Chapter 1
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	Aiden looked up the mountain towards town, the haze of summer hanging about it like a golden fog, rendering eves in sharp relief, making even the dull leaden gutters of the old manors highest up gleam like burnished bronze.  It was a weighted presence that pressed all to the ground, beating upon them like their fathers paddle when they misbehaved.  Each step dragged, a struggle as they moved one paw after the other, as they descended the rocky scree beyond the town limits, and between two thick patches of spruce and larch that, had they started even five meters to the left or right, might now be sheltering them from the bastard rays of the high noon sun.
	Each step was precarious.  Even the best placed ones still dislodged a cascading tumble of small stones, and filled the air with a fine cordite dust that hung in the stagnant air, choking them, and burning their throats.  Such a miserable day was uncommon this high up the mountain.  Aiden might have stopped a moment to contemplate this rarity, and hope that it never happened again.  But to do so was to extend their misery, and that he could not abide, so he continued silently but for a wheezing cough now and then to clear the dust from his drying sinuses.
	Twenty minutes more passed, and Aiden stepped off the rocky slope, a few steps behind Avery, and ran gleefully for the fragrant, sheltering grove thirty meters farther down the mountain.  Twice he tripped, stubbing his toes on jutting rocks.  His tiny bob-tail worked hard to keep him on his paws, but still made it into the cool shade only seconds behind.  Aiden took his canteen from his backpack, and drank deeply.  It was half empty already, but it was of little worry.  Of the five kilometer walk to the partially collapsed family cabin, they were over three.  He had been able to see it from the scree above when he shielded his eyes against the glare, but from here, he could not.    
	Leaning against the rough boughs of a tree near the edge, he looked back again at the town they were leaving behind for the weekend, and saw that it had begun to fade into the distance.  Home was no longer visible, nor was the arcade, nor their favorite comic book store.  The town hall was still in sight, but the red brick appeared brown and dull, and only the gleaming golden dome on top was easily visible.  The lower suburbs were more readily visible, but much was now blocked by the dense pockets of pine that dominated this side of the mountain.  The sound of cars and pedestrians had long passed from their awareness, leaving only the warbling song of birds, and the buzz of honey bees.  
	“Almost there, Avery.  What do you think?  Another hour?”
	“Huh?  Oh, uh, yeah.  Probably a little longer.  I could see it from up there.”  He pointed at the disturbed scree absentmindedly, then scratched his crotch.  “But I wouldn't mind being a little longer...”  Aiden forsook his resting spot to be nearer his twin, and hugged him, pressing him into the tree he rested on, and thrust his hips forward, and mouth against his.
	Avery relaxed, and let Aiden probe deep into his muzzle, and wrapped his arms around him, straining to get around the unshapely backpack.  He couldn't, and let his hands drop to his pants.  Their way was blocked, and then he wiggled out from under him and away from his embrace.
	“Wait, wait!”
	“What's the matter?”
	“My backpack, dummy.  Something sharp is poking me.  I can't get comfortable like this.”
	“You sure it isn't my dick?”
	“I can feel that too.  Whatever it is, it's pressing into my back.”
	“Put it down then.”  Avery shook his head.
	“Nah, mood is gone.  Lets just get there.  We got an early start, and it's not that far.  We should get there long before Ricky and his sister, or Jay-Jay, so we should get some time to ourselves before they show up.”
	“Fiiiine...”  Aiden stepped away, slipped on the silky needles, and fell on his ass.    Avery laughed, shifted his bag, then helped him to his paws.

