Hunting Companion - A Story Featuring ConorHyena
Hunting Companion By MetroFox Sakara clutched his spear tight. Warmth washed over his crouching form in waves as the gusts buffeted the bonfire, casting embers into the air. They danced, glowing like fireflies before they flickered and died. Little...
Who's Cackling Now?
Who's Cackling Now? By Owen A. Fox It was mid-spring, a stream trickled through a deep, muddy trench left by the season's meltwaters. Two figures stood either side of the stream, the sun setting besides them. Each held a wooden spear which was...
Practice Makes Perfect
Practice Makes Perfect Vignette by SakaraFox Art by [FaeSeiren](https://www.furaffinity.net/user/faeseiren) Golden light streamed through the palisades of grass as the sun sank behind them, swallowed by the mud as dusk settled over the rolling...
The Message
The Message Author: Jake-Rabbit [https://jake-rabbit.sofurry.com/](https://jake-rabbit.sofurry.com/) Twitter: @DamnDirtyFurry [http://damndirtyfurry.tumblr.com/](http://damndirtyfurry.tumblr.com/) Miniature green leaves of watercress struck her...
Festive Preparations
The Lavvu shelter shuddered as the roaring winds battered it, the birch frame creaking as it gently flexed - many herbs and dried meats swinging from side to side as it did. But the reindeer hide walls held firm, stretched tightly across the frame with...
A Funeral For A Horse
A Funeral For A Horse By SakaraFox The fire crackled gently at the heart of the Lavvu, sweet-smelling smoke rising into the night sky. A mournful sobbing could be heard from outside, muffled through the thick reindeer-hide skin of the shelter,...
Lakeside Leisure
The forest shone a deep bronze, the dawn light pierced the dense canopy of birch, pine, and spruce in sparkling rays. The bracken seemed to reach for the light, so often starved of it deep in the forest. Broad patches of lavender, and tiny sprouts of...
The Wicker Man (Co-Written by Myself and Conor Hyena)
The Wicker Man, by MetroFox and ConorHyena He'd moved away for ten minutes. Ten minutes to the river, to have a quick wash. Ten minutes he'd left Kuveli to tend to the fire. The boy was almost of age, he could do this. Conor wasn't going to emulate...
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
The sunset lit the hills behind him. The breeze lifted the trees over him. And the path stretched out before him. Others of his tribe, maybe, would have said there was no one else there. Sana knew better. Not quite twelve days ago, one of the young...
Bragging Rights
A full moon hung low in the sparkling night sky. Its silvery light streamed through the pines and skittered across the deathly still lake. But the night was still young, and the warbling coos of pigeons still echoed from the treetops where they huddled...
"Solving" - Thursday Prompt 20/04/23
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! The little fox's wrath was relentless, bringing down the hammerstone harder with each blow. But the stubborn thing refused to come apart. He had tried throwing it against trees and then rocks, before resorting to gnawing it...
'Beyond the Cave' short story from Furry Migration 2016
:d anyway, this is the story i worked on based partly on a prompt where the main character is in a stone age-setting. i'm not expecting this to be seen as a masterpiece, but feel free to review this if you want :) thanks!