Welcomed
The lighting in the small, screen-filled room was a dim, soothing blue. And it made Talkeetna's fur look darker than it actually was. "Have you turned off the devices? Lowered the magnetic field?" "Yes," was the simple, soft reply from Mariposa....
A Hard, Bruising Fall
"The flow regulators are off by .03 microns," the snow rabbit stated, her voice crisp. Controlled. Her posture proper, and her fluffy, white bobtail flickering like a flame. But it wasn't a flame that many wished to burn themselves on. If this fact...
Waiting for Thunder
The crew-furs of Yellowknife busied themselves. With their duties. With each other. Waiting for the storm to come. Waiting for the thunder. A waiting game. Waiting. Wait. Chirrup! The door chime, which sounded...
Befriended
The cicadas churr-churred in rising, rising ... crescendo! Falling, falling ... to silence (though brief). To churr-churr again. Outside the window, in the trees. The cicadas lingering, and the birds in their whistling songs, and ... the sun was out....
Here There Be Mouses
"You're obviously," the mouse panted, breath shaky, "traumatized." An exhale. He put a paw to his forehead, wincing, whiskers twitching in frightful fashion. The pain was a throbbing, pulsating one. Pulse, pulse, pulse. Eyes half-open, he pulled the...
To Touch and Know
"I never disappoint," Seward insisted, a heaviness in his tone, "the others ... " An exhale, sharp and uneasy, as he stretched a bit. A tiny, relieved moan. The sound of fur rustling against sheets. As well as fur on fur. His bare foot-paws bumped...
Easing Into It
"You like it?" "Uh ... heh. Well," the piebald-furred rabbit replied, not giving a definitive response. Only, "You're gonna make him blush. You know that?" The sound of a zipper. As she put her uniform back on. For, not ten minutes ago, she and...
Race Weekend
PART THREE OF FIVE It was a Sunday. Field and Adelaide were having a party today. A race party. For the Indianapolis 500 Mile Race. The Greatest Spectacle in Racing. Audrey had been in the countryside for a full week, now, and...
In From the Sad Day Out
" ... it's alright." A small shudder-shake. Eyes screwed shut. Shutting out the streaming stars. Sight for night. Dark for dark. "Calm down," was the repeated, whispered plea. Soft and tender. In the dimness, in their quarters, both of them...
Five