Going Swimming
The ocean is good for a few things: loving, enjoying, urinating in, that sort of thing. Otters tend to also be good for these same things. So, when you have both of these at once... I don't go to the beach often, since I actually think most of them...
Go Chargers!
It was the day of the big fall dance and Billy was on the floor of the supply closet with a knee in his spine."Quit wiggling, you dweeb," said Ryan. He grabbed Billy's left hand and cranked it behind his back. With his free hand, Ryan shoved a long...
What Is Going On?
Tony the Tiger groans sunlight comes through the open binds, waking up from his slumber. "Morning already?" He hissed as he rolled off out of bed the grabbed his robe to cover himself then walked through his home to the front door. Unlocking it, he...
Going Out
**Going Out** ** ** ** ** **\*** ** ** ** ** The morning was cold. The gauge read seven F, and I could feel it, too, if I pressed my pads gently against the frames of the window. My breath misted on the cold pane. My whiskers bristled. ...
Going Home
25th of October in 1827 -- "We had overwhelming success last night. Under the cover of darkness, blessed with a new moon casting little light on the water, we managed a swift, powerful attack on the Black Feather. In the skirmish that followed, four...
Going Walkies
"Bye mum, I'm taking Buddy for a walk!" The young woman zipped up her fur collared jacket and proceeded to shut the front door behind her, lead in hand. Walking just ahead of her an unusual creature indeed, like a dog yet not. Smooth teal blue...
Going for Gold.
Ash was of course a big fan of all these fans here for the autographs but after an hour of signing he was getting very tired. He wasn't used to this many people wanting an autograph. He was about to call it quits until a cute blushing and shy raptor...
Going For A Ride
The office was filled with hopeful actors, singers, dancers, models, and dozens of variety and weird acts. Furs mixed with humans mixed with chimerae, all of them here for a chance to be represented by the new agency. The billboards had been up for...
Going Camping
"And you're really sure you don't want me driving?" Kalo checked his seat belt for, what had to be, the tenth time in the last half-hour. The white hawk shooting his companion a sideways glance. He'd given up on white-knuckling the hand holds a while...
Going Buggo
Left... right... jump. Everything else had disappeared as I leaned back into the bean bag and focused on the game. Oh man, I was in the zone. The controller in my hands disappearing behind the veil of muscle memory as me and my bud Sam took on the...
Letting Go
"How was work?" Oliver asked his mate in a playful, singsong voice as he heard the door creak open and slam shut perhaps a bit louder than need be. The only answer that he received was an exasperated groan. Without even rising from where he lounged...
Go With the Flow
Hey everyone! Sorry about the drought. I just have had a lot going on. I do plan on getting back into the swing of things, though! Also going to make a Telegram channel for writing and ideas and whatnot. If you're interested in joining,...