasm. Kobicha was just a perfect MudWing all around. This troop was amazing. 

“Yes,” He managed to squeak out. He was still in the throes of pleasure too. But it was tapering off. For Kobicha too. A moment later they were both panting, their loops and spins of pleasure steadying to riding the thermal of afterglow. 

“Did my fire hit you?” Kobicha was nosing atop Woodrot’s head. He was being so protective and affectionate, just like Shoebill. And Woodrot wasn’t even a member of Kobicha’s troop. What an amazing bigwings. 

“I… don’t think so? I’m from a blood egg, so I’m not sure.” Kobicha flopped to his side, holding Woodrot in the small spoon way. Kobicha was a lot warmer now, from all the exertion. His big muscles must make a lot of heat, being so strong like that. 

“You’re… fireproof?” 

“Fire resistant,” Woodrot corrected. It was a common misunderstanding. He felt Kobicha pull free from him. That got another squeak. Then liquid heat was dribbling out along his rump, tail, and foreslit. So much heat and so much dribble. Kobicha must be a super fertile dragon. Woodrot bet that Shoebill and Sinkhole were going to have really big clutches, and they were going to be the best MudWings, and that their bigwings would be perfect. This was another repeat thought, right?

“You really are the perfect little MudWing, aren’t you,” Kobicha rumbled approvingly. That made the back of Woodrot’s skull tingle and tickle in a wonderful way. Perfect? He was a weird runt. That wasn’t very perfect. Not to most MudWings. But maybe he could be perfect for some MudWings. 

“Thank you,” he giggled breathlessly. Muzzles were on him now, nuzzling and licking. 

“Ready for us to take a turn again?” Blackgum sounded so eager. Kobicha really wasn’t kidding about sating this troop earlier. They were incredible. Insatiable? Usually Woodrot’s siblings only went for one then kind of lazed afterward. It was more proper, not to be obsessed with mating and pleasure. Maybe it was better to not be that way. This was a lot of fun. 

“Yes please.” 

“So, so very impressive,” Kobicha murmured, nosing along Woodrot’s neck. So much tingling and tickling. 

There was another bite. It didn’t hurt as much as the others, maybe because Woodrot was getting used to it. Or because he was buzzing from claw to horn with pleasure and fuzziness. Maybe Kobicha was biting softer now that he let some cum out? Let a lot of cum out. There was so much cum leaking out of Woodrot. Then there was water. Woodrot took a deep drink before he lifted his head from the cauldron. The cold water was refreshing. It gave him energy back and kind of balanced all the heat that was pumped into him. There was so much inside him right now. There must have been time loss again. Or maybe the troop was super efficient? Probably that. They were incredible. There was water, then Woodrot was on his front, pinned to the floor. He groaned happily as Sidewinder hilted in his tail. It was kind of fun that he could tell who it was just by how they felt. Different shapes for Sidewinder and Blackgum, and different sizes for Blackgum and Kobicha. Woodrot giggled happily thinking about that. His tail was a detector for Kobicha’s troop members. There were nuzzles at his snout. Woodrot opened his eyes. He didn’t even remember closing them, just basking in the pleasure and giggling. Kobicha’s muzzle was in front of his own. 

“You deserve a little treat for doing such a good job.” A treat? That sounded nice, but their pleasure was the ultimate treat. Woodrot was going to have a warm tummy for weeks after this. His body was glowing with pleasure, knowing how much he had given to this wonderful troop. Woodrot lifted his head to protest. He didn’t need a treat, he would tell Kobicha just how this was the best thing. But then Kobicha’s mouth opened. That made the words catch in Woodrot’s throat. Kobicha had such a big, beautiful mouth. It was just the right amount of slimy, with big bridges of saliva connecting fangs and tongue. Too slimy probably wasn’t possible, actually. Kobicha’s tongue was really wide. And soft! How was it so hard and rough when it was under Woodrot’s tail earlier, but now so soft? Kobicha had scooped Woodrot’s head up into his muzzle. Woodrot’s jaw and neck were laying atop Kobicha’s tongue. Kobicha must have stuck it out past his teeth. It was a perfect pillow. Slimy, hot, soft. Kobicha’s muzzle closed some. Inside got all dim. This was so nice. Kobicha’s hot, damp breaths washed over his face, then cold air sucked in past him. And drool was dribbling down over his head scales, down along his snout. It pooled in Kobicha’s lower jaw, around Woodrot’s head. That might be the best part. It was so slimy and hot. But the mouth was so pretty, so that might be the best part. 

