Flash Fiction: The Manticore
"Ara, Ara~" the insufferably smug voice sang overhead, "you lose again~" Ariana scowled from her place on the cave floor at the gloating monster. The beast's crimson eyes glinted in the candlelight, an aura of superiority hanging from her. She...
Soul Shattered Chapt. 7: Plane To Germany
The whole Den was a bustle as my Pack was getting ready for the leave. Blurs of fur and paws streaked past me like dark shadows. Everybody was awaiting this trip. We were all excited to be back in Germany, seeing old friends. But for me, I was a...
Look! Look! Look!
**Look! Look! Look!** by Winter "Hey daddy! I'm home!" "Hmm?" Martin glanced up from his desk as his daughter bounced into his study, smiling as she hugged him around the neck and climbed into his lap. "Welcome home, baby girl. So how was...
Virginity Gone in a Flash
._ **virginity gone in a flash** ** ** it was a hot, sunny day and the meadow was swelteringly hot.
Creative Writing Prompt #3: Second Thoughts
After, the two of you lie there in the clearing. You’re still panting with the effort, and so are they, that heavy fur still strangely soft against your back. Curling down a bit and snuggling up against the werewolf behind, you inhale the...
FLASH! (a second take)
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Writing Prompt #3 - "The Howl"
[does not have to be told in first person]" i blew past the word limit of 500 this week, but it's still in the flash-fiction-y range (771 words) so i will find a way to atone with another attempt at this one and/or next week's. how could i not?
What's Not Said
Casey could only roll her eyes, flashing the bright blue at him before he finished his bite. "well, there's a couple hours till we need to leave to the airport... wanna go home?"
FlashFic: Roadside Assistance
I played a game of "two truths and a lie" in my journal recently, and sludawg was clever enough to catch a clue that i'd left behind (so to speak), so i awarded him, half in jest, a "flash fiction" story to go with any bit of artwork that he might choose.
The Young Fox
Is the death of his mother the young fox's fault? And does it even matter? Is she somewhere now, watching her son cower from the fury of thundering clouds? And does she know he risks the lightning to sleep where the hunters had killed her? Why does the...
Prisoner's Lament
#3 of old stories this is a flash fiction piece i wrote sometime between 2015-17 about a fox being prisoner to a dragon. from the treacherous and stingingly cold waters of lake gondarr rose a haggard fox, his fur waterlogged and torn in places.
Creative Writing Prompt #5: Not Yet
A change of pace from last week's flash fiction, and a very different tone. the constraints on this exercise were a bit of a challenge, but i think the scene works well with it all the same!