Fellowship in Otters

Holy shit. I didn't believe in fate, but fuck me if this wasn't the kind of thing that'd get me to start. I leaned on the counter in front of me, one webbed paw up to my muzzle as I struggled to keep my ruddertail from lashing around in excitement or...

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Pilot Program

Huxley stood above the abyss. Only an inch of dynaglass between him and the writhing darkness below. He kept his nerves cool, as always. There was no tremor in his hooves, no stammer in his teeth. The ram cleared his throat, grabbed at his tie and...

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