Devil in the Woods
Randy wasn't much for parties. The white-tailed deer leaned back against the wall as loud party music reverberated in his ears. He lowered them a bit as he scouted the room and took another sip from his solo cup full of cheap beer. He didn't like the...
Reuniting
**Reuniting** After a long wait, I yanked my luggage off the carousel. The airport buzzed with activity, even at 9pm at night. Despite my delayed flights and bitchy customer service reps, I had still made it down South in a pretty good mood. I...
The Dancer
The spotlights sparkled off every whisker on the dancer's muzzle. The arctic fox was a dazzling, white gleam of flashing fur on the stage. His ears were perked, his blue eyes wide. A broad grin split his muzzle. Pink lipstick pouted like a sultry...
Have a Look? (Story)
The brown and cream wolfdog shut the door behind him and shrugged off his bag. Novak kicked off his work shoes while loosening his tie. He went down the white buttons, popping them one by one until he could shed the blue dress shirt. Damn dress clothes...
Upset Acquaintances
"'We can still salvage Mother's Day,' he says," she shouted over the barking of her pistol. The wind howled around the tigress, her orange locks blowing harshly forward into her face. She bared her teeth as she steadied herself on the door frame of the...
Terrible Service
"Now Troy, I'm just _dying_ to hear your answer," the tigress said, her paw still holding a hidden pistol. Troy, also a tiger, cleared his throat, glancing down at the collapsed waiter that the woman across the table from him had just shot...
Brewing Potions
"A drop of nymph blood. Three strands of the desired person's hair..." The horse murmured into his book, one digit following the lines. He sniffed and turned around to his ingredients cabinet. He sorted through the tinkling bottles of dubious origin...
Colored Pencils and Sketches - Writing Prompt
**Colored Pencils and Sketches** The dining car rocked as Arthur was directed to his assigned table. The lion set his supply bag beside him in the booth. Gas lamps flickered over the oak table and padded booths. The light played over the face of...
A Simple Dinner
The tiger jiggled the locks on his windows. Troy slowly inspected his apartment, idly stepping over a tripwire on his way to the security system. His clawed fingers tick-tacked on the keyboard while he ran a diagnostics check of his security cameras....
Playing Herbalist - Writing Prompt
Playing Herbalist The oaken door shuddered and relented, opening wide for a yellow and white dappled horse. Brutus carried a large potted fern through the door, grunting as his purple robe dragged across the floor and snagged on the floor. The...