Sand Dollar Rich
A slow, deep breath, like a reconciling. Sun-washed and surf-scented. Warm and wet, with the sweet-yet-tangy taste of some recently peeled (and, of course, eaten) oranges lingering in her maw. Clementine, was the variety. Small in size, but no less...
Into the Woods
Chester woke up antsy, nervous. Being a squirrel, the energy always jolted through his blood. Surged. But this was a sexual energy. A wanting, a yearning, and that made it harder to shake. He took several deep breaths, and skipping breakfast entirely,...
Marshmallow Squirrel
“Ooh, look at this one! ‘To: Emmy Junior.’ I wonder what _this_ could be?” Charlie said theatrically, picking up a neatly wrapped present. On her knees beside the Christmas tree (a Fraser fir), the bronze-and-silver fox squirrel made a show of...
Snowed In With You
"It's your week to do the dishes," Petra called from the kitchen. "Don't think I'm gonna do 'em just cause they're pilin' up! I've already started the laundry _and_ I'm going to the store. I'm not bleedin' Cinderella, you know. Even if I am friends...
3.5 - Strange Bedfellows
Seward approached the hologram with apprehension. This was no ordinary simulation. She was a representation of the station's sentient computer, likely the most advanced in existence. They knew very little of how she worked. As such, there was an...
Side Mission
"Agent 31 ... " Arlet glanced down at her paws. The sleeves of the snow rabbit's fresh uniform were rolled up to her elbows. No sign of the vivid red blood that had abstractly dyed her pristine, white pelt when she'd returned from the lunar surface a...
Bedroom Heist
It was a late-November night, Thanksgiving Eve, the air calm and cold, the would-be crescent moon obscured by a thick, overcast sky. No snow or freezing rain, but you could see your breath. Winter palpably lurked. It was just around the corner. And...
2.1 - Queen For a Day
"More," Seward panted, nose tingling, lungs filling with a familiar, spicy warmth. He looked up from the large white-furred breast he'd been suckling. "Please?" It was 0800, an hour before their duty shifts. They'd only been awake for fifteen, twenty...
Squirrel Sutra
"What's on next?" Kody asked, bringing a big bowl of popcorn into the living room. The white-and-black Himalayan rabbit plonked himself down on the couch beside his mate, leaning back and propping his big, furry feet on the coffee table. "Gymnastics,"...
A Little Distraction
It was after midnight, late-April, and Meadow paced back and forth in the darkened bedroom, her furless, pink paws slapping on the cool, wood floor. _Pat-pat-pat._ Stop. Spin! _Pat-pat-pat._ Meadow looked down at her smartphone. The petite, golden...
In Totality
"So, when's this _thing_going to happen, Bella?" Wren asked. The dark, walnut-hued squirrel placed his paws on his denim-clad hips. His big, bushy tail bobbed behind him with every twitchy motion, as well as the caress of the mild, early-October...
Mid-Mouse Crisis
“What the hell you doin’ over there?” “Nothing,” Meadow insisted, distractedly. The petite, gold-and-cream harvest mouse was holding her phone in front of her face. Tilting her muzzle this way and that. Petra, her rat co-worker, squinted from her...