Splitting the tab
"Ach! Jaq, hang on! I thought this was going to be a just us night!" The red waxwing, Reginald, yammered as he was dragged along by his feathers by an excitable, red-headed Somali cat in front of him, her bushy, rust coloured tail smacking across his...
The Merchant's Slave pt4
One two three - One two three four, One two three - One two three four... Isiat's feet rapped against the wooden floor of his quarters as he circled a chair he had placed in the center of it, his rapier's naked blade drawn. His body was...
A Slaver's Debt (TDS side #1)
**"You understand how precarious your situation is, no?"** Ignis's fine, evenly spoken voice was like a well-aged liquor. Smooth as silk as if left the source, and burned like wildfire as it arrived. The tall necked camel opposite the wooden desk from...
The Merchant's Slave pt6
Scion had come in late today. He'd overslept, quite simply, not that it was of any consequence. The next week or longer, weather depending was nothing but travel before they reached their first major port of calling and could begin to shift some...
One Trader to Another (TDS Side #3)
He'd kept her waiting almost an hour now. Over an hour in fact. The small, delicate watch upon the lady hare's wrist put it at an hour and some past midday, and her business appointment had been for noon. It was a deliberate delaying tactic, and...
Breeding of Attrition (TDS Side #2)
The front line and all the battling is days away from here. You'll be safe! That had been a lie. There's no such thing as Dire Wolves. It's a story they use to frighten us. That had been another lie. There are no breeding camps,...
Frustration - A 22 Weeks companion novella
_Frustration - A 22 Weeks to home short_ _The hall is large, leased out by the local YMCA for group sessions and the like. This weekend, and every second weekend of each month, it becomes a centre for veterans to come, directed by their doctors, or...
The Traveling Slave pt2
Smiles were a strange thing for Isiat. Not so much because he didn't feel good, but because a sincere and genuine smile was a peculiar and wonderful thing to come across. They were often unexpected, occurring under the most bizarre of circumstances,...
Dancing Abroad (TDS Side #4)
Isiat shifted uncomfortably, sitting upright as his paws around his wrists where the manacles he'd been locked in for the last several weeks had begun to chaff. The fur there was noticeably shorter than the rest of his pelt, broken hairs snapped off...
Still as seductive as ever
Isiat's keys rattled as the dark furred, many-tailed, not-quite-a-fox fumbled with the loop, his salt and peppered facial fur creasing with his muscles as he frowned. The damned door was supposed to unlock automatically whenever the new sensor he'd...
The Dancing Slave Pt5
Shadi was allowed to sleep late that fateful morning. She took her small pewter plate of breakfast back to her secluded corner and ate quickly, stuffing the meagre supply of contraceptive herbs she had stashed like her life depended on it, even if what...
The Dancing Slave Pt4
Shadi floated for a long time. She could feel the wind rushing past her as she glided lazily amongst the high clouds, reaching out to run her fingers through the tendrils of moisture that lingered by their edges. It was cold, and she felt the...