"Thirsty"
I had slept over before, but I never was the last one to fall asleep. I always nodded off fairly early, normally after having a few of the beers his dad would buy for us. One night, though, things went a little differently. My friend's a wolf, but...
"POZ"
No one goes to the back alleys of Laroux City with good intentions. The main streets are already debaucherous enough, with any your seven deadly sins easily satiable on any street corner as long as you have the currency to claim them. The city is...
"Fixing the Faucet"
At the door stood Maureen, a short red fox, female, her hair groomed to be wavy down to her shoulders. She had her purse in her hand and was dressed nice for the occasion--a blouse and slacks, unlike the usual t-shirt and jeans she usually wore out and...
"Polecat", chapter 1
A black 1989 Dodge raider sat idling outside the Sionnach household as last minute preparations were being bagged and decisions were being made. A single wide trailer amongst many other single wide trailers in the Mount Pleasant Trailer Park, it was...
The Price of Being Loved
"For fuck's sake , fox, your breath smells so strong'a liquor I can practically tell what brand you've been drinkin'." A heavy-set male wolf was reclined back in his creaking computer chair in the back office of his convenience store, a small office...
"Polecat", chapter 2
The morning confines of a sleeping bag offered a warm shelter from what was otherwise a slightly brisk summer morning, warm but secluded by the forest enough that there was a slight chill in the air. Even inside the tent, the air felt dewy,...
"Mouse Trap"
It was one of Nico's strange litlte habits, something he'd picked up after his time in the woods. He never could explain why it started, nor could he explain why he did it, but the thrill was indescribable. It was a secret he had to keep, though, well...
"Polecat", chapter 6
On the sixth morning, it was Nico who arose first, seemingly ready. He'd slept like a rock, between getting his rocks off and a nice shot before bed, and he'd already gone to the raider for his hunting clothes by the time Tros stirred and realized Nico...
"The Wild King", chapter 1
I broke up with Buck. It's hard to explain why I did it, and I could tell by the look on his face that he was more confused than I was, but the fact remains that it happened and it's over. He's far too good a man to love someone like me. I could see it...
"Call it What You Need"
Thursday evening, an empty house. Nico laid on his sofa in dusty atmosphere of his family's single-wide trailer in pajama pants and a loose black t-shirt, scrolling through his phone. Bills were due, and after getting let go from his job, Nico had been...
"Polecat", chapter 5
The fifth day was, luckily, sunny. The downside was that the rain had also been followed by a rather intense heat wave, and the two would both find themselves sweaty upon waking, the tent smelling more like foxes than it had the rest of the week. Tros...
"Polecat", chapter 3
The next morning, Nico would not find himself waking alone. Rather, it was still dark out when his grandfather's hands were on his chest, whispering "rise and shine, polecat, we're gonna try our hand at hunting." The young fox squinted and opened...