The Journey North
Wolfy knew she was in enemy territory. She'd seen the flags, the dead bodies and twisted machine suits. Mobile Armor Suits they were called. She was inside her own. And she was in danger. Her suit wasn't much bulkier than her in her werewolf form...
To be an Assassin 3
Time passed so fast. Before Calsa knew it, her 17th birthday came and went. Her birthday was the only day she was allowed to rest. But since today wasn't her birthday, she was working like usual. Today, she was suppose to be getting water from the well...
To be an Assassin
_So this here is the first time I'm introducing the Red Tide, a group of fanatic religious freaks led by the Crimson Rovers, a dying species of immense telepathic capabilities. They have waged a brutal war against the Alliance, which includes humans....
To be an Assassin 2
The Ha'tinre tensed, about to rush the Templik. If anything, he could take out at least one more of them. "Savik?" Calsa pushed up her helm more to see through the eye slits easier. "Who...?" She suddenly pulled her helm off,...
The Rat and the Dragon 2
The day went by without disturbance. When night fell, the two men made a another small camp. They hadn't seen any prey, so Bern, surprising light on his feet, took his massive bow, taller then even himself and probably heavier then either the human or...
The Rat and the Dragon
_This is a very very old story. This is the 4th revision, and still very rough. Please bare with me. I put it up to get some input. Thanks._ The light of the tavern spilt over the cobblestone street, the laughter and merriment drifting out...
The Journey North 3
They continued slowly toward the North, knowing that at some point they would hit the border. The day went by with little distraction. Their machines, called M.A.S. for short, moved quietly through the brush for their size. They moved with speed, but...
Furre Fuck Flick: Captive
He's shuffled along, the large bear guards forcing him along the long, cold corridor. Barefoot, with nothing but a loin cloth, he shivers as he moves along. Finally, they come to large double doors made of a black wood. The grain is fine and delicate,...
Across the Surface
"What?" Satrina blinked unbelieving at her husband. "We're going with the pilgramage. I've already made up my mind. Now start packing." He turned away. Satrina watched her husband who was over twice her age and had been the best friend of her...
Army Tragic
Major Roslin bathed under the cold cascade of water. Her hooves were firmly planted on the slippery rocks below as the small waterfall pounded down, washing away the smell of metal and male musk. She hated having been stationed with these men. She was...