Mind Games

"You took your medicine today?" Roxy asks as she looks over her charts. Darrek nods blankly. "Good, you know you have to take it every day. I might have to change it to twice daily, considering Joel's report on what happened. Would you like to tell me...

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The days

The days were nice when I was truly happy, when it was easy and nothing to think or care about. Nothing but the simple problems, the drama of nothing important at all but two peoples' friendships that no one heard of or cared about. The ignorance of...

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Warmth of night

A nearby clock tower begins to toll, Xion, a red and black fox of seventeen stops in his tracks, counting the clock tower's noises. He is wearing a black long sleeved button up that's unbuttoned, a faded black shirt of a gray crystal ball, black jeans...

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Foxtrot Alpha

Xion is the clan hopeful; he has proven himself on many hunts of being a very capable fox. Dispite being a black sheep of sorts. Dark red fur, everywhere, save for ear tips, tail, and belly fur which are black, a few red spots fleck his muzzle. All of...

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Jaguar and the Stories

Darrek looks down at his foot paws, trying not to stutter or make eye contact with the shadowy jaguar to his left. "813 Highland..." The wolf manages to force out his words. The feline smiles a little, looking over at the lupine with one eye and...

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Poor Lex

"Poor Lex, do you know what's wrong with him now? I know he's been under a lot of stress, but he won't return my calls and when I see him at school and in classes he's very brief with me, Most of the time I have to get his attention because he always...

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Sorry state

Memories of precedent conversations plague his mind, they don't want to leave. If those memories left him he would feel better, he wouldn't have to bother snapping himself out of the past. He would be alone, cold and shaking in the dark. There's...

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A Fine Start

Today is good, really good. The sky is full of huge fluffy white clouds, there's bird chirping and no wind. It's late in the afternoon and the sun is getting ready to leave. "Any time now." The rusted fur forms into a smile, paws at the back of the...

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