Feral Heart - Day 1
"The brilliant glow of pearl moonlight trickled through splits in the midnight clouds. A landscape previously masked in darkness warped as it bathed in the monochromatic beams: wicked shadows came alive under the grasping tree branches, every bump...
Feral Heart - Prologue
"As he lay there in the muddy grass, he could feel the power of the beast welling up inside him. What he had been dreading since the night of the attack was finally becoming his reality. His bones cracked as they grew longer and more dense, tears...
The Prison ~ CYOA Java Game ~ V.1
## ~ Get _The Prison_ [here](https://drive.google.com/open?id=0BwYYM5jkrsSNYk1HZGU5dVN0V28)! ~ ### What is _The Prison_? The Prison is an interactive CYOA/Text Adventure game (similar to [toucanplay](https://toucanplay.sofurry.com/)'s...
Feral Heart - Day 3 (1/2)
"The town was furious. They demanded retribution and there was slim chance that they'd take no for an answer. Terror had polarized the inhabitants, and all social constructs seemed to collapse in the interim, but the shift in position was swift and...
Lonesome no More
Alex stumbled wearily through the dark woods, one heavy paw grudgingly placed after the other. His oak coloured fur was tussled, bedraggled, and matted with dirt. His body was sore and aching, each step harder to take than the last. Exhausted, he...
Dog's Life
Caleb frowned as he strolled past the playground on his way back home. Sighing briefly, he walked on dejectedly. Ever since moving out, life had really battered at him, leaving him a lonesome depressed husk. Rent costs, chores and constant stress...
At Least I'm Not Cold Anymore
Jack strolled confidently between the tall pine trees of the dank forest, footfalls landing softly on the damp forest floor. His usual pale face was flushed and scrunched up in a scowl. His olive eyes were narrowed at the ground upon which he tread,...
Midnight Massacre
An obsidian sky hung over the man with a heavy overcoat that clung to his shoulders. An eerie abode soon came to view, and with huffs of condensed breaths, the man rang the doorbell. There was a low thrum of beating and jubilant ambiance that bled...