Kobicha must have cum so much that Woodrot was just too full. Sidewinder must have orgasmed, but Woodrot hadn’t noticed. He was too full to feel it. And the mouth was just so entrancing. But Sidewinder pulled out of him. Kobicha swallowed, the pool of drool reducing. It made Kobicha suck on Woodrot’s head slightly. That was a new thing too! He hadn’t ever felt that before. It was really pleasant. He didn’t want to be eaten or bitten like that, but the sensation was really nice. It was kind of like when he used his muzzle to go in and out of Shoebill. Woodrot’s hips were higher this time, and he could feel someone getting up behind him. It had to be Blackgum. His turn to claim the troop’s territory. But he went for different territory. Woodrot’s squeak and whine echoed inside Kobicha’s muzzle. Blackgum had gone for Woodrot’s fore slit. It was a really tight squeeze. Two MudWing shafts inside one slit was a lot to hold. And Blackgum’s was bigger than Woodrot’s, so it was even a tighter squeeze. He couldn’t go into maw trance again. The sensations were too much. Like Sidewinder earlier. Being humped and getting his shaft played with all at once. Woodrot squirmed, head brushing around inside Kobicha’s maw. Kobicha was really good about that, moving his muzzle so Woodrot didn’t get hurt on teeth. 

Maybe he was squirming too much? Kobicha pushed Woodrot’s head out with his tongue. Woodrot hoped it wasn’t too much. He wanted to be the perfect little MudWing, and if he did that it wouldn’t be perfect. But it was hard to think about that. Blackgum was humping pretty hard, and the blunt tip kept smacking that deep spot near the base of Woodrot’s shaft. The end of his slit. Woodrot didn’t even know he had that, but it made sense. It wasn’t like a tube like maw to tail hole was. His male slit was just a one way in out sort of thing, so it had to have a back. This was another repeat thought! He thought it earlier when Sidewinder had done it, right? Maybe he didn't think about the one way in and out part. It made Woodrot see stars when the blunt tip kept hitting it over and over. There was movement behind the stars though. Oh! He hadn’t been squirming too much. Kobicha wanted something else now. The treat was over. That was good! Still perfect. He was doing a good job. Then Kobicha’s shaft was in front of his muzzle. Kobicha was pumping it with his big, powerful talon. 

“Open up, little MudWing.” Woodrot’s body was still so obedient. Even if it wasn’t he’d make it do this. He loved it! It was perfect. Kobicha’s big, fat shaft tip was pushed against his lips. Then GUSH! Woodrot swallowed as much as he could but it came way too fast. And Kobicha’s tip wasn’t actually inside his muzzle. Just shooting into it from his lips. That made it harder to swallow. Lots of cum poured out the size of his muzzle. A swallow went wrong and Woodrot felt cum ooze out his nostrils. That had happened before. It felt silly and fun. 

“That’s a good look for you, little MudWing.” Kobicha’s groaning compliment was even better. It was like ‘perfect’ and ‘impressive’ and having feeling others’ orgasms all in one. And that was happening too! As Kobicha’s spurts tapered off and Woodrot could swallow more languidly he felt Blackgum hit really deep and hard again. Cum in his male slit felt SO weird! Good weird. Like Woodrot. He was good weird too. This troop made Woodrot sure of that. Woodrot’s troop and Kobicha’s troop all agreed he was a good weird. Except maybe Squelch but she was weird too. The cum felt really funny squelching around inside his male slit. Each shot made it feel like he was stretched, then it oozed out between and around their shafts as he squeezed down instinctively. Like Kobicha’s second load, Blackgum’s second was smaller. That was normal, right? It must happen to all dragons. During egg-making time the males Woodrot had been with did that too. The troop’s shafts left and Woodrot laid in a puddle of their love. He was so tingly, and his belly was so warm, and his head buzzed. The world looked kind of swirly. And hurt. He was so achy. Both his slits and insides ached. His shaft felt hurty too. It got abused when Sidewinder and Blackgum were humping his slit. It didn’t hurt bad. Plus his shaft always got a little achy after he used it, and he had cum in Sidewinder’s tail. That was so much for his poor, super sensitive shaft. He hoped it wouldn’t be upset at him for letting it get all hurty. 

“You got to be the first to in his slit, and I was the first to cum in it. Seems fair to me.” 

“I suppose. I didn’t expect you two to pull the reverse thing on me. He humps impressively fast.”

“You two did a great job on him. I can’t tell you how attractive it was seeing both of you in him at once.” Attractive! Kobicha said it was attractive. That included Woodrot, since Kobicha always saw his siblings. But they were obviously attractive. The whole troop was gorgeous. Excellent examples of healthy MudWings, like Sinkhole had said on their flight to Jade Mountain. And they really were. Their bodies, and what they said, and how kind they were. Excellent perfect examples of MudWings. Tongues were on him. All three tongues. They were licking away the cum and soothing his aches. And there were more compliments and cooing. Affections. Telling him how good he did, what a perfect little MudWing he was. He was nosed over onto his back so they could lick the front of him. Their tongues got everywhere, even cleaning out his two slits. They must have lapped up the mess on the floor too, because Woodrot couldn’t feel it any more. Time loss?

