Claves: Yuletide Balls
Claves perched atop a snowy rooftop and peered down at the streets below. The white rabbit didn't have any real goals in mind for tonight, but he just couldn't sit still. There was too much excitement in the city this time of year for him to stay...
Above Average Part 8.
Alan was sitting cross-legged almost as if he were meditating. He was in a large, ornate room, surrounded by big, buff, hung attendants who were there to cater to his every whim. He was revered as a god here. It's not surprising considering all he did...
Claves: The Midnight Marauder
Armor clattered noisily as three armed soldiers charged up the stairs. They were all clad in identical uniforms consisting of heavy iron gauntlets, boots, and helmets with green tabards emblazoned with a fierce lion's head covering their breastplates....
Yahahaa~!
Leit staggered into town. This wasn't the first time he had had to drag his weary bones to the nearest tavern after his adventures, but it had never been like this before. It was more than just...
The Birthright
Mitch wasn't like the other raccoons in his family, but he was the only one to think so. He was sure that his fur was just a bit browner, and his ears were just a bit rounder, and his tail was a bit foofier, and his muzzle was just a smidge more canine...
Super Market Skeet.
It had been almost a month since David Hemming had left his job at the Wurf Beer bottling plant and had gone into relative seclusion out in the country. He had never really intended to quit his job; in the beginning he had just taken a few days off of...