Shame
The shower was running hot, just about as hot as Lars could possibly stand. He was showering so he could cry in peace, and have the tears easily wash out of his fur. He felt like shit, like he didn't deserve anything he had. It was so bad that in the...
Problem Solving
Wind is decidedly the cruellest kind of weather. A cold wind bites into you like no other; it strips away your layers and kills you. At least that was Llewellyn Chavez's personal opinion. In the heat, one could strip down to the fur, drink cold drinks,...
Killing Monsters
Loud music is pretty good at killing anxiety, Lars was discovering. He was nervous about meeting Riley; after all, what kind of interest could the elusive fox have in _him_? He didn't know why, but every time he pictured that black furry smile, or...
Cyber Sleuth
After two hours of digging around inside a computer, Riley concluded that the fur whose life he was invading was the most boring lion alive. He'd been sitting in a lecture, up the back as usual, except the lecturer taking the class was going on and on...
Outsiders
Lars lay on the floor of his dorm, staring at the ceiling. Looking endlessly at the blank, horrid off-white paint he had always despised. The room seemed to spin a little, and the young Tiger allowed himself to get lost in his own thoughts. He...
Comfort
Marc was shocked; he sat back, looking at the young wolf with nothing but surprise. Had that really just happened? Ethan had crossed his arms tightly over his midsection, rocking a little, terrified of how the fox may react. Marc just opened and shut...
Hurt
It took a few minutes for Ethan to say anything. Marc was busy upstairs, deliberately keeping away for a little while, and Ben just sat patiently. Ethan spent the first minute fidgeting, unsure what to do with his eyes. They seemed to flash all over...
A Safe Place
Despite the war being waged outside by the weather, the knock from the front door echoed effortlessly throughout the quiet home. The sound proved just enough to wake Ben from his sleep, sitting up quietly, he attempted to determine whether the noise...
Sunnyside Up
Brady wandered into Oliver's kitchen in his underwear, sleepily rubbing his eyes and looking at the lab, who was currently in the process of pouring orange juice. "Morning there." Said the dog, eyeing up the tired wolf. Looking at the clock on the...
Going Back
For most furs, their earliest memory was one of their parents. Mum or Dad, cuddling or saying they loved you, warm associated memories mixed in with the muddied visions. The idea usually came from somewhere in their house, or at least close to it;...
Epilogue
Lars and Riley waved back to Llewellyn and Lola, walking with their paws linked, from the couple's home. The night was chilly, but not unbearable. They'd been invited over for dinner, and Lola and Lars had gotten on together fantastically. Everything...
The End
The rain was done pouring, but still it felt as if some kind of heavenly body was against them. Riley was driving, speeding really, through the winding roads to the secluded area of forest that Isaac had taken his boyfriend. Matt and Alex were in the...