Down for the Count - Chpt 2
The tips of my ears don't tend to show up in bathroom mirrors. Unless we are talking about the real fancy ones at fine restaurants or dressing rooms, I often am stuck trying to droop them down or pulling at them with my paw if I want a look. Worse...
Down for the Count - Chpt 1
When I was a young roo, I saw a young buck on TV tumble out of the ring and bounce his face against a stool below. 14 stitches and a face that would never show on another TV. His opponent stood with a trickle of blood from his right nostril as his eyes...
A Good Chase
Photo by Ozge Karabal: [https://www.pexels.com/photo/glass-.....-zest-6514](https://www.pexels.com/photo/glass-.....-zest-6514)... * * * It's bustling here. I could hear the band rehearsing already. Long brass against white muzzles. Ears...
The Prince of Vara - [Chpt 4]
How could I measure the time since Cecilia left us? Perhaps, I could have counted the seconds with every single step of Damian's pacing, or maybe I could measure it within the sharp glances I took towards him every minute or so. The passing of time...
Study Break
Professor Wakefield stomped in crisp, pristine dress shoes on the outdated tile. With a slick of her rough cat tongue onto her thumb, she clasped and counted out the papers perfectly while still being careful of the ones stuck together. Without a...
The Prince of Vara - [Chpt 3]
~ Chapter 3 ~ Cracking open my eyes, I saw the Prince's face across from mine. His maw deeply gasped in air as his chest heaved. All building to a long, singular blow right back towards my face. The whole view was all too foreign and unsettling for...
Into the Endzone
"Who's the hottest football player on your team?" The owl leaned in from across the table. There were other eyes and ears all around the restaurant. The crowd works both as a cover and as an audience. I ached and strained my lips to resist speaking,...