Daughters at the Park
Alison sat on the lounge, her muzzle resting delicately on the back of her paw as she watched the two girls rolling about the carpet. Luna, the nimble little eagle currently on top and buffeting her wings against her sister, had just come home from her...
Of Pharaohs and Princes
You ever start something Ironically and then it stops being ironic? Part of a thing I'm doing vs [ Mekar](https://mekar.sofurry.com/...
The Final Prayer
**Sundown** The orange glow of a setting sun cut through the cooling desert air, casting the sandstone temple in a pool of fading light. The arid land stretched for miles beyond the temple oasis, curving up into gentle dunes that formed an endless...
Horsing Around
The air held a slight chill, mixed with gently swirling mist that graced the foliage-covered ground. The forest was blindingly green, vibrant and saturated, yet contained an eerie stillness. It was almost mystical, the way the broad leaves sported no...
Tales from the Citadel
**Adani -- The Arena** Of all the buildings within the Citadel's grand central district none stood as impressive or foreboding as the Iron Arena. The star-shaped structure towered the district, subject of unending growth and refinement by each...
The Festival - morning - cubless edit
The festival _Adapted from a collaboration with Mekar_ * * * _ The bird moved slowly across the carpet, careful not to pluck any threads or pull at any fibres with her slender talons. She made it to the bedside, taking a moment to glance down at the...
Daughters at the Park—NC
Concept by Mekar and Arksong, Written by ArkSong Alison sat on the lounge, her muzzle resting delicately on the back of her paw as she watched the two girls rolling about the carpet. Luna, the nimble little eagle currently on top and buffeting her...
Scent and Sensuality
It was a strange choice, perhaps. But it was the best thing for him. After three weeks in hospital and two months couped up in a recovery centre, most might have wanted to go home. Not Quan. To him, all that was left of the place were...
Planter's Day Night
A nice little sfw cooking story, commissioned by arks0ng here on sofurry! if you're looking for a commission of your own, don't hesitate to hit me up! the air is crisp and fresh as you walk, scented like rain from last night's downpour.
Alice - 2
My alarm rings at precisely 6:00 pm and I throw my pen down, stretching back over the firm desk chair and yawning tremendously. What's left of my homework can be done later, and I throw down my glasses with a casual gesture unfit for such delicate...
Lyla at the Beach
Outside it was hot, dry and sandy, the coastal breeze bringing with it salt that hung in the air and stung the eyes and throat--just how Lyla liked it. Being an airy, carefree canine--the girl that always wore yellow floral dresses to school and seemed...
A Place at the End of the World
On July 25th, 2125, the final Salvation departed. Gargantuan engines roared to life, enveloping a colourless landscape in thick, black smoke. Fire blazed, turned sand to glass as the howl of fuel combusting at a million degrees exploded across the...