Kraft's Dream
At first, kraft thought she was still dreaming.
Kobold Krafts
But looking at that sign… her home… with her mate's hand in her paw… kobold krafts… yelz was glad she'd built something here. even lonely kobolds could make it. from crying in her car to sitting at the top.
Kobold Krafts (...)
Three days. Yelz had been whittling away her claws upon a keyboard for three days, locked away in her office at Wild Gregs. Numbers rolled in the kobold's eyes like syrup, seeping past a brain that was slowly turning to mush and pooling around...
Kobold Krafts (in the rain)
Rain pelted the scratched and dingy windshield of the barely functioning 1997 Acura Integra, its cabin silent and musty from the lack of a working air conditioner or radio. Mercifully, the hazard lights still dimly blinked to warn any who passed that...
Kobold Krafts (at work)
I was supposed to have double upload kobold krafts and afterburner aftercare but a minor flood ate up a lot of my writing time at home. the latter is about halfway written so look forward to that!
Kobold Krafts (in the pool)
_Tink tink tink…_ "If I don't move… she won't see me…" It wasn't the first time Yelz had lied to herself; eggrolls were good without sauce, close-toed shoes looked good on clawed paws, green went well with pink, or it definitely wasn't getting...
Kobold Krafts (at the store)
If exhaustion had a manifestation, its avatar would be poor Yelz. The kobold's subspecies wasn't ever meant for nocturnal life, yet here she was hitting the hay at two in the morning and finding half the sunlight gone by the time she awoke. The past...
Taken to Market
kraft's eyes widened as her imagination filled in the gap that gin left. "oh...oh no..." gin nodded, then pulled away from kraft, settling back in his seat as he looked up at her. "i know...and now we're..." "slaves," kraft gulped. she shook her head.
Kobold Krafts (in the sky)
The pervasive beat of Wild Greg's had become nothing more than a backdrop for Yelz, her tail twitching in time to the angry rhythm pounding through the floor beneath her office chair. Several 'Statistics for Dummies' lay beneath her bare pink paws, a...
Kobold Krafts (in the dark)
Time was a fickle beast, cruel when one required succor and soft-handed in times of discipline. On the mornings when alarms and schedules and the scent of instant coffee filled the house, time would present awakening a drudging experience, leaving one...
Kobold Krafts (Friends)
_Break the doo- Andrew!...
Kobold Krafts (in the wind)
It was official. As of today, Yelz had been in Alysia Central Emergency Hospital for the same amount of time as she'd lived in the cozy walls of Patricia's Palace. Perched upon the rail at the end of her bed, Yelz tilted her head back and gurgled, tiny...