Admission

Here's a good one: I cry without catharsis within the white spaces of my day-- the lone car rides home, the intermittence between college classes and the open garden where life grows and grows, seemingly from dirt, water, love. How is it then...

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Rukhgert Stern, the griffin. (Chapter 6)

# Rukh sat on his knees in front of the open furnace door and stirred up coals with a poker. Flames reappeared in some places, but in something about ten minutes it would be possible to push the damper and go to bed. Red-orange light beautifully...

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Skyler: chapter 1

skyler chapter 1 "Mommy I'm home" Skyler entered the house holding a large basket with some fruits and vegetables in it, which would soon be used in their morning dinner, the sky blue eyes and the markings on her white fur were glowing, they usually...

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Emulation Practice: Upstate Doggo

At his natural size, the greatest threat Harris posed was his incessant barking, however harsh on the ears that was. Christine permitted this behavior when she had guests over; she perceived in it no demonstrable harm. By stark comparison, Harris's...

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Werewolf Tale II - Chapter 16 - I'd Like You To...

If i pick a spot, but then they're there that night, or use the canine units and track me, i'm screwed." as his friend went quiet, likely to think of other options, alex opted not to bring up the dead dog story.

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Werewolf Tale II - Chapter 15 - Werewolf Scouting

Bailey however recognized the canine pheromones and almost reversed their direction. "c'mon, boy. no." alex said as he pulled at the leash. at the same time, he noticed an open window on the house he passed. _great.

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Glimpse of a work in progress

Broken Toe was a good dog. He kept his master's house clean. He never disobeyed, at least not on purpose. He got beaten now and then, what slave didn't. A master had to remind a slave of his place after all. But the woman, the one people called the...

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Ombrophobia

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck... The fox desperately pulled the handle, he was running out of time, but the door only laughed at his face as it refused to open. His breathing got erratic. He had already felt the first drop on his fur,...

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Temptation

She tilts her head looking at the dumbfounded canine with her smile. she moves and starts to stand on the floor with the bed separating them.

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Hunt

Dim streetlights lit a leaf-strewn pathway, the street deserted in the early hours of the morning. Few sounds could be heard but for the curious skittering of paws in the distance, the sound of a creature running. A silhouette skid into view, turning...

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Lesson Plan Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Preparations The next morning, awakened by the thought of teaching my first ever live class was bringing me closer and closer to anxiety. on the bright side aren't seniors and juniors mostly matured right, so i shouldn't worry ...right....

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Lesson Plan Chapter 2

Once inside my muzzle twitched as i caught a mixture of different scents. skunk, ringtails and canine maybe, anyway i saw a brand my sister recommended to me a month back, called 'pink moscato'.nothing wrong with trying new things, once i examined it, it was

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