The Chronicles of the Broken Claw: Encountering Yourself
By Chakat Brokenclaw All characters contained within are © Chakat Brokenclaw. Chakats are © Goldfur/Bernard. The Chronicles of the Broken Claw: Encountering Yourself Chapter one: Brokenclaw "They call me Chaplain Brokenclaw." I...
Chakat Brokenclaw: Emergance
This story is (C) William Eakins/TheCookieDragon/Chakat\_Brokenclaw. Chakats are (C) Bernard/Goldfur. Note: This story, as of October 14th, is as of yet not an 'official' Chakat story. Until such time that Bernard gives permission for it to be,...
A real first contact
Winter came with a heavy burst, a heavy flurry of flakes and a cold brush of wind across my tired senses. Winter came with a scream and a sudden deluge of ice and snow, covering my small home town beneath a thick sheet of chill, and made many of us...
Not really a terribly horribly bad day.
Her coffee tasted cold against her tongue, when she woke up at the table, her long tail flicking back and forth, and her long robe opened up to the floor. She yawned, and pulled her head up a touch, before sniffing the air. Outside, it was bright and...
A really terribly horribly bad day.
She lay within a pool, her eyes gazing up, silently, at the ceiling, and her long tail flexing, quietly flexing, within the stilled waters. Her eyes watched long up towards the long globe of crystal at the ceiling, and she just watched the world...
Unto the Rising Sun
He knelt at his Master's side, and looked long towards the quietly rising sun. Gazing long upon the sun, felt the heat as it touched upon his thin torso, and felt the light creep up across his long, sensual wings. Upon his face, he wore a veil...
Fighting for Faith; What Lies After
Ten years ago, he had been buried within the very ground which she stood upon. Ten years ago, he had fallen from the spear of a hunter, completely through accident, and he had been taken by death within moments. Ten years, and she quietly stroked...
Prom Night
Her mirror reflected well her black lace clad form, and it gave a sad sight. Before her, she saw herself, and in that, her black lace clad form looked terribly pudgy and fat, her spotted gold and gray form none too beautiful. Her long claws felt...
The Date
Love, Modern. The rain pelted her heavily, as she stood at the edge of the tracks, waiting for her train to finally show at the station. The rain fell heavily beneath her gaze, and it pelted her long, leaving streaks through her long hair, and...
Fighting for Faith; Before.
"System down, system down, I repeat, I am going down!" The ship was burning through the atmosphere, while he held the controls of the ship. The atmosphere burned through and made the heat shield start to glow a light red, and the wings started to...
The Wind Fell Soft
(C)opyright: William Eakins - 2005; A very romantic story I wrote today, I hope it passes your aproval, everyone who reads. Its a non yiff story, but its one I am very happy with. The wind fell soft upon the shore, and fell smooth through her...
Fighting for Faith
The twilight set in with a gentle call unto the saurians below. The twilight came with the light slowly shedding away to show the many stars that were covered, and to show the moon, who gazed down with gentle wonder at the many small people so far...