Travelling Music
Okay, so doing seventy-five down a narrow two-lane road blasting "Born to Be Wild" from your stereo is a classic cliché. But seriously, can anyone really break the speed limit to Pachabel's "Canon in D?" Besides, it just happened to be on the...
Trade All the Stars
At this exact moment, everything aligned to make daylight in New Coyoacan the brightest it could be. In another twelve minutes, the Ring would face Ceres' dark side and the ambient light would dim, if only by a few dozen lumens thanks to mirrors and...
Kismet (Chapter 4)
When she wakes up there's a moment of disorientation until she realizes Catboy--she did learn his name, didn't she?--is taking up slightly more than half of her bunk. For a single person it's more than big enough, but not for two. Why did they come...
Kismet (Chapter 3)
If you don't count the Ceres Ring, Panorica is the largest arcology in terms of both population and sheer size. It's a cylindrical design like Kingston, but a vast, slow-spinning behemoth. You can dock either at the stationary center or at the rim,...
Kismet (Chapter 2)
_Beedle boop_ "Ms. Simmons?" Gail's ear twitches at the voice on the radio. She's prying a beer out of a rack in the cabin's compact refrigerator. The beverage station does coffee well enough, but its "porter" tastes like cold strained...
Kismet (Chapter 1)
The call that shatters Gail's life comes disguised as a gift from her past. It starts the way all of them have for the last fourteen years: a _beedle boop_ and her ship's voice, a pleasant female contralto, sounding directly in her left ear. "You have...
Tow
> This story originally appeared in the anthology _The Furry Future._ It's available in [print](http://furplanet.com/shop/item.aspx?itemid=770) and [ebook](https://baddogbooks.com/?product=the-furry-future) from the publisher, as well as from Amazon in...
Going Concerns (Chapter 4)
Annie couldn't remember when she'd managed to get to sleep. It was before sunrise, at least. Betteridge and Ayalin hadn't asked too many questions of her, and had asked even fewer questions that hadn't already been asked--and answered--with their...
Going Concerns (Chapter 3)
Whatever else she thought of Gibson, Annie couldn't accuse him of coming unprepared. He'd brought a better lockpick set than she owned--well, than the one she _had_ owned, before she'd had to sell it--and had let both of them into Union's office so...
Going Concerns (Chapter 2)
Before last year, Annie had been in Guard stations perhaps once before in her life. After last year, she'd hoped to never be in one again. They'd been unfailingly polite throughout that investigation, which she'd started out appreciating but ended up...
Going Concerns (Chapter 1)
It was at about the halfway point between Islip's Books and her second-story flat in the East Garden district of Raneadhros--as she'd never seen a garden there, she had yet to understand the name--that Annie began to suspect she was being...
Dreams Are For Vixens
Erica was chubby. Not fat--more stocky, you might say, a hundred seventy pounds, not bad for a five-foot-six, nineteen-year-old raccoon. But surrounded like she was by svelte felines, those preciously cute otters that always seemed to have half the...