The Death of Innocence
Morte growled as she pounced onto her sister, snapping gently at her shoulder before flopping beside her, panting lightly. Her breathing rattled her rather stocky rib-cage as she tipped her head at the limp body of the young wolf-dog who was the utter...
Festering Darkness
**Day One** When the streets of London began to bustle, it wasn't with the people leaving pubs or travelling to work as you would expect. Instead, hulking, twisted shapes traversed paving stones that many a tourist had visited before the twist to...
Feral Protection Racket
As darkness fell in the forest, silence was usually lunging at its heels...but not this day. Darkness was followed by the sound of voices growling and the savage snapping of teeth. Closer up, the object of the fight watched, holding pole position over...
Feral Romance
While most stories begin in the darkness, ours begins in the light of day. Our first target for this story, a slender feral wolf, long-limbed but still small for her size, with wise golden eyes lingering in a face highlighted with silver white. Our...
The Winter Continues
Chapter Two: The Winter Continues. The younger wolf snarled, his jaws spread wide and hackles raised, fear striking into his fathers heart. The elder, to avoid getting bitten, turned his whole body, leaving his shoulder open to being bitten,...
The beginning of Winter
The light lit up the forest below it like it was gilded with silver. The trees, their branches thick with leaves that were turning bronze and the colour of burnished copper. Autumn had arrived, and the thickening clouds carried with them a chilly wind...
Two World's Collide
The thunder crashed, lightening lit up the sky. Rain began to fall, at first slowly, then faster and harder, hitting the leavs and creating a low, almost peaceful sound. The sky had darkened, hiding the moon and stars from view. Only occasional...
Thy Fathers Rule
The night was dark, and stars shone in the sky. All was still and quiet, just as it should be at midnight. Suddenly, the peace was broken by the breaking of branches, and the pattering of many paws. After the branches had broke, silence fell again....
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...
Introducing the 'Hunter'
The wolf stared at his 'catch' suddenly regretting the words he had uttered at the small, scared wolfess. His silver fur was currently dulled, so as to make him less distinguishable from the habitat around him. He now felt guilty, his blue eyes...
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...
Never cross a wolf
The pack run free in the mountain forests and plains, wisps of grey mist loping steadily in pursuit of their prey, revelling in the wind and the scents on the air and the sheer exuberance of life. The huge timber wolf was majestic, still and quiet...