The Woodland Meeting
Eli was wary of the whole thing. He hadn't been logged into the site for long when he got the message from an apparent local who lived on the other side of town. After his roommate's insistence of signing up to 'Tails Tales', the otter hadn't put much...
The Secret Gloryhole
#1 of tails tales collection zwoosh here. so i came across a recent website, i've wondered if you've heard of it? apparently it's a big thing amongst some people out there, kinda like a gay facebook.
Jason & the Mistake
He knew he should have stayed at home. It was a mistake. Deep down, Jason knew it was a mistake, and he found himself clenching his fists with his claws digging into the soft flesh of his pads as he stood there, facing the door. He could hear soft...
Dawn Falling: I
The smell of smoke stung the air with its tinges of blue-grey and wisped up through the expansive trees that shrouded a canopy over the camp. Morning sunlight streamed through the open areas and basked the ground in sweeping rays of early heat, gracing...
Dawn Falling: Prologue
An early noon of chipper spirit did not expect the tale that would unfold that day. On a farm, isolated in itself from even the nearby village, was a peaceful solitude of a tiny community. Owned by the affluent and eccentric professor who had swept in...
A Thing for Orcas
Water. It was the natural element for an orca. The feel of the depths against the skin, rushing currents slipping over and under, encasing in liquid, a sensation uncanny to anything else in the world; Gritou loved that most. When he was in the water,...
Dear Diary: Learning A Lesson
I hate that fucking bleep on the answering machine. I _really_ just fucking hate it. It means people are pestering you, people outside of your private life wanting in, wanting to talk, wanting to see how you're doing, wanting to give you yet more...
(Un)Wanted Intrusions
Lined by whitefeathur coloured and owned by chapu written by yours zwooshly. _bang!_ "chapu...?" there was no answer, so the little otter called out into the dark again, "chapu... you home?" nothing but an empty house yawned a reply.
The Dark Room
The music was loud, louder than for the Arctic wolf's tastes, but it made the company insufferable. That and the steady flow of booze made the atmosphere one of a drunkard's party; Ingolfr, a wolf just reaching the cusp of his twenties, found himself...
Jason & the Werewolf
The season always brought about the coldest nights; those limb-shivering, fur-bracing nights that could leave even the most impervious of furs chattering their teeth as they hissed on about how chilly it was. For Jason, it was the time of year that'd...
Deus Ex Machina
Flipping through the pages of 'The Knight of Sin', Morgan seemed rather lost. His mind was still churning away, its gears grinding into smoke and dust as they fought to develop a coherent thought that he could deem acceptable. All that he came up with...
Carrots
His name was Wilbur. Of course, we all called him Will. That was the name you sort of had to earn with him, but whenever a new face cropped up or some pert flower from the city - you know, those fancy girls who dress up - came down to wander the...