Traditions
As has been the tradition for several generations, the royal family would choose a female bodyguard for every child born to their name. the tradition’s origin was born from tragic happenstance.
Furred Traditions Chapter 1
#2 of furred traditions the white men tell me the year is 1856. i never understood their time system, but i follow it just the same. i often visit their town called hutchinson in the land of sky-tinted waters, or minnesota.
Pride
"Tell me what you see." The little girl looked at herself in the mirror and sighed irritably. Same old wolf. The short brown hair with the little green-dyed flecks on the ends, the brown face framing large green eyes and glasses. She rubbed a paw...
Spirits (Part One)
He had only to ask loka for her permission, and a new bond would form between the tribes anew, as to the tradition passed on through untold seasons.
On the Moon
The imagery is drawn from mohawk traditions about the moon and sun, respectively. on the moon by mohawk puma look upon the moon, see her lovely silver face. wise grandmother, keeper of the tide, grandmother to all children.
Furred Traditions Chapter 2
#3 of furred traditions the next morning was a very warm one. i stepped outside my tipi to find that the air was hot and humid. i crawled back inside and put on pants but no shirt, it would be too hot.
Spirits (Part Three)
The next morning, Baruna avoided the Mulu as much as possible as she ate a breakfast of mango fruit quietly in the cradle of thick branches in a nearby jambu tree. So many questions she wanted to ask Heeto, but she didn't dare. She knew he would be...
Spirits (Part Four)
Luck was with Baruna as she dashed into the village. Most of the wolves were away from the fire, and the few stragglers barely took notice of her as she wandered over towards Loka's hut and furtively opened the door. "Are you here, priestess? We...
Furred Traditions Chapter 3
#4 of furred traditions months have gone by. the spring is gone and summer is now upon us. strong as the wolf has completed his first hunt and is now viewed as a man by my tribe.
Spirits (Part Five)
It was nearly dusk by the time they arrived at the lagoon. Jeru watched as Baruna undressed and then knelt on the ground, taking something foreign to the todd out of the burlap. "What is that?" he inquired, curiously looking over at the metal cylinder....
"The Thin Line," Part U
By tradition, the waiters and servants at the royal feast were the senior ncos and the lower-ranking officers, a bit of topsy-turvy authority.
A completely vanilla romance story.
It was a day as any other, as the sun was setting over the horizon. Gina leaning on John's soft fur as they sat on mahogany bench. A fox and a wolf sitting together. "You know... I have been dreaming for this moment for...