Untitled Story Chapter 3
Chapter 2 Two days had passed since Anji tied Smitty's arms, and the slave could scarcely think of anything else. Over his shoulder, Anji noticed Smitty duplicating the knots he had used with a shoelace behind the store counter, and he had taken to...
Untitled Story, Part 1
Jonathan Smith, known to his closer friends as "Smitty", was the embodiment of "middle of the road". Red foxes were a dime a dozen in this part of the country, and Smitty could easily vanish in to the crowd. He was attractive, to be sure, but he wasn't...
Untitled Poem about Fireflies
Snatch > The dying embers of sunset> Tickle your hand> Like the ocean of dark green below The sky Look > The treasure in a shaky prison> Light shining> Unabated by fear Inside Find > The twitching probes> Recalling dim memories> Yearning for the...
Untitled Bea x Snofu
Outside the entrance of a suburban community pool sat a young sheep girl named Mia. She was waiting for a group of friends to meet her there for a day of swimming, and they would be another hour at least. None of them got up as early as she did. She...
A Song Best Left Untitled
I can't seem to get the feelings I have out of my head, about a certain little lady I know. And every day that we're apart, my love and longing for her seems to grow. Can't help but feel I made a mistake saying goodbye. Every time I think of her, it...
Untitled Story: Part 2
Anji only smiled as he looked over his new charge, stroking his chin. "Well, that all depends on you." The wolf rumbled quietly. "Were you taking summer courses this year?" Smitty shook his head. "No, master. The work I need is for the fall...
Sleepover story - abandoned, untitled.
"Welcome, both of you!" Mix opened the door of her bedroom, and with a gesture of her arms invited her guests to enter before her. A quite standard vixen - red fur, thick tail, and unremarkable in all ways. She wore equally unremarkable...
Untitled short story # 1
It was a cool autumn day, and the leaves were starting to change color giving the forest a bright orange color. The only sounds that could be heard was the wind rustling the leaves save for the sound of a young girl snoring. The source of the snoring...
Untitled - Part 1 - Aurinieth
_Author's Note: Part 1 of a short story series: I originally wrote this piece when I was 14 years old. Very recently, while looking for something completely unrelated, I stumbled across it. Re-reading it, some elements of the plot still intrigued me,...
Patience and Chill (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The crisp dunes of the sand moon shimmered softly as Mac's orbit brought her into another sunrise. Her muzzle curled into a bit of a smile, as dancing shades of yellow slid across the ice sheets of the planet below. The hyena sighed, pressing her...
Turn it Over (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The hyena floated her way down the long corridor of the derelict ship, which itself was somewhat freshly set adrift by whatever went awry between the engines and deep space debris. She counted the doors aloud to herself as she slide through the hard...
The Ride to Work (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The morning's blending of the last wisps of Winter chill and flat dampness of Spring's dour slammed into the coyote's face as he turned down the town's main road. A stubbornly rising sun flickered against the horizon, putting a bit more urgency into...