Lunch
Barton's brain froze at what he saw before him. Underneath the smell and undernourished body was a young gray male rabbit who had been forced to grow up, far too quickly, in all the wrong ways, in the worst possible conditions. The milk chocolate eyes...
Revelations
_The Getaway_ had only failed to open on time twice in its long and respectable history. Once was due to the horrifying weather of Hurricane Sandy cutting just a wee bit too close for comfort, and even then the store only opened late. The other...
Spotted (2019)
The locker door closed quietly, accompanied by a small, nearly silent sigh. The young white stoat looked carefully around himself, grateful that he didn't see any of the faces that usually meant trouble, or at least moderate discomfort. He had thought...
Waking
Eoin McCracken's superlative canine nose was usually the first and best sensor to changes in his immediate environment; many was the morning when scents from the kitchen of the Spenser Manse would wake him slowly to new treats for a new day. This...
History Lesson
"All right, class," the lady cheetah clapped her forepaws smartly, smiling. "The bell's already rung. In your seats, time to begin." With the various grumbling complaints that befitted the rebellious hormones of adolescence, the class of some...
The Stag and the Ocean
_A beginning is a delicate thing..._ _The old wolf sat alone at his table in the café, waiting to meet his friend. "I have a story to tell," his friend had told him, "of how I came to be born. I have told the story in music; it's time now for you to...
Choice
Perhaps the hardest thing that Barton ever did was to force himself to pretend not to care too much. The young rabbit would have a tough enough time trusting him not to turn them in to the authorities, much less believe that he actually wanted to...
Handicapping (Pundamentals 1)
Handicapping She was nervous as a... well, she was nervous, anyway. Her long full tail twitched almost as much as her long whiskers, as she waited for the line to move forward. As a rule, she was patient - most cats, especially those who still hunted...
Will You Serve
The drive back to my house -- I still couldn't quite call it "home," for so many reasons -- was calming, thoughtful... thought-full. I didn't feel burdened or depressed in any way. I wasn't even whelmed (Darkstar assured me that it really was a word)....
Identity Theft, Part 1
I could have answered him a moment before he asked the question, but now, my mind seemed utterly blank. “Mr. Rawlins?” My name. That might be my name. A lot of other things were trying to crowd back into my mind as well. “Yes. I mean, yes,...
Perceived
Thursday morning saw me getting a bagel and schmear from a local shop, just in case the cap'n actually meant it. I chose cinnamon raisin, on the off-chance that he might have a sweet tooth. If he didn't want it, I'd eat it. Until he mentioned it, I...
FlashFic: Roadside Assistance
Not from around here, are ya? I can always tell. You hear the calling of the wolves out in the canyon, and you get a kind of look in your eye, as if you're too civilized to have to worry about it. You're right, at one level, of course; unless you're...