Disjointed Prologue (part 1)
My first attempt at writing. This is a story thats in my head, and wanted to let it go. Its rough, I hope for good feedback to improve. "Disjointed Prologue" The first thing I remember, is my muzzle. Yes, my muzzle, on something cold,...
How the Wet Coyote got his name
Fuck, not again I can only think as I feel another warm stream of piss hitting my chest, quickly moving up to my now half dried headfur, at least it was. The splashes trail across my muzzle, finishing waking me up. "Fuck, what time is it now?" i...
For the love of my Master
i don't know where to start, it has been a journey for me over this past year, but i have grown to understand and love my Master, my dear Master, whom took this coyote under his paw, and molded me into who i always was meant to be. His toy and...
Scent of a stain
What a beautiful day Kendall thought as he worked his way thru the streets of a country half a world away from his home. His job brought him half way around the world, and it is a far cry from the usual cold dreary and often rainy environment of the...