Three Wolves for a Buck
Birds chirped and a warm wind blew through the buck's slightly damp red-brown fur, on a beautiful spring afternoon. Arwin inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet scent of the pines around him. He sat with his back against a tall tree, looking out through...
A Little Buck and a Big Bad Wolf
If anyone knew what Arwin was doing, they'd say he had a death wish. The young buck crept forward, in a low crouch, mindful of where he placed his hooves. He peered through the bushes and looked out at the werewolves' camp. The hulking lupine...
Absolute Best Partner for a Ranger
"Detect!" The Weavile leaps with an enraged screech; its claws glow white as it slashes down. They cut nothing but air as its target dodges in a blur of white fur and swirling snow. The grey furred bipedal weasel is extremely fast, yet the wild...