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	Ricky stood before the decrepit wooden gate and fence that surrounded the derelict cabin that marked arrival at their destination, hidden deep in a pocket of larch and spruce.  Here and there clumps of birch clung precariously to the higher altitude climbs, shining and white in the dappled light through the canopy of coniferous trees.  Near by, Rose balanced, short arms and long, naked tail out behind her on the rotting wooden beams, stepping one paw in front of the other.  It sagged under her weight, and he wondered if she might be too heavy for the pitted, cracked, and age worn fence.  A soft gust of warm wind rose up from the south, and made her short white dress flap, revealing plain white cotton panties.  He danced on the spot, slinging his backpack off and placing it in front of his crotch to keep his instant erection hidden from her.
	“Do you think they're here yet?”  Rose asked, reaching the nearest post and hopping down.    Her dress fluttered around her as she landed on the mossy ground.
	“Maybe.  I don't see them.  But then, if they are here, they'd be in back, setting up their tent, wouldn’t they?    They could also be late.”    
	Rose shook her head exaggeratedly, big ears flapping.  “No way!  They're always early, but we left way sooner than normal!  I hope we beat them here for a change!”
	“Well, lets go and see then.  You should know well enough where they'll be setting up by now!  Go on, I'll follow.  I got your bag.”
	“Okay!”  Rose pranced off through the ruined gate, and Ricky ran to grab her pack and follow.  It was much smaller, Mom having packed the tent and both of their sleeping bags in his because he was older and stronger.  Nevertheless, the second bag weighed him down, and he was slow to come round the ramshackle cabin.  He hoped that this time he and his sister had beaten them.  They had made exceedingly good time.  Mom had even driven them to the town limits.  But even before he came around the edge of the cabin to see for himself, Rose’s joyful squealing rang between the trees, followed by her chatting a million kilometers an hour with the twins.    
	Wondering how they did it, Ricky waved at them as soon as he came into view.  Just behind them, their small, orange, two person tent was already erected, and the flap hung open.  But their backpacks were conspicuously stashed by the entry, rather than inside, and their sleeping bags had not yet been placed.  Aiden stood next to Rose with a stake in one hand, and a small mallet in the other.
	“Ah ha!” he exclaimed.  “You've not been here long.  You've not even finished setting up yet!”
	They looked up at him, smiling their identical smiles.  “You'd be right.  We've been here scarcely an hour.  I rather thought we had another or more before you two got here!”    
	Rose settled into a hug with Avery, and Aiden knelt, hammering in the last stake, then tossed the mallet into the tent's interior, along with his bag.    
	“How do you two do it?!  You walk the whole way!”
	“We've told you once, Ricky, we've told you a thousand times: we get up with the sun for this, and are out the door almost as soon as we've finished our breakfast.  Maybe you should try packing the night before?  Or set your alarms.  That might help too.”
	Ricky grumbled and dropped both bags on the ground a short distance away, and slightly nearer to the stone circle that served as their fire pit.  The grass had been worn away in a great ring around it, and the wood was stacked beside it.   “Rose, would you go gather kindling for a fire?”
	“Okay!  Who's coming with?”
	“I will!”  Avery volunteered, emptying his bag haphazardly into the tent.
	“See you when you get back!  And make sure you get dryer stuff this time!  I don't think anyone is interested in having another smokey night!”    
	“That wasn't my fault!  I can't control the rain you know!” Avery shot back.  “I can't get dry wood if there is none.”  Ricky watched Avery pass a smaller bag from inside his to Rose, point off in a direction, and they left, talking animatedly.
	“I guess that leaves you and me,” Aiden said, kneeling at his side, and opening his bag.  “This probably slows you down a lot too, you know.  Having to carry all of your sisters stuff.”  He watched his friend struggle to pull the tent out of the stuffed bag, and roll it out on the ground.
	“That too.  Think we can get it up fast enough to have fun before they get back with the wood, or Jay-Jay gets here?”
	“Doubtful,” he replied, putting his hands on Ricky's fly.  “But there's nothing and no one saying we can't have fun first.”

