The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 17.
The lycanthrope tails chapter 17 by roofles they had left early in the spring morning and it wasn't even afternoon by the time they got to the coast line, far north-west from where jared's home town lay.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 16.
The lycanthrope tails chapter 16 by roofles i remember running. my legs were burning, all four of them. it hurt to breathe and still i filled my lungs with the rich, clean air of the forest around me.
Rules of Engagement. Chapter 4.
#4 of rules of engagement rules of engagement chapter 4 by roofles it was a simple day for a simple dog. togo was out doing some light grocery shopping after a grueling day of work.
Socially Awkward.
Socially awkward just a night in with the guys by roofles it was later than any of us had planned and yet here we still all were, at the table playing cards. the beer bottles had to be taken away so a new round could be brought in.
Moving In. Chapter Two.
Moving in chapter two: roy by roofles oddly enough, it was roy who woke up first that morning.
Shades of Gray. Chapter One.
Shades of gray chapter one by roofles not to be confused with the other shades of gray, just one with the same title. a sub-verse of the bump in the night universe. in a dark alleyway, behind a small bookstore, a mugging was taking place.
Moving In. Chpt 1.
Moving in chapter one by roofles "thanks again for doing this," mathew said as he carried another box in. he set it down amongst the others and stretched his back.
The Simple Things. Chapter Twenty-Three.
#23 of the simple things the simple things chapter 23 by roofles it was days after i spent the weekend at richard's. work had piled up on our desk after skipping out on friday and we, more like i, spent the whole day just trying to catch up.
Fog of war. Chapter Five.
Fog of war chapter five by roofles the ursa party stopped at the edge of a died forest. black trees stuck up out of the ground every couple of feet from each other, looking more like corpses.
Fog of War. Chapter Four.
Fog of war chapter four by roofles only within the camp a couple of days, duran had figured out its layout. mentally making notes of the whole place he was being held at. if need be, duran could draw a map of everything. or even a crude layout.
Fog of War. Chapter Three.
Fog of war chapter 3 by roofles duran stood shivering in arn's tent as the wolf pulled the rugs off the ground and rolled a wooden bowl into the middle of the room.
Fog of War. Chapter Two.
Fog of war chapter two by roofles "wake up." arn yawned loudly as he stirred from his sleep. he was up, so duran needed to be as well. "morning, already?" duran groggily sat up at that. holding the side of his head. his neck felt so stiff.