The Merchant's Slave pt4
Nobody paid any special attention to the pretty, gold collared amasii, and she scurried back to her room with two plates loaded with bread, meats, fruit, and honey, as well as a wooden stein filled with something bitter and amber, served lukewarm.
Scotch on the Rocky
Scotch on the Rocky By Isiat Squire Carcer Some nights, luck simply wasn't on your side. Tonight was one of those nights for Rocky. The first thing that had happened was that he'd tripped on the stairs to the bar on his way...
Waking up right
Shadi sprawled lazily across the bed sheets, letting the light from the sunrise outside her windows warm her silky, tan fur from head to toe. The short, chubby lioness had the entire bed to herself, and did her best to cover as much of it as was...
Bird Prey
The wind that whistled through the massive, ancient pines at the foot of the Ulthorth valley was brisk... Not quite cold, but not warm either, which for a region known for its snow capped mountains that seemed to literally touch the grey sky above, was...
Nights on the Beach
Sunset had been a gorgeous affair. Sitting on the far edge of the island, Isiat had found a spot with Shadi to escape for a few hours. Far away from the resort, they followed one of the hiking trails on the edge of the palm forest that grew around the...
The Traveling Slave Pt7
The hare found purchase first and managed to dislodge the tiny, angry amasii lioness with little more than a tuft of hair between her teeth.
Bets behind his back
"...No, Listen Scion, I don't care that you have a buyer in Pakistan lined up already. Tell them if they want the merch, it can wait until I get back, or have one of the fucking new guys handle it! Leroy, or whateverthefuck his name is..." Isiat...