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....
Hypnovember - Day 8: Forest
Daniel stood at the edge of a forest. He knew it was a forest because he had been told it was. And he knew it was twilight because he had been told it was as well. The sun was setting on the unseen horizon, turning the sky a pleasant purple hue. It was...
Hyla Brokenfang and the Eye of a God
Hyla Brokenfang had struck a god. The backhand blow had sent the coyote flying off his throne, and then... and then he hung there for a moment in midair, revolving like a leaf caught in an eddy of wind. The coyote righted himself, still floating,...
Hypnovember - Day 5: Uniform
A white cube of a room. Plain and simple. Neat and orderly. Uniform. A ceiling, unblemished except for a panel of light, meets similarly unblemished walls, which meet a floor whose only defect from perfection is the presence of the room's lone occupant...
Sharp
"I've always found that cooking really helps set the mood. What about you?" The coyote couldn't respond. He was tied securely to a heavy oak chair that probably weighed as much as he did. Thick rope wrapped around his arms, his legs, his back, and...
The Dark blog #1: What does Sofawolf look for in a story?
I've toyed with the idea of doing a writing blog several times. I keep putting it off because I think, "Why does what _I_ say matter to anyone?" Kyell Gold, after all, writes about writing, more frequently, more eloquently, and to a more diverse...
On the Wheel
Sal's Master never did anything by half measures. The otter expressed an interest in trying shibari one and was told, a moment later, to make sure his Friday evening schedule was clear and to report at his Master's home promptly at 7 o'clock. Sal was...
[Patreon] A Date with Davey
"I'm home," Lana called out as she kicked the door shut and let her heavy briefcase fall with a thud on the entry tiles. The lynx's ears pricked as she waited for a response, or indeed any sign at all that someone else was there. The air was still and...
[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....
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...
Redlight Nights: a faux excerpt
Lily shivered. The room wasn't that cold, only about two degrees below what the shy young snow leopard liked to have her home at. But it was a very noticeable two degrees on her almost naked fur. She felt every eddy and current of air in the room as...
Hyla Brokenfang among the Pit Fighters
"Under the ice, the river still flows." --Badger idiom, meaning that no matter how much things appear to change, their fundamental nature remains the same "Your Honor, we welcome you to the House of Totukepsan and its...