Pale Shade of Blue
Ice-cold blue Snowfall makes the den a tomb Waited to parley with you Trusted all your words untrue Lives all fading War cries sound louder than the ocean's crash You supply the weapons and he'll provide the wrath Rebellion breaks a father's...
Guro Challenge #19: Pet-Play
Mokug sat beneath the table, as always, hugging his knees, waiting for his master to remember his presence so he would be fed. His stomach rumbled at the smell of hot fish soup, and the ferret rumbled a chuckle in turn. The hamster shivered as...
Guro Challenge #25: Organs
Blaggut supposed Slipp was right, he was an idiot; a clever beast would have asked what the word "quarantine" actually meant before going to find out for himself. Of course he'd been caught and thrown out, amid many curses from the healers (he didn't...
Guro Challenge #11: Conjoined Bodies
When any of their pups had a disagreement not vicious enough to result in death but loud and long-lasting enough to aggravate those around them, the ratwives would tie their tails together and leave them that way until they wore themselves out...
Guro Challenge #9: Skeleton/Bones
Her belly was softer than it should be, and she noticed the bitter iron smell before the surprisingly mild cramp. She put a paw to her thigh, found it wet, and screamed. Buckler came running, and found Clarinna sitting on her bed, clutching something,...
Guro Challenge #14: Self-Harm
Fermald hadn't wanted to agree with him, but she had no choice; Graylunk knew he was insane, but he was not stupid, and he knew there was nothing more the infirmary could do. It was time. In the night he slipped away, taking no food or blanket - why...
A Curious Fleet: Nagru/Silvamord
Three days a year Nagru and Silvamord make a truce. The rats know it's coming when her scent begins to change and she walks with her tail stiff; Nagru is less vicious to her, yet more tense. They avoid eye contact all evening as they eat their fill,...
Guro Challenge #24: Bloodbath
The name and popular rumour to the contrary, the _Goreleech_ was not painted with real blood. Dried blood didn't stay that shade of red, as he knew well, and while a herd or two of cows could probably provide enough blood for a ship that size the...
Guro Challenge #23: Nosebleed
"Oh, I say, m'dear! Are you quite alright?" "Why wouldn't I be?" Clecky put a claw to his nosetip, and said "Your snout, Grath, it's bleeding. Did you bump it, wot?" "Oh, that!" Grath's paw came away from her whiskers with blood on it. "It's...
Mossflower After Midnight: Vizka/Codj
Codj groaned and braced himself against the captain's desk, knees wedged against the arms of the chair. He pushed his hips up and rolled back down, as close as he could manage to the rhythm of the waves gently rocking the ship. Vizka lounged in the...