Hyla Brokenfang
The great badger warrior fought. Her eyes and ears were covered, and still she fought. Her snout was muzzled and her arms were bound, but still she fought. Her legs were chained and her every muscle ached, but still she fought. Her mind was delirious...
Hyla Brokenfang at the Bathhouse
Hyla Brokenfang had struck a bargain with the god of fair trades: her past as a disgraced warrior would be forgotten, and she would now serve his house as a slave. The badger had expected this to mean a drastic change in her life. She was...
[Patreon] The Accidental Slaves
"Welcome home, Mistress," intoned two voices at once. Alice froze in the doorway to her garage, handbag swaying on the ringtail's unmoving arm. Her neighbors, the Turners, were in her living room. That wasn't odd in itself. She had given the two...
In Public
Anya tried to keep her heart from hammering. She kept telling herself that, for all anyone knew, she was just an ordinary tiger, accompanying her ordinary tiger husband on an ordinary trip to the ordinary shopping mall to buy an ordinary skirt....
The Desk Fox
"Your office is right this way, Mr. Dascomb." The wolf tried to loosen his tie a smidge as he followed his new ringtail secretary to his new office at his new job in a new city. He was trying to maintain the aura of calm and command that had helped...
Guardian [Poem]
Why do you stand in the rain, little fox? Your whiskers are wet. Your tail is dripping. Your white fur is ...
[Patreon] In Eden's Embrace
Iris woke to bright yellow sunbeams stabbing into her eyes and sharp, shrill birdcalls stabbing her ears, but most of all she woke up surprised to be alive. She could barely remember going to sleep. It was a jumble of images and feelings. Fear....
Door-to-Door
Two foxes stood at the door to the house. The tod checked the details of his appearance: he made sure his hat was level, his tie straight, and he rubbed the pad of his thumb on the brass corner of his briefcase to make sure it shined. The vixen...
By the Pool
The vixen skirted the edge of the pool furtively. She checked over her shoulder and unwound the towel around her waist before dipping her toes in to test the water. "Hey there, foxy lady." The vixen whirled. There, in the shadow of the house,...
Hyla Brokenfang and the Secret-Keeper
CW: This chapter contains depictions of PTSD and brief mention of off-screen sexual assault. "What Occupies the Dreams of Gods?" --Title of a book by the famous Second Age fox poet Orrimare. While the book was...
Decisions, Decisions - by The Tied Tigress
"Matt, I need help deciding what to wear!" Matt lazily ambled into the bedroom, and the sight of what was in there so surprised him he jumped back and nearly hit his head on the doorframe. "You need to give me some warning when you're hotswapping...
Wreck
_"It was like a train wreck. I couldn't look away." Every time someone says that, I remember the one time I did see a wreck._ _It was a quiet morning, out in the countryside. Some old rabbit had stalled out her even older jalopy on the tracks. She...