Mud Pool
Trevor was lost! Staring at his phone the mouse sighed as the map-app made little buffering circular motions and the signal bar continued to resolutely insist there was zero service. Shaking his phone the brown mouse tapped the screen and stared...
The Cistern: Third Hunt: Birch
Birch thanked the bouncer and pushed open the door he'd been led to as he drained the last of his drink. The brown and cream furred deer moved confidently toward the row of lockers and set his empty glass on a shelf. It didn't take him long to strip...
The Cistern: Second Hunt: Felinus
Felinus was regretting his earlier boasting as he hung from the chains suspended above the centre of the Cistern, blushing deeply as he shifted his feet and realised he really was stuck on display like this with no way out. It had started out as some...
The Cistern: First Hunt: Mizt
Cadius finished stowing his belongings in the locker he'd been given and stepped back to examine himself in the mirror. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of tight, thigh length, black lycra shorts and the smooth, throat hugging strip of grey-black...
Cistern: The Grunge Pit: Part 3
Orel crept cautiously along one of the channels of his new sewer. Deep in the depths of the new sewer he was hunting his master, the controller of the cistern. The large, sleek, living rubber arcanine slipped cautiously through the brightly coloured...
Entertainers
The village fete covered the village green, tents selling local goods and handmade crafts. A marquee and tea tent serving scones and fresh baked cakes filled the green outside the church and in pride of place opposite it was the fenced in area for the...
Lurking in the Mud - Out of Bounds
Dribbling a football back and forth between his sneakers Shia kept the ball bouncing and sliding from side to side. Catching it with one foot he looked along the path as it split in two. On the left it wove down the hill into the river valley and to...
Lurking in the Mud - Relic Hunters
The tavern was not quite seedy, but certainly on the rougher (or more "rustic") end of the spectrum then Tarpaw was used to. The floor in the common room was covered with bare, unvarnished planks, and the tables were made from sturdy, plainly carved...
Lurking in the Mud - Stress Release
Staring at the canvas on her screen Teal groaned and dropped her stylus, leaning back in her chair she rubbed a paw across her muzzle and glared at the offending art work. "Oh I give up," she growled, lifting her glasses and rubbing at her teal...
Lurking in the Mud - Wrestling Duel
"Are you sure this is an... appropriate location for a duel?" Kyuzo asked as he looked over the vast, expansive mud-flat that Kayane had used the powers of the Water Sword to make even more gloopy and muddy than usual. "Of course!" Takuya growled,...
Fey Problems
Watching the pixies zipping back and forth amongst the wildflowers Zoe leant against the smooth trunk of the mushroom she was hiding under for shade from the noonday sun and let herself smile. "This was a good call," she mused to herself as the...
Lurking in the Mud: No. 21: Skunk in the Mud
As he trudged along the dusk caked road Will sighed and tilted his hat lower to try and shade his eyes. It didn't really help, the sun was just low enough that its unrelenting gaze was hard to avoid. Cursing his luck the skunk pushed his way through a...