Marked and Merciless Part I
"I say, we cannot take anymore chances," grumbled the coyote, her red-brown fur shimmering in the dimly lit tunnel, the glow of her orange eye, as well as her blue eye narrowing into slits as she cast her gaze across the confined chamber,...
Tides and Trails Part I
Skandir had sighed while lying on his stomach, his chin rested on his forepaws and his eyes closed. His belly was full of fish and his ears were tuned to the sounds of the many songbirds chirping away in the trees that made up the vaguely secluded...
A Sip of Temptation Part I
It was yet another calm and relaxing day in the Helyg Derwydon grove, nestled deep in the forested hills near the center of the land of Aeyturn. A husky, brown furred coyote sat calmly near the top of one of these hills, his orange eyes...
Beneath the Moonlit Hollow Part I
Fierya found herself desperately wandering through a deep, dark part of a forest that she was unfamiliar with. Her gray and tawny fur was cold and wet from heavy rain that was only now starting to let up. Currently, she wore a large fern...
Daughter of the In-Between Part I
Lilyara drifted along the windless currents of the spirit plane, her form half-curled in a lazy coil comprised of her three ebon hued tassels, tail tips flickering behind her like ribbons stirred by dreams. Above her, the darkened sky...
Wanderer of Bark & Bramble Part I
It was another beautiful day in the Serranova mountain range. The sun was shining down on the trees and the mountainside, causing many of the woodland animals to awaken from their sleep in order to go about their range of daily activities. One of the...