Splitting the Advantage
**Splitting the Advantage** Delph loved Freshers' Week. Every September, a new cohort of young, bright-eyed and hopeful animals would arrive in his city, to begin their studies at the local university. The opossum loved seeing them all, each of them...
Wolves In A Storm
**Wolves in a Storm** It's strange how you can always tell when a storm is brewing. What little sunlight there was streaking through the clouds disappears entirely from view, plunging the world into a false twilight. A chill sweeps over the land, the...
The Dining Club: A Yot 'Verse Story
**The Dining Club** A Yot 'Verse Story By Ziegenbock When Mal woke up, his head was pounding, and his throat was dry and scratchier than a cactus. The weasel yawned and opened his eyes. He forced his aching limbs to move, slowly as he dared. At...
The Revel
**The Revel** "Come on Milo, your tailhole ain't getting any cleaner." The sound of Kuiske's voice, and the hard knock at the door, snapped Milo out of his daydream. Pulling his gaze from the bathroom mirror, the husky went to open the door....
Whatever Will Come
**Whatever Will Come** Nobody lives a single life. To our friends, our colleagues, our parents and lovers, we act differently and speak differently. The reason is simple: every relationship is different. Facts which are harmless in one...
The Visiting Side
_For Skruf_ **The Visiting Side** Hello! It's Skruf here. I thought you might like to know how things are going at Oakmount College. Hopefully you've heard the story about my team tryouts and what happened afterwards. If you haven't read it: go...
Confluence
Confluence By Ziegenbock The early evening breeze drifted in from the sea, stirring the sails of the moored ships and carrying the salt-air into the harbour town. The busy waterside was filled with shouts and hustle. All across the docks and the...
Getting Low
**Getting Low** With swift silent claws, the corgi sneaked through the darkness, his eyes agleam and his paws pattering on the smooth tarmac. His pawsteps were loping, bouncing, tell-tale signs that he was fresh on the streets. Indeed, until a few...
Them Bucking Horses!
_For Bucker_ **Them Bucking Horses!** ** ** I'll never forget the look on that hyena's face. Well, it ain't every day you find a man in the stables with two massive stallions, wearing a Stetson and riding boots. And nothing else. "Howdy Marcel....
Wild Goats
**Wild Goats** I first saw him on my way back home. He was standing across the broad valley, off in the distance, high up on the rocky ridge among the bushes and the scrub. His shape, white and animal, caught my eye at once. I detoured from...
Darwen Peak
Hello SoFurry! Here is my latest work, featuring the wolf and collie from my previous story, 'When The Sun Goes Down Around Here'. Please read, comment, enjoy. **Darwen Peak** They call it the 'rat race'. That time, that final journey before the...
Old Glory
**Old Glory** The coyote picked his way through the weeds and long grass. The land was scrubby, covered in plants that could either be large overgrown bushes or small trees, growing wild by themselves or in rough clumps. Around and among...