The Wolf, the Fox, and the Envelope Part 3
I woke up to my wolf's arms around me. After a moment of enjoying the warmth, I experienced a sudden jolt of surprise. The last thing I could remember was looking over that envelope in the living room, and yet now I was in the bedroom. Did I really...
The Wolf, the Fox, and the Envelope Part 2
It was about 17:30 when my rumbling stomach roused me. The first obstacle between food and my stomach was the wolf still lying on top of me. I considered for a moment how best to remove him. Although I was somewhat smaller than he, I was definitely...
The Wolf, the Fox, and the Envelope
Ok, so it's been about three months or something crazy since I've even posted a journal on here. I'm going to see what I can cook up in the next hour and a half or so before I need to pack up shop again. Ok. Deep breath. Writing powers activate! * *...
Cocking
Adrian impatiently tucked a stray lock of hair behind his ear. Somehow, it always seemed to escape the tie that held the rest of his hair in a simple ponytail. At the sound of the door, his paw snapped up the pistol on the console, leveling it at the...
Moonlit in Fog
The world is different now. I rest a hand against a wall, staring at it as if I could see through it. Well, I guess I could. I look the same, but everything else seems insubstantial, ephemeral. It takes a conscious effort to feel the wall and push...
Just a Jackal
Opening my eyes. That's the first step. It seems simple enough, but it took me nearly ten minutes to manage it. After that comes the slow and stiff standing up, trying to work the kinks out so I can actually walk. Then, I pick up my stuff slowly,...
A Healing Heart
To fully understand this story, it would be best to start with my other 'Heart' stories in the order they were posted. Anyway, enjoy. Oh, and for those who read the preview, there's been a couple changes, mostly grammatical. Oh, and...
Finis
At first, it wasn't so bad. There wasn't really anything to hurt him. As a matter of fact, there didn't really be anything at all. He'd been warned of the heat and how it might singe his fur, but his fur didn't seem to be on fire. Actually, he couldn't...
A One-Man Masquerade
Whoever said laughter is the best medicine really knew what he was talking about. I can't give definite proof that a positive attitude speeds healing, but I have personal experience with a negative attitude making me feel ill. And I mean legitimately...
Land of the Free and Home of the Slaves: Chapter 3
Author's note: I'm not a doctor and have no experience with first aid, so please forgive any and all errors in the scene to follow. If I ever go mainstream (doubtful), I'll take greater efforts to make it more realistic. Chapter III: Canine Wounds...
Land of the Free and Home of the Slaves: Chapter 2
Well, it's typed now, so all I need to do is add my notes to it. I have to say right off the bat that I'm nervous about posting this chapter. You'll notice pretty soon that I'm trying to write something unlike anything I've done so far, so...
The Aftermath
The moon, nearly full, shone down its soft light onto the forest below. The trees were mostly coniferous, leading to a bed of soft needles coating the forest floor. Occasional pinecones stood as islands in the otherwise relatively soft ground,...