Solstice
When the satyr blundered off the deserted road once more, thanks to the howling bitter-cold winds and tiny shards of ice and blinding snow tearing through his short white fur, he finally decided perhaps taking even the short hike to the lighted wood...
The River
The river sparkled like a million diamonds, each brilliance capturing the reflection of the hanging deep-yellow moon low in the violet sky. From the trees, a few monkeys chittered and squeaked as they moved from branch to branch, seeking out a...
Pride
"Tell me what you see." The little girl looked at herself in the mirror and sighed irritably. Same old wolf. The short brown hair with the little green-dyed flecks on the ends, the brown face framing large green eyes and glasses. She rubbed a paw...
Hope
It was called a burn-run. Lt. Terrel Gains had heard of these in his countless hours of flight training, but now here it was, no longer a drill, the real thing, no longer a simulation. He couldn't take off the sim-goggles and hop out of the jumper...
Foresight
The tan and brown-spotted saber-toothed tiger made his way carefully and quietly through the dense trees, holding an ivory-tipped spear in his large paws, listening every so often to the loud roars of the carnivorous creatures that shared his home, as...
Stay the Horse
June 10, 2010 Malfeasance Publications 125 Rockway Avenue, Suite 200 New York, New York 10280 Dear Editor: Enclosed please find my short story, "On Becoming a Horse", about a man who makes a deal with the Devil, but is tricked, and...
Encounter
Tequiua Sunis took a moment to record a few readings at the console, tapping a paw impatiently against one of the glass spheres and watching the gauge level off to an acceptable level. A little something for maintenance to look at when they got back,...
Serenity
I don't believe in a lot of things. I mean, I know there's some divine, spiritual influence that we think steers us to whatever destiny or higher calling is waiting for us. Something that happens that puts us headlong and blind onto a path we're...
The Rapist Blues
The little fox rang the silver doorbell again and waited, rechecking herself in the gold-plated trim of the front door, mirroring her blonde-hair, wide blue eyes, and russet fur like a funhouse reflection. Still no answer. She was about to turn...
The Hunt Continues...
Later that afternoon found the sisters breathless and hot as they reached the familiar pond, ducking down into the low-grass and acacias. "He said he would be here by mid-sun. Where is he?" Lankia growled softly under her breath, licking her whiskers....
The Hunt
Lankia paused for a moment behind the tangle of golden shortgrass, shushing her sisters with a raised paw as she narrowed her eyes, a slow growl emitting from her throat. "Be still, both of you," the lioness warned them, then raised her head slowly up,...
Tresses
Summer. It's a wonderful time to be a sea-otter, especially when you consider that the hotel swimming pools around the island are a lot more crowded, with a bevy of beautiful and handsome individuals of every color, size, shape and species. The...