Curiosity Inquired (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The dining hall was a chattering bustle of lunches being consumed and conversations engaged. Cadet Clip, her forehead and absence of an antler still aching from the day before, neatly declined to even approach the table full of dragons and carried...
Efficiency Meal (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The shopping mall's food court wasn't exactly the cleanest or calmest setting for a lunch, but Detective Clip was in an unfamiliar city and always valued having a swath of options for a meal. She gazed across the row of restaurants, their signage a...
Mission Report (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The old rabbit stirred in his bed a bit as the station shuddered. Another heavy cargo ship had docked with too much load, a regular occurrence these days, and easily ignored. However, the soft crackling sound in the room caught the boss' attention....
Snow's Blanket (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The basilisk groaned softly as the light of the rising sun filtered its way through the snow accumulated atop his body. Another night had passed under the weight of ice and snow, but the sounds of this morning did not seem to extend beyond the soft...
Downed Prey (Welded Sunset)
~ The lumbering bulk of the bear frame bounded up to the treeline heavily, each footfall of the mech's pace seeming to shudder nearby trees from the roots up. The much more limber wolf frame paced in place anxiously, looking about across the clearing...
Flares Bells (Welded Sunset)
The dreams always seemed to be of happier times, a bit of serendipity that Reah was perpetually thankful for. Most often of the successes she'd pulled together for her captain, back when she was young and the war was old. They'd come to her during the...
Gryphon's Secret
~ The gryphon's loins flared to life as the raccoon inquired of his opinion. The catbird kept his belly to the cool floor, his posture of feigned serenity. ~ "Oh, yes. That bikini bottom is a nice pattern against your fur.", for once thankful for the...
Gryphon's Reply (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The tip of the gryphon's beak trailed a path up along her waist and to her belly, tongue following behind on a teasing retreat from her damp regions. ~ Pausing his precise attentions, the gryphon answered, "I'm all mammal where it counts, hon."
Raccoon's Grip (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The raccoon's fingers gripped tightly around the gryphon's ears and head as though to guide the attentions of his beak to precisely to best spot. His annoyance with her disregard for the fragility of feathers manifested as a hungry rumbling growl,...
Questing Log
~ The fox slipped sheepishly into the doorway, his mind focused on how silly of a ranger costume he wore and giggled a bit at the whole notion of this fiction. His eyes laid upon the raccoon's druid costume, her scent reminding his body of just how...
Slice of Life (Otherwise Untitled)
~ Roland's shift at the theater had run into the early hours of morning, and the kobold looked forward to his quaint apartment a number of subway stops away. He settled into place while the subway car rumbled and jostled its way along the path, a...
Beagle's Orders (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The gathered fleet of Admiral Sligh hung in orbit over the old colony world, calm but for the flights of shuttles running circuits planetside to their frenzied evacuation of civilians below. Aboard his potmarked and tarnished flagship, Josiah Sligh...