First Christmas
Happy Christmas, SFians, and Happy Christmas to Ozone.This is for you, a follow up to your birthday present, I just hope you like it. If not - well then you know what to do! xxx It had been almost two months since the female wolf had come to live with...
Dire Wolf Rivals
Cryo hesitated only for a second before touching the shoulders of her hunters. She was sure of them, knowing that they were the faster wolves, the ones finding it best to hunt. They were gone in a smoky flash- their feet were swift, their movements...
Important Memories - Singer
Light blankets the wilderness, highlighting the trees with silver, the caressing rays coming from the moon. It was night-time for most creatures, but for me it was time to go hunt. Ever since my mother made me leave the pack, I have had to scavenge,...
The Stormy Night
The Stormy Night On a dark and stormy night I lay awake in my living room, my two room-mates now asleep. It was Halloween night, All Hallows Eve, whatever you want to call it. I was thinking about the story Sally had told me. Thanks to the...
Falling to Pieces
There was peace in the snow-coated forest, nothing even a lifted nose to distort the muffling effect of the icy blanket. The trees towered far above the small cabin, and the two creatures inhabiting it, though smoke puffed lazily into the air. Inside,...
Wolf Hunt - the wolfess
The feral looked around uneasily, her black and white coat sparkling healthily in the moonlight. She was skinny - skinnier than usual wolves tended to be even in the winter. Despite of this, she was sixty five pounds of pure killing force, her eyes...
Finding him.
It was a normal winters night, the first time I saw him. A little warm for my liking, but the moon and stars shone in the inky black sky, gleaming in his deep brown eyes. As I saw him, for he startled me, I spoke to him, calling to him, warning him of...
Rightful Love
Nashoba is a typical male timber wolf, he is alone without a pack but has found the wolfess he believes should be his mate. He is very protective, and will defend what he sees as his to the death. WaterSinger is a female timber wolf, but looks more...
Camp, and a familiar face...
Light blankets the wilderness in deep shadows of sapphire and amethyst. Like a silver stream, a swiftly moving pack flow into the clearing, in pursuit of the solitary wolf-shaped speck just ahead of them, just as the moon rises. Luminous and huge, the...
Diago's Adventures in Australia
The retriever yipped with excitement as the plane touched down, the skies outside as blue as blue could be - a far cry from the stormy skies of England he had left. His brown coat glistened; his blue eyes glittered with excitement as he fidgeted in his...
Ouija’ust Wanted To Have Fun
Disclaimer: This is a Halloween themed short story. All characters except for Krystal belong to me. Krystal is the sole property of :iconKamduis\_Ravenpaw: and is a white wolfess with ice blue eyes. She sometimes has wings.. Dominique, Edward,...
A week of dates
I waited, nervous smoothing back my hair, and wishing that I had bought a scrunchy with me to put it back with, when I heard a curious noise. One familiar to me, but so out of place that it couldn\'t be real. Except it was. Fin had gone to a nearby...