“How are you doing?” He was just so bigwingsly. That was the best term ever for Kobicha and Shoebill. Woodrot would use it forever now. He couldn’t wait to tell Shoebill. She would probably laugh at it, but she’d also like it a lot. Shoebill should know what a good bigwings she was. How was he? Woodrot wasn’t really sure. He felt so good. His head was still spinning. His belly glow might last forever now. But there was a lot of hurt still. From the bites, and from his shaft being squished and prodded, and from being stretched so far. He might be the stretchiest MudWing ever now. And so full. He was so very full. All he could taste was Kobicha cum and he could feel troop cum leaking from his tail. Even after all the licking he could feel himself leaking. There must be so much inside him. Would hurt be bad? He didn’t want them to feel guilty. He should definitely say how good he felt. But he hurt too. A perfect little MudWing wouldn’t lie. 

“I’m good. It feels like I’m full of fireflies and being brushed with cattails. And in really warm, really good mud. I’m so tingly… It hurts too. I’m really achy.”

“Blackgum has been working on the hurt part. He’ll be back shortly.” That pretty sand voice. Sand cascading forever. Sidewinder was so warm. Warm and hot. Even his voice was warm. When had Blackgum left? Was he gone for a while now? Woodrot wasn’t sure how long he was being licked. Or when three tongues went to two. Time loss happened so often. It was definitely time loss again.

“The blood egg… You’re really fireproof?” Kobicha’s voice was clearly curious. That happened with a lot of MudWings. Everyone knew about blood eggs but it was so hard to believe MudWings had that kind of magic. 

“Fire resistant,” Woodrot corrected again. “Yep! I am. A lot of sustained fire can hurt me, or if I was in magma or something I think. Clay, the dragonets of destiny MudWing, limps because that firescale skywing used her fire on him. She got rid of dragonbite viper venom, but his firescales couldn’t protect him all the way. You can try it if you want?” 

“I think I’ve hurt you enough tonight, little MudWing.”

Woodrot giggled, “Fire only hurts a tiny bit. Mostly tingles. Look, see? I’ll do it.” Woodrot extended his wing and turned his head. He blew fire along the inner wing for a second, then stopped. His scales glimmered a little with heat, then it died away. He looked back to Kobicha and Sidewinder, smiling proudly. He didn’t care if some said it was wasted on such a small MudWing, or one that was so weird. It was his, and he was Woodrot, the little fire resistant weird but perfect for this troop MudWing. The expressions Kobicha and Sidewinder had made him even prouder. 

“That’s incredible,” Blackgum said from the doorway. Woodrot turned and looked at him, still smiling wide. That ‘dumb smile’, Squelch called it. It was Woodrot’s too-happy-life-is-mud-and-fireflies smile. Who cared if it made him look dumb. Blackgum continued into the room walking tripod style, a bowl in one of his talons. He sat next to Woodrot and brought the bowl close. It didn’t smell amazing. 

“Open up. Now tongue up.” Woodrot did as he was told. His body didn’t do it without him, like it did with Kobicha. But he trusted Blackgum. He trusted all three in this troop. He felt safe. That was so nice, to feel safe around other MudWings besides his siblings. Blackgum reached into Woodrot’s mouth and pressed something under his tongue and against the gums on both sides. It felt kind of warm, sort of like chewed up water spinach. “You can close your mouth. Don’t swallow it, just let it sit there for a little while.”

Woodrot again did as instructed. The taste was actually pretty pleasant, despite the smell. It had a vague sweetness and earthiness, and plant taste. Marshmallow root. That taste was there. Maybe mushroom too? “Oh! Oh wow. The pain’s going away.” Did his words sound funny? They felt funny.

“Blackgum is an incredible healer.” Kobicha’s voice felt stronger, like it was rolling through him in waves. When Woodrot tried to roll over he realized his body felt a little funny and slow. “Careful now,” a large talon gripped Woodrot, “You shouldn’t move much until we take the treatment out. It’s a muscle relaxant as well.”

“Okay.” Woodrot rolled to his back again. He looked at Blackgum. Blackgum was looking bashfully at Kobicha. It was so very cute. Then Blackgum turned to meet Woodrot’s gaze. Such pretty golden eyes. 