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	Rosie squatted by the roots of a rare oak tree, trailing her fingers along the thick and craggy boughs for support while she picked up the woody stems at its convoluted roots.  The light through its branches and broad leaves dappled her dress in pretty shapes of light and shadow, at once highlighting and obscuring the smears of dirt darkening its simplistic purity.  Together she gathered a handful, shook off the dirt, and checked for dryness as she had been shown.  The twigs passed the test, and she stuffed them into the small kindling bag, then wiped her small dirty hands on her dress, adding to the growing stains.
	A short distance away, Avery hacked apart a long dead branch with a Swiss Army Knife, and placed the sawed off pieces into his own bag.  But Rose paid him no mind.  She shuffled to the other side of the tree and gathered more sticks, snapping the longest to make them fit.  But her mind wandered, taken in first by a caterpillar on the tree trunk, then by the flitting of dragonflies dancing and swirling in a great vortex of iridescent color and buzzing wings that delighted her ears and eyes.    
	She left her bag by the wayside, and dashed gleefully into the middle of them.  They were disrupted, but did not disperse, closing about her in a tiny, shimmering cyclone of dancing insects.    Rose spun counter to them, flapping her arms like wings, and laughed whenever one of the little things landed on her for a moments rest.  Avery heard her, and joined her, and together, they danced impromptu a ballroom dance in the vaulted rooms of the forest.  The wind and buzzing were the voices of the guests, the birds and burbling of the brook just beyond sight the music.
	By twos, the tiny insects departed in all directions.  “Come back!”  Avery called as the last of all flew into the leaves above.    
	“Aw...  Why'd they go?” Rosie asked.
	“I don't know.  But they sure were pretty though.”  Avery looked where the last pair had flown off, disappointed.
	“Yeah huh!  Wish we could've danced with them forever!”
	“Maybe not forever, but a little longer would've been nice.  They really were quite good at it.”
	“Yup!
	“Ah, whatever.  You almost finished filling the tinder pouch?”
	“Uhuh!”
	“Good.  Go finish up then, I just need to break up a few more bits, and we should be good for the night.”
	It took Rose a moment to find her bag, and found it far from where she had left it, kicked in her haste.  She stamped her foot irritably, hoping her displeasure might make the bits of leaf and twig jump into the bag where it belonged.  But no such thing happened.  Frowning, she knelt and consolidated.  Her bag was a little less full than she had thought, once she had cleaned it all up.  Wondering if some had scattered beyond her sight, she searched for another deposit of kindling, and began jamming anything that appeared adequate in with a furious, single-minded focus, regardless of its actual suitability.    
	So singular was her focus that she jumped, fell, and rolled over when Avery's finger touched her back, right between her shoulder blades.  Avery laughed, and so did Rose, once she saw it was only a friend.    
	“You done?” he asked.
	“Yup!”
	“Good.”  Avery hoisted his load higher on his shoulder, and crouched.  “Because you're it!”    
	He took off, the wood in his bag slowing him down, and clacking together loudly.  Rose scrambled after him, barely remembering to snatch the tinder bag on her way after him.  She quickly lost sight of him, but the sound of his laughter and his heavy feet upon the earth made him easy to follow.    His gait was longer than hers, but he was weighted down, and slower to start than she.  Though the lead was large, his bushy lynx tail came back into view long before they reached camp, and right upon the forgotten yard, her fingers snatched the hem of his shirt in victory.

