Loch - Meet the Weredog Character
Discarded leaflets with phrases like "Idyllic Holiday Destination!" and "Picturesque Vacation!" litter the hull of your canoe, scattered there from your open backpack. A map with a secluded bay circled lies folded inexpertly on the empty...
Mason - Meet the Weredog Character
Three-thirty in the afternoon is a strange time for a picnic, but you console yourself with the fact that it was never about the inoffensive sandwich you're swallowing, or the tepid soft drink you've got loosely lidded to your left. The...
Dozer - Meet the Weredog Character
While office work carries few benefits, a third-story window seat has always been a perk. When you're not being micromanaged into spreadsheets and reports, you can gaze to your left and see sunlight. Birds flutter across the vista,...
Gideon - Meet the Weredog Character
It's hard not to blush and turn your head whenever you pass other hikers. There's nothing technically wrong with what Gideon's talked you into, but you still can't ignore their eyes on you, both facing you as you follow the fox down the path, and...
Brook - Meet the Weredog Character
"What a night! Ever been to a beach party stacked like this one?" You have to strain to hear Brook. Part of that is because the crashing of the midnight waves adds constant white noise, but the other part is because Brook doesn't even...
Hydra - Meet the Weredog Character
It's amazing how something so simple and obvious can still be hidden after all these years. Any innocent fisherman could have found it, if they'd circled around the mountainous island, skimmed over the hull-breaking reef, and snuck through the...
Strix - Meet the Weredog Character
You stalk through the undergrowth, silent as the wind. The grip of your crossbow feels good in the hand. You are the hunter. You are the stalker. You are the night. Victory--and its rewards--lie entirely within your grasp....
Nile - Meet the Weredog Character
"Catch!" That's your only warning before twelve ounces of half-frozen beer nearly hits you in the face. You're lucky to get fingers around it before it has the chance to cause any damage. "Nice! You need more bait?" You, in...
The Wild River - Making Waves
The crashing of the wave pool reached my ears long before I got there. I'd heard it as a distant siren song while I was floating in the river. The rhythmic susurration pulled me from my drifting reverie. Over the rushing of the waves,...
The Wild River - Relief
The sun crawled overhead at a sluggish pace. It couldn't hurt me. I sat beneath it, sipping my defiance in the form of my fourth sugary iced drink as I drifted down the river. Fuck you, you over-large bilious bag of hydrogen and...
The Wild River - Thicker Than Wine
The water gathered between the webbing between my toes as I propelled myself forward through the water. A few circuits of the lazy river had cured my languor from the long journey to the resort. The prior anxiety gave way to...
The Wild River - Lazy Noodle
Anticipation burned, rivaled only by decision paralysis. Ahead of me: the entire adult playground of the premier resort of the finest pleasure planet--the Wild River. For all of the siren calls of excitement and curiosity, I couldn't pick...