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Acheron's tale

By Tyler

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DISCLAIMER: This story will contain adult scenes in future chapters, sex between males. If that isn't your kind of thing, please leave.

Wolf

Acheron's paws slammed the cobblestone pathway as he sprinted down the main path. He dodged and dived between people, knocking them over when he had to. He heard distant shouting behind him, and he swelled with triumph at the thought that he was getting away.

"There's an empty house, I'll hide there." He thought. At least until the mob was gone.

He slammed into the door, knocking the rotted lock loose and stumbling into the darkened home. Around the room there was sparse furniture and rotting material. He turned, pushing a heavy stool in front of the door and sitting on a chair.

"What am I going to do now?" He was wanted for a crime that was punished by hanging. He had slept with a human.

Acheron was a Da'kor, about five foot two, with long, light brown fur and a young mind. He hadn't known it was a crime until he was being sentenced.

There he was, sitting, tied to a chair in the middle of a room full of people. The humans closest to him were in long, white robes. Church people. He had heard of them, and the lies they spread of his race. They called him sodomite, and said that he had taken the virginity of an adolescent.

He did make love to the boy, but it had been in a mutual romance, not the rape they were declaring it. They were calling it sin. A crime; though it wasn't in his opinion.

This was after his failed romance with Shiara, and after he had discovered his attraction to males.

It wasn't his fault, really. It was his mother's for sheltering him so much, he thought.

Yes this is a short chapter, but more is to come.