“It’s a pain reliever and muscle relaxant. It’ll probably make you feel a little sleepy too. Our training can be very intense, so this helps. Especially for Kobicha. He works out really hard.” Woodrot nodded slowly. Kobicha was really strong. It made sense that exercise could make a dragon achy like that. Woodrot stretched all five limbs and his wings. He yawned. He tried to stop himself, but Woodrot wanted to yawn so much. “That’s probably enough. Has the pain gone away?” How long was the stuff in his muzzle? Time loss. But the pain was really far away, like it was outside the room now. Like it was peeking in through a window and whispering to him. Woodrot nodded to Blackgum, then had to yawn again. He would have jumped in surprise as Blackgum’s talon slipped into his muzzle, but Woodrot’s muscles were heavy and slow. The plant stuff got pulled out, leaving only the taste. And a numb tongue. Woodrot pushed his tongue at his fangs. It felt so weird. He giggled when Blackgum’s talon scritched at his chin. “Be careful not to bite your tongue. The sleepiness will wear off soon, but the pain shouldn’t come back for the night.” 

“Thank you,” Woodrot tried to say. It came out really funny and silly. His numb tongue didn’t like to make words. It flopped around when he tried to move it. Maybe it was upset with him? His shaft was probably going to be upset with him too. It felt sort of tingly and numb now. And Woodrot felt sleepy. He was so heavy. But Kobicha was still strong enough to lift him. He wasn’t sure what happened after that. He drifted. Time loss? Or maybe he slept. It was kind of the same thing sometimes. Drifting and daydreaming was close enough to sleeping. 

“Do you want some hind talons, little MudWing?” 

Woodrot lifted his head. They were on the resting platform. He looked around. All three of Kobicha’s troop were laying in a circle around him. Together they lifted their hindlimbs and pushed their hind talons onto him. Woodrot was in heaven. Their soles were wonderful. Fine scales, pleasantly soft, so warm. The smell was nice. Each had their own. Sidewinder’s was exotic and spicy as ever. Blackgum’s was unlike any other MudWing’s. And Kobicha’s was strong. Every inch of him, even his hind talons’ smell. “You don’t have to-” 

“Oh, we want to,” Sidewinder said in such a sultry way. Then his hind talon lifted and pushed onto Woodrot’s muzzle. Claws curled over the top of it, keeping Woodrot from responding. He breathed in slowly, savoring Sidewinder’s SandWing smell. Talon smell. The sole was so, so very hot. SandWing bodies were amazing, how were they always so warm? Big hind talons pressed and rubbed over Woodrot from every direction. They massaged at his back and sides, rubbed at his belly and over his muzzle. More compliments and praise were showered on Woodrot as he was worked over by the hind talons. Hind talons were so wonderful and perfect in every way. And they were magic. They were the only thing that kept Woodrot’s brain from flying all over the place. He could just savor and love these perfect talons. And the talons kind of loved back on him. They rubbed and pressed and Kobicha’s made its way between his thighs. Sidewinder must have told Kobicha that. Woodrot nuzzled between Kobicha’s claws and humped. Talons could definitely make Woodrot hard. And his shaft couldn’t be too upset with Woodrot, because it came out and made a mess on Kobicha’s sole. Woodrot was ordered to clean that up too, but that was just fun and silly, because he wanted to do it anyway. He was pretty sure Sidewinder knew that too, since he did it the morning after the egg-making night. But it was hot and silly and fun to be told to. 

After cleaning up, and a few more talon kisses, they changed positions. Kobicha wrapped around Sidewinder and Blackgum wrapped around Woodrot. That made sense. Last time Woodrot had cuddled on Sidewinder for sleep. They stayed on the far side of Kobicha because Woodrot’s siblings were silly about Sidewinder’s tail. It was such a pretty tail, and the barb looked so cool. Woodrot wished his tail was so cool. Maybe next time he’d get to cuddle Kobicha? That’d feel really nice. Kobicha was even bigger than Shoebill, and cuddling her was wonderful. Kobicha would be wonderful too! Maybe next time. They also cuddled together like a normal troop, of course. They were all touching and pressed close, just Blackgum and Woodrot were positioned so their muzzles were at Kobicha’s and Sidewinder’s hind talons. Woodrot got to nuzzle on those huge MudWing soles and claws and kiss more beautiful SandWing talons while they rested. Woodrot rubbed his muzzle along them and kissed them and breathed them and just loved hind talons so much. He saw Blackgum try it a little too, but Blackgum didn’t seem to like it like Woodrot did. And that was okay! They were both weird and different MudWings but they were weird and different in their own ways. But different was good. Woodrot wouldn’t have made it if he only had two siblings. These three were different in a way that made them be okay as three. Okay even after they lost their two sisters. How could they survive that, and survive ten years longer? Blackgum lifted his muzzle from the heavenly hind talons. 

“If you don’t mind me asking…”