Grace
Somewhere beyond the lonely cabin, deeper in the woods, the woeful cry of the wild wolves thrilled upon the chill night air. Within the one-room space, lit only by the small fire in the hearth, the gray-furred fox listened with a fascinated...
Goodbye
This is my entry for stgeorgeshorse' writing contest, pennyforthesong. i won't give too much detail here so as to not spoil the story any.
Soul Searching
This story was written for the contest, "pennyforthesong." honestly, it's a very scary thing -- posting something after being a lurker for over a year on this website. however, after a lot of encouragement and reassurance, i'm ready to give it a shot.
An Early Morning Reflection
A raw moment of panic seized me as I clawed free from the ragged edges of a nightmare my fractured nerves had concocted for me. The breeze of a nearby fan turned my way, rustling my fur faintly and giving some respite from the sticky sweat of night...
Delilah
Delilah VanHorn was what some might describe as petite. She was no more than 4 foot tall, slender, waiflike. She had gorgeous auburn hair that fell down to the middle of her back and accentuated her reddish gray fur beautifully. She was always...
Guardian Angel
**_Guardian Angel_** The cool metal of the Zippo's igniter wheel pressed into my thumb. I gave it a firm spin. Another. Tiny sparks ghosted into being for an instant, clamoring for life, then guttered and died before they could catch. I held the...
I Can Do It Better
_I Can Do It Better_ The music from the sound system cut to a low hiss. Corey turned around to the stage, if it could even be called that, where some young tiger was tuning an acoustic guitar. Dissonant chords filled the room and Corey quietly...
Windows to the Soul
"The court marshal of Sergeant Jack Russell will presently convene." Everyone in the court room went silent. "Sergeant Russell, before we begin with these proceedings, are you prepared to plead guilty to the charges brought against you?' The...
Owl's Nest
I was loitering by the keg holding a plastic cup of nameless beer when I spotted her. I didn't know her name then, but I had seen her before-- she was in my sociology class. Her and about 200 other people, I guess, but she was someone you noticed....
Epiphany
I looked across at my boy. The wolf tried to give me a smile but failed for once in his life. A telling point; I always thought he would laugh at the devil. Yet here, in my hour of need, he could not. "Are you sure you are ok Ryan?" "Yes." He knew I...