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	Avery laid the kindling in the pit, and put the smallest of the collected branches on top, and Aiden passed him a flint and steel.  He struck once, twice, three times, scattering sparks into the dried leaves, but only a faint smoldering, a curl of spicy smoke arose.  He looked at it critically, adjusted a couple of the sticks, and struck again.  The sparks fell true, and a tiny ember formed among the tinder, and grew into a small flame.  Soon it roared and Aiden passed him an iron griddle, which he balanced on three larger stones.
	“So, what're going to eat?  We brought a couple of things, since Jay-Jay won't be here for awhile.”    Aiden said, turning to look at Rick and his sister.
	“What didja bring?”  Rosie asked, coming up to the edge of the fire, sitting on the log at its side, and poking at it through the grate with a stick.
	“Well,” Aiden said, dragging his bag closer and peering inside.  “Looks like mom packed us some of out PB&J stu-”
	“Ew!  You can keep that combo crap to yourself!”  Ricky said, and Rose mock vomited over the edge of her seat.  “What else do you got?”
	“It's not bad, really!”
	“I had it last time!  It's gross!” 
	“Even if you two like it, we don't, so I'm with sis on this.”
	“Alright, fine,” Aiden said, warding off a last look of distaste from his friends.  “More for us.  But that means we'll have to eat either tomorrows breakfast, or the hot dogs and beans.”
	“Ooh, hot dogs and beans!  Yum!”  Rose rubbed her belly, thrilled with the prospect of a camping favorite.
	“But... that's Jay-Jay's favorite too.”
	“Yup.”  Avery motioned to his brother for his bag, and rummaged for the camp cooking bowl.    “But those are the only things we got.  Good thing that mom thought of it, or the PB&J would've been the only thing we had until they got here.  It's one or the other.”
	“Well, no offense to Jay-Jay, but I'm not touching that other stuff, so bring on the dogs!”
	“Yeah, gimmie hot dogs!”
	“Hot dogs and beans it is then.  Aiden, have you seen the can opener?”
	“No, I haven't.  Didn’t you pack it?”
	“No, I thought-”
	“I got it,” Ricky said, running over to his tent, and hauling his bag out.  “You left it last time.”
	“Yeah!”  Rose preened.   “It was next to the fire ring!  I'm glad I checked to make sure my favorite fire stick was put away!”   Unnecessarily, she waved the now burning stick around, and the they all ducked for cover.  Ricky caught it as it waved towards him when he approached, and handed the can opener to is rightful owner.
	“Thanks guys,” he said, dispensing the cans contents into the bowl.  “The one on my Swiss Army Knife isn't the right kind for this can.  We'd have had a hell of a time getting it open with that.”
	“You're welcome!”  Rose said, placing her stick into the fire again.
	“You're welcome.  Now get those dogs on so we can eat.  I'm starving!”
	“Mhm!”    
	Avery laid the hot dogs onto the griddle next to the bowl of beans, and leaned back against the log, knees to chest, and his brother took a seat next to him.   “So, what has everyone been up to since Tuesday?”
	“I got that new game, Duat.  It's pretty cool.  Trying to escape the underworld ain't easy.”
	“Did you bring your Switch?   You'll have to let Aiden and me try it when you're done.”
	“Naw.  I forgot to charge it last night, so I left it home.  I'm sure Derek is enjoying it, even though I told him not to touch my stuff while I'm gone.”
	“Older brothers are such a pain,” Avery said, elbowing his twins' shin.  “So what about you, Rosie?”
	“Only two minutes!”
	“Not much.  I went swimming at the park yesterday, but it was no fun without Jade.”
	“I noticed she hasn't been around.  Where'd she get off to?” Aiden asked.
	“She went to her uncle's house for two nights.  It's on the other side of the mountain.”
	“How’s her uncle then?” 
	“Haven’t talked to her yet.  Think she was supposed to be coming back home this morning.”
	“Guess we’ll have to ask how that went when she gets here then.”   He poked at the hot dogs, and stirred the beans.  “Food's almost ready.  Ricky, did you bring the plates?”
	“Yessir!” he said, and passed him the stack.

