The Fox General: Lupercal
Lupercal Resistance from the wolves was nearly non-existent as we shot through the heartlands like a lightning bolt. The few that did were overtaken by a fit of rage, likely from a desire to avenge their kin, and were just as quickly put down. Most...
Lacktail Loaned [COMMISSION]
Lacktail Loaned "Sit." Bryana's mother tapped the table with her claws. Age and a lack of care had made her nails exceptionally long and curved, almost like talons. Rolling her eyes, Bryana sat down on the other end of the table and...
The Fox General: A Farewell to Africa
A Farewell to Africa The miserable business was over, I had paid up my part in full and was now awaiting for my end of the bargain. Laurent was sent with a small party of fennecs to the East, to deliver news of our victory to the Shah himself while...
Jumped Up [COMMISSION]
Jumped Up The grate came loose with relative ease. Infiltration had been achieved. The mission had begun. But that wasn’t the true danger. Steven held the grate between his hands, staring at the mesh of metal. His body began to sweat and his...
The Heir: Quroth's Plan
It took a lot of drugs before Quroth felt clean after meeting with the engineers, but he had their votes, that’s all that mattered. He just about forgot everything up until now when he suddenly emerged from the darkness to see a Ilayo pointing a needle...
Freedom in Love
Crouching low, I sniffed at the sandy dirt. A heavy scent wafted from the east with the wind; earthy and musky. Wolves, at least two of them, and I could smell that they were interested in more than just the reward on me. They might just dare violate...
The Heir: It All Comes Down
# It All Comes Down Quroth was never one for superstition but he couldn’t help but find the sight of a practitioner of the Cycle of Order standing outside the “Black Lips,” nightclub, white robes turned gray with grime, to be an omen of some...
Lacktail Loved [COMMISSION]
Lacktail Loved Lacktail's eyes darted around the small garden attached to the schoolhouse. Moonflowers gazed up at the clear night sky, undeterred by the springtime chill in the air. If only she could be so confident. Where is he? Her loins...