Ygrette confidently ran through the snowy lands beyond the wall. The fiery red-haired wildling girl held her bow tightly next to her while she explored the white landscape. Mance had given her and other hunters the orders to explore the place in search for crows. It was rumored that a big force of them were in the move and the wildling king needed to know where and how many if he wanted to win. Mance didn´t need to worry though, Ygrette was an expert huntress, this would be easy as pie!
What wasn´t easy though was to keep her new goat-fur pants up. This weren´t hers, but she had had to get them after a hunting accident left her with her clothes ruined to the point of uselessness. She felt the bite of the frozen norther winds constantly attacking her bottom and only her thick black underwear kept it warm enough for it to not become an ice cube. Still...she looked a bit silly with half of her underwear showing like that.
After running for a while, she stopped near a rocky hill and scanned the area around her. Still no side of the crows, just a couple of white hawks hunting, a rabbit, a pair of red eyes....
“Wait..” Ygrette’s eyes widened as she saw the big white werewolf moving towards her. It was big, with eyes as red as her hair and not a sound came from its throat. She took some steps back and prepared her bow. Maybe she could finish him before he came close...
Meanwhile Ghost was happily looking exploring after finishing a quick dinner which consisted on a couple of squirrels and a realy old rabbit. The werewolf saw the red haired human there, pointing an arrow at him. She reminded Ghost of one of his master’s pack, not the small female but the tall one with long hair. He decided to investigate more and began to run towards the stranger. Thanks to the camouflage of his fur and his natural agility, all the arrows missed and soon Ygrette was trying to turn around and flee. By doing so Ghost saw a thick layer of black coming out of the girl’s pants. Feeling more curious, the werewolf sprinted towards her and opened his jaws, ready to grab whatever that was.
*chomp!*
“What the...?!” Ygrette gasped as she saw the teeth around her panties and then howled in pain when the werewolf yanked them towards him “EEEEEEK!! MY ARSE!” screamed Ygrette as she fell on her behind before Ghost started to drag her around the rocky hill by her underwear. The coal-black material stung like crazy as it was thrusted into her crack and now that it had been thrusted between her buttocks, these were uncovered to the bite of the cold.
The redhead watched in horror as the big wolf gave her the worst wedgie of her life. Her eyes rolled up her sockets, her jaw hung low and her body remained almost as frozen as her now-cold buttocks as they were dragged over icy rock and snow.
“Stupid wolf, stop that!” yelled Ygrette as she tried to grab the rock to at least slow down the pulling that was killing her ass. But every time she held something, Ghost only yanked harder and made the wildling girl scream and release whatever thing she had been holding. Her ass soon burnt so much that she imagined it burning with smoke coming out between her buttcheecks. She groaned in pain and looked at her big black panties. Not a hole in them “Damnit! Stop giving me a wedgie! It hurts! Don´t you know that?!”
Ghost paid the girl no mind and continued to drag her downhill until they were on the snowy plains. Ygrette began to stutter and grab her aching buttocks as the snow stung her almost as hard as her panties “What do you want?! Food?! I can hunt you something if you like!”
But Ghost kept running and soon the werewolf and the moaning redhead reached the forest...
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