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	Jade slunk quietly into the clearing behind the cabin, nose to the air, inhaling the scent of her favorite camping meal and drooling unattractively, Jason trotting along on his stubby legs behind her.  The scent was weak, masked by earth and pine.  The fire that cooked it was watched over by the lone Avery, sitting on the log seat with his back to them, stirring up the coals periodically to keep it going.  
	“Can you smell that, Jason?”  Jades whispered.  “They had hot dogs and beans without us!”
	“How can you smell that?”
	“The same way I can smell when your in the mood.” Without looking behind, she groped at his crotch.  
	“That’s nothing special,” he whispered back, pushing his growing erection into her probing digits.  “I’m always in the mood for you.”  Jade felt his hand close around the base of her tail, but she pulled away.
	“Hey Avery!”  she called, continuing forward.  Jason grunted and followed after her.
	“Oh, hey!  ‘Bout time you made it, Jay-Jay!” he said, looking over his shoulder.
	“Don’t call us that!”  Jason growled, jumping ahead of Jade and menacing with his claws.  Avery chuckled, the expected macho display failing to intimidate, and Jade pet Jason between his shoulders, and watched, amused, as he shivered and relaxed.
	“Where are the others?” he continued less aggressively.
	“They went to clean dishes and fetch more wood.  There won’t be enough for tomorrow, and morning wood won’t cut it.”
	“Makes sense,” Jade said, absentmindedly nodding, and surveying the two other tents.  “Do you think there’s enough room to pitch between them?”
	“Huh?”  Avery twisted around further, and Jason came up to the spot she had placed her bag.  
	“Looks good to me!”  Jason said, slinging his bag onto the ground next to hers, and pulling out the tent.
	Avery came up behind them, and looked critically at the small space.  “Looks a little small to me.”
	“That’s what she said.”  Jason interjected.
	“That’s what your mom said!”  Avery responded in kind.
	“Just move your tent over, please Avery?”  Jade wrapped her arms around Jason’s middle, and made puppy-dog eyes at him.
	“Oh, fine then.” and he went to grab the mallet from his tent.
	Jason unrolled their tent, and Jade started snapping the tent poles together, while Avery uprooted his tent, and moved it a meter to the right.
	“What’cha been up to, Jason?”  Avery asked, giving a critical eye to the tents’ new position.
	“Alright.  Been kinda lonely the last three days without Jade, but been too busy doing chores with mom in the office to come and hang out.”
	Jade stood up and kissed Jason.  “Aw, I know you missed me.”  
	“Ew, get a room you two.”  Avery joked, rolling his eyes and re-anchored the tent.
	“What do you think we’re doing?” she asked.
	“You’re just jealous!”  Jason said.
	“Oh, you know I’m kidding.”
	“Relax Jay,” she said, hugging him from behind again and kissing him on the cheek.  She put a hand on his belly, below his navel, and she could feel his tail wag between them.
	As Jade returned to clipping the tent poles in place, and Jason double checked there were no twigs under it before taking Avery’s mallet, the sound of laughter from the other side of the clearing heralded the return of the others.
	“Hey guys!”  Jade called, squeezing between Avery and Jason and waving.
	“Jade!”  Rose yelled, detaching from her brothers side to streak across the small space and into Jade’s arms.  The two girls swung around, and the two boys came on a hair behind.
	“Hey,” Ricky and Aiden said together, joining in the hug.  Avery jumped at the chance to join, and Jason abandoned the hammer in front of the twins’ tent as soon as he could to join in the group hug.
	“So, how was your uncle’s?”  Ricky asked, stepping out of the hug and leading the way to the fire.
	“Uncle is fine, thanks for asking.  It was nice to see him again.  I love the view off his apartment balcony.  You can just barely see Spiez from there on one side, and Lake Thun shimmers in the light during the evening.  Uncle says it looks like whiskey tastes then.”
	“That’s weird, but it sounds nice.”  Aiden leaned back, sharpening the roasting sticks, and handing them out one by one as he finished.  “Jason, you brought marshmallows, right?  Would you go get them?”
	“Yeah, I got’em.”  he said, dashing off into the deepening dusk, and returning with the wished for camping delights.   Avery tossed another log onto the fire in anticipation, and Rose exchanged her fire poking stick for the skewer.
	“Think he’ll let me come with you next time?”  Rose asked with bright and hopeful eyes.
	“Probably not.  It’s a nice place and all, but it’s so tiny!  There would be no space for you.  As it is, I have to sleep on the couch!  He’s also never met you, and might feel weird about it.”
	Rose pouted, and leaned into Jade’s side, and taking his seat on the other side, Jason did the same.
	“We’re glad you made it back in time.”  Avery said, spearing the fluffy confection and sticking it deep into the heart of the fire.  “Camping wouldn’t be the same without you.”
	“Aw, thanks!”  Jade said, ears warming.  “I’m so glad you let me join.”  She kicked her paws, inching her cold toe beans towards the ring of stones, warming them to match.  “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else, honestly.  I might’ve begged mom and dad to not send me to uncles this week if I wouldn’t have been able to come because of it.”
	The others nodded, while Avery waged war with the flaming ball of sugar attached to the end of his stick, trying to avoid losing the blackened marshmallow.  Triumphantly, he blew out the flame that clung to it, only to moan piteously as the fragile black crust broke, and the gooey innards, lacking any integrity, separated around the stick and fell with a depressing splat onto the packed earth at their feet.
	“Dang it.”

