Tarrying
It was around noon, as scheduled. It seemed too easy, though--that was the problem. She'd mulled it over for some time, and by now Fiela had made a decision regarding her ostensible date. This wolfess was the last person to be played for a fool. She...
On Origin's Eve
There it was, just at the edge of his vision. Shapes of varying sizes approached his destination on the horizon, slowly closing in, attempting to siege and steal his salvation. The light of midday shone brightly through the frail cloud-cover, reminding...
Down a Rung
If all went according to plan, this would be a good day. The black-furred wolf, clad in only a green gown matching her sharp eyes, paced the hallway beside her room--having been woken up on abrupt call--whilst cradling the phone between neck and...