The Rooftop Muse

My name is Naomi McLeroy, and I'm part of the county's CSI department. I'm a vixen therian, a creature whose mere existence is a mixed blessing in the world of humans. I can perform a special service that few humans can do: I can see and speak to...

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The Day After

Eoin McCracken was dreaming of being pampered, until he woke slowly and discovered that it was actually happening. He murred softly, feeling his fur being minutely stroked and caressed by his great crimson dragon lover. Benedict seemed to be massaging...

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The Day

Gabriel lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, trying to let his mind drift. Beside him on the bed, curled up and facing away from him, lay the beautiful cremello mare who had shared with him delights he wasn't even entirely sure he could have...

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The Soaring Gryphon

"Hyromaq, would you please play for me?" "Of course I would, my little princess. Would you like something special?" "Would you play the windsong again?" She could hear the smile in his voice. "With pleasure." The strings came alive before her,...

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I Shot an Arrow

Quote: When you look into a night sky, you see the stars far away. You're seeing them because of the light which travels from them to you. Now, it takes time for light to travel here, so what you're doing is seeing the stars as they were in the past -...

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The Eve

As a flit-wolf, who (as a species) had his wings from birth, Colter Dark Claw flopped onto the living room sofa automatically adjusting his wings so that he didn't sit on them, lean against them, or otherwise damage them. Frankly, he mightn't have...

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Slightly Foxed, But Still Desirable

TO: Harrison Burkholder-Barrows 84 Christchurch St Radcliffe-on-Pontisbright, Suffolk ENGLAND April 27, 2015 Dear Mr. Burkholder-Barrows: I am a bibliophile and collector, interested in the occasional rare volume. Your name and address...

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The Road to Barcelona

Amid the usual hustle and bustle of the Wildfire Labs corridors, the tall black ram in the starched white lab coat stood just outside the main flow of traffic, consulted his clipboard yet again, not quite believing what was on his schedule today. He'd...

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Grooming

**_Saturday Morning_** Emmanuel was having an unusual dream about being in some kind of horse racing arena, with a mixture of feral and anthro horses, lined up in some variation of a starting gate that was able to accommodate all of them. A raucous...

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Tenderness

"Good morning." The soft voice in Eoin's ear made him smile softly and stretch a little even as an arm reached around and pulled him closer, his bare back to a very firm and equally bare chest and belly. He wrapped his own white-gold furred arm...

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Grace

Somewhere beyond the lonely cabin, deeper in the woods, the woeful cry of the wild wolves thrilled upon the chill night air. Within the one-room space, lit only by the small fire in the hearth, the gray-furred fox listened with a fascinated...

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Kubla Khan

Nate didn't really understand seasons. He wasn't stupid; he understood planetary orbits, growing seasons, the endless cycles of life. He just didn't have much use for seasons in general. His element - perhaps literally - was ice, and it was the one...

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