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	When the sun had long since dropped behind the trees, and their shadows had grown until they melded into a uniform darkness that blanked the world uncomfortably, the cubs began, one by one, to turn in.  Rose was the first to be sent scurrying, a long day of walking making her swoon dangerously on the log by the fire, and Ricky sent her off.  She protested, but her wit was no match for his firm hand against her sleepily slurred speech.  He followed not long after, complaining of the cold brought on by the wind, and the diminishing of the fire to conserve fuel for the morning.  A fair time passed and the four who remained talked quietly over the small, glowing fire.  
	Silence slowly crept up between them like the wind and the chill, and then the twins begged off to their tent, citing to Jason and Jade the length of their day; they had gotten up earliest of them all, walked the farthest, and carried the most stuff.  Then it was just Jason and Jade, taking what warmth they could from the dull, angry red corpse of the fire, but there was none to be had for them.  Their thick furs prevented them feeling the weak heat the same as it did the chill of the wind.
	“I’m not tired yet, Jade.  I don’t want to go to bed yet.  Wanna go for a walk?”  Jason saw her look side long at him, face red, lit by the garish glow of the crumbling embers.  
	“Sure, I wouldn’t mind that.”  She stood and stepped over the log, and smoothed her shirt.  The wind ruffled it, and she tried again, but with no more success.  
	Jason kicked some dirt into the coals, then took Jade’s hand and led her off into the trees.  For awhile, they walked silently, listening to the howling of the night wind, and invigorated by the cool air carrying the scent of earth and rain up from far down among the foothills.  Crickets chirped, the leaves rattled, and branches creaked in the fiercest of the gusts.  They walked in a great circle around the site, always keeping it and the misshapen lump of the cabin to their left.  Just in their vision, the neon orange tents could be seen intermittently through the trees.
	“I’m glad to have you back.”  Jason whispered to Jade, and moved in closer to her, the better to feel her body next to his.  She laid her head on his shoulder. 
	“It was only three days, silly, but I’m glad to be back too.  I missed you.”   
	“If you hadn’t been able to come, I wouldn’t be here.”
	“I know.”  Silence fell between them again, the wind rising to a wild pitch, then settled down to a gentle breeze.
	“I love you.”  
	“I love you too, Jay.”
	Jason stopped, and pulled her around to face him.  By luck, they stopped under a small gap in the canopy, and the light of a nearly full moon fell like quicksilver around them.  Her white and silver fur shone, dazzling his eyes.  The wind left, taking his breath with it, and the night fell silent as if it too held it in awe of her striking young form.  He stepped forward, and she stepped in to him too, and they wrapped their arms around each other in the puddle of moonlight and sighed.  It was pure bliss to hold and be held by her, and the perpetual inner turmoil quieted.  Tilting his head, he leaned into her, their lips coming closer.
	“Ooooh, Aiden!”
	Jade turned her head in the direction of the sound, giggling, and Jason’s lips and tongue touched her furry cheek.  
	“Sorry, Jay.”  
	Jason took her muzzle in his hands, and this time, their lips met, tongues twisting together, but another moan from the twins killed the moment.  Frustrated, he let his hands fall back to his sides.  Jade was all giggles though, and her face was radiant with childish glee, and they infected him.  Giggling with her, he whispered, and they hatched a plot that pleased them both; a harmless prank to revenge themselves upon them for the stolen moment.  
