And then she began to be filled. The rush of an impossibly amount of impossibly warm spunk was released into her ass, the load reaching her bowels as the entire passage way began to be filled with that hot seed. The wolf's eyes were anew with tears, growing wide as her ass was struck. Feeling drained of all her energy, Niraya could let out much beyond a whimper as an addition set of manacles were placed on ankles. What was going to happen to her?<br/><br/>The woman was cut off mid sentence and the wolf is able to turn to see the woman dead next to her apparently dead and its body already vanishing. A black winged angel from the looks of it seems to be her savor, it hardly touches down to make sure she's alright...and then as suddenly as it made its presence known, it and the woman who had raped her were gone like dust in the wind.<br/><br/>The wolf would have preferred just the sensation of the desert night's cold bite and could have done without the load of seed that had been deposited into her ass. Muzzled and manacled on both sets of limbs, Niraya was going to have a difficult time getting back to the tent. The first thing she did though was orientate herself toward the tent and see if she could effectively in some fashion get onto her knees at least, a stepping stone to standing up. If hobbling over to the tent proved to be fruitless, Niraya would crawl there. If she could have, Niraya would have taken the arrow that was left behind with her...but given her current state there was no helping that.<br/><br/>After however long it took, Niraya wouldn't stop until she made it back to the tent and nudged Kyun awake. Once she was free, she'd explain what had happened, more than likely through pained sobs, her head buried within the fox's chest.