Upon Crooked Foundations 2
Folgren entered the station that morning the same as ever, ducking the twin hanging trophies to find Mikis, the brown wolf, already at the guard table, his two compatriots yet to arrive in the early hours barely past dawn. "Morning, boss.", Mikis...
Riot Ball
Sillick the tan and cream coloured hare sat in the nude upon a bench within the inordinately huge and unbearably noisy locker room. He was awaiting his turn at the likewise crowded showers, not too keen on attempting to share a shower head with one of...
Guild Relations, Part 5
Hetroth walked hurriedly, following the pair of rats from Varik's guild, now guiding him along the busy streets of Tertium. He slowed his pace occasionally to lock sights with someone he thought recognized him from the day before, but quickly continued...
An Unusual Profession, Part 2
Petritus nearly stumbled into the now somewhat familiar confines of his favourite brothel. He'd only been there a couple times, during his first visit to the city, but that was enough to put it well above all the others he knew. At least in terms of...
Guild Relations, Part 3
Hetroth woke to the feeling of overwhelming aching all over. His back, arms, legs, and in particular his shoulder and testicles, all sending signals of discomfort to his brain. Only now did his injuries and exertion get to him, making him regret his...
Guild Relations, Part 2
Hetroth moved through the forest at a brisk pace, desperate to track down the bastard that had all but robbed him of his advancement among the Artificers and used him for his own pleasure. He had dozed and fallen asleep at the ruins, and he was mad at...
Guild Relations
The sun was setting, shafts of dim light piercing the dense pine forest surrounding the overgrown ruins. It would soon be night, but Hetroth needed to locate what he was looking for fast. It was reckless of him to keep searching at so late an hour....
An Unusual Profession
Petritus the spotted brown hyena stood on a cobblestone road at the edge of the tree line, marvelling at the city ahead. He had visited the city of Volenar in his childhood, and it was quite a sight to behold, outside of being untapped waters for his...
Sore Loser
It was late into the night in front of the boxing hall. Unusually for this hour, the building was lit up, albeit faintly. Craig the brown, white-blotched horse stood at its entrance, considering what he was getting himself into, a flickering street...
The Other Faith
Neseref the slender, grey rat sighed with relief as he crossed the outer city gates. He swept his hand over his slightly damp brow and through his neck-long, black hair. The long journey from his town of birth had come to an end. Here, in the city of...
8-Way
Adrogan the hare woke to the sound of muffled grunts and gasps, ringing in his ears as though coming through a tin pipe. He raised his priorly drooped over head and tried to move, only to find himself restrained, yet upright. The fact that he was...
Processing
Tafran woke to the overwhelming smell of musk and semen surrounding him, a warm but hard tiled floor underneath, as well as the feel of furs pressing at his back and front. He opened his eyes and recoiled, noticing his nose had been pressed against...