	They each took up a stick, and split up, tiptoeing to and around the twins’ tent.  Back under the trees, they could hardly see each other across the space, but there was light enough.  Jason nodded, and Jade lightly dragged her stick across the fabric of the tent.  The soft huffing and moaning and shaking of the tent went on through it.  He nodded again, and he took up the job, rasping the stick along the other side with his heavier hand.
	“Aiden, stop…  Do you hear that?”
	“Here what?  Your cute moans?”  
	“No, it sounds like something outside.”  Jason stopped on queue, and the silence stretched on for several seconds.
	“…  I don’t here anything.  You’re just imagining things.”
	The soft squish of slick body parts being pushed together started up again after a moment, and after Avery started moaning again, Jade tapped the back of the tent.  The noises stopped instantly.
	“I heard it that time.”
	“I told you!”
	“Okay, hold on…”  A light came on in the tent, a small, powerful flashlight, and the glowing circle traced around the tent, making Jade easier to see.  She had dropped her stick, and had both hands clamped over her muzzle.  He wasn’t in much better condition.  The tent rattled and swayed as the two boys inside moved, with intermittent silence, listening for the source of whatever it was they had heard.  But after much to do, they settled down.
	“I don’t hear it any more,”  one of them whispered.  If there was a reply to that, it wasn’t verbal.  “You want me to keep going?”
	“Y-yeah, go for it.”  
	“Get back on your knees then.”
	Jason stood there for a long while, trying to keep from making noise.  Eventually, his and Jade’s mirth waned, and he moved nearer to her, while the moans picked back up, only now their silhouettes plainly showed as one placed his penis to the upturned rear of the other, and thrusted.
	“You ready?” he whispered to her, under the cover of their pleasure.
	“I’m not so sure.  We had our fun.”
	“Aw, come on, Jade.  It’s good fun, and you’ll get to see them doing it.  I know how much you like to watch…”
	“Yeah…”  Jason took her hand, and moved in front of the tent.  The pace of the twins love making picked up, and their exhalations were becoming less and less guarded.  She knelt down next to him, and together, they gripped the zipper, and waited.  
	“Three…” he mouthed, looking at her, and she nodded.
	“Two...”  and they gripped the zipper tightly.
	“One…”  they both took deep breaths.
	“Now!”  and they both pulled up on the zipper, and shouted, “BOO!”
	“AHHHHHH!”  the twins screamed.  Avery, on hands and knees, looked over his shoulder and jerked forward and away from them, as did Aiden, and he was thrown off just as he came.  Squirts of cum jetted hard across the space, hitting the tents sides, and a squirt caught Jason on the side of his muzzle.  A puddle of seed formed under the other as he came too, his butt hole clenching on nothing.  The seed smeared over him as he turned in it, to face the intruders.  Jade burst out laughing, and Jason fell onto his back, kicking wildly.  
	“What the hell!”  Aiden demanded, while Avery, overcoming his shock, began to laugh too.  
	“I-I’m s-sorry!  I-It w-was just t-to good an opportunity to w-waste!”
	“What’s going on out there?!”  Rick called, leaning his head from his tent, while Rose babbled inside in confusion.
	“N-nothing!”  Aiden called back, the shock dropping from him, and the chuckles rising in him too.  More quietly, he looked at Jason, and his tittering settled.  “I’m going to get you back for this.”  Avery wiped his eyes and nodded in agreement.
	“Noted, and worth.”  He replied, rolling onto his knees.
	“Glad to here it,”  Avery said, gaining control over himself at last.  “Now do you mind?  We’re tired.”
	Jason nodded, and closed the tent flap, and went over to his and Jade’s tent.  From next door, Ricky explained to Rose that Jason had played a silly prank, and she should go back to sleep.  Shuffling out of the way, he let Jade in first, then pounced on her.  
	“You got cum on your face,” she murmured into his ear, and licked it from his muzzle.  He responded by unzipping her pants, and putting a hand into her panties.

Chapter 2
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						Outline								
	Date:  July 10th(Friday)-July 13th(Monday), 2020
	Location:  Behind a derelict cabin in the woods three kilometers south of the town limits as the crow flies.
	Average Temp(summer): 15-24C(59-75F)
	General:  Large, primarily coniferous forest surrounded by fields of wild grasses.  The town is barely visible.  Each scene is from a different viewpoint character(one of the six).
Important:  Each character shall receive flashback scenes relating in some way to the plot/subplots of the story, which is the sexual awakening of Rose!!!

Day one:
	One day, the six main characters(Aiden, Avery, Rick, Rose, Jason, and Jade), meet behind a the derelict cabin in the woods south of the town limits.  This first day centers around each characters introduction, trip, and arrival at the campsite.  Little to no apparent plot, only small revelations.
Scene Progression:
	1) (Aiden) Aiden and Avery travel to the campsite early in the day.
	2) (Rick) Rick and his sister arrive later then they intend to, and help set up tent.  Heavily implied blowjob between Rick and Aiden.
	3) (Rose) Rose in the woods gathering tinder with Avery for the cooking fire.
	4) (Avery) Avery cooks up an early dinner while they all talk about what they did in the last few days, and figure out why Jay-Jay(Jason and Jade) will be late.
	5) (Jade)  Arrives with Jason into camp, pitch their tent(between the Flatz and the Woods tent, then roasts marshmallows while they talk over the fire late into the evening.
	6) (Jason) Jason and Jade listen to Aiden and Avery try to have quiet sex, then imply Jason and Jade follow suit after pranking them.
Important Info:  
	1) Aiden and Avery are twins, and are sexually involved.
	2) Rick and Rose are siblings, and Rick is sexually involved with one or more of the others.
	3) Jay-Jay is actually two people, Jason and Jade.
	4) Jason and Jade are in a relationship.
	5) There is a significant age gap between Jason and Jade.
Plot points:
	1) Rose is the only one not involved in sexual activity of some kind.
	2) Rick wants to be emotionally and sexually involved with his sister, Rose.

Day2:
	Day two sees the six interacting as cubs do.  Emphasize their wants and problems.  Sexualization is everywhere, but any penetrative sex is off screen.  The plot/subplots however, begin to take shape when Rick is found repeatedly staring at his sister, and friction begins to develop between Jade and Jason.  Otherwise, the day passes in a haze of different activities with little actual plot relevance.
	1) (Avery) The group engages in an abridged breakfast, and four of them climb trees while two clean dishes.  This scene stays with the tree climbers.
	2) (Rick) Rick and Aiden go clean up breakfast dishes, and Rick anticipates the ‘awakening’ they have planned for Rose.  
	3) (Aiden) Rick and Avery return, and they all go down to the creek and skinny dip.  Many hi-jinks ensue.
	4) (Jason) 
	5) (Rose)
	6) (Jade)
Important info:

Aiden = Reactive, more dominant, intelligent 
Wants:  For everyone to get along
Problems:  Oblivious to his privileged status

Avery = Proactive, curious, energetic
Wants:  To explore(sexuality, the world, relationships, ect.)
Problems:  Too handsy, oversteps bounds a lot

Ricky = Humorous, Nerdy, out-going
Wants:  To have an intimate relationship with Rose
Problems:  Isn’t aware that he wants an intimate relationship with Rose

Rose = Innocent, naive, Athletic
Wants:  To share something deeper with her brother(and lesser extent their friends)
Problems:  Is totally innocent 

Jason = Hot-headed, show-off, Sensitive
Wants:  To be near Jade
Problems:  Is jealous of others being close to Jade, Everything is a competition

Jade = Even tempered, Reserved, Caring
Wants:  To be close to others
Problems:  Irritated by remarks regarding money

- Plots and Sub Plot -
Secondary:  Jason and Jade have a fight and take space apart from each other(Not quite a break up)
A)  Jason finds Jade having sex with the others, gets mad, happens repeatedly across a few chapters.
B)  Jade gets fed up and doesn’t want to sleep with Jason 
C)  Jason ends up sleeping with Rose, waking her up to sexual activity
Primary:  Rick and Rose have sex
A)  Rick is caught looking at(and at some point fantasizing about) Rose
B)  Aiden and Avery convince Rick that he should do something about it
C)  Rose remains oblivious, as Rick doesn’t want to hurt what he already has with his sister
D)  After being deflowered by Jason, Rick confesses how he feels to Rose, and they enter into a relationship
Secondary:  
A)
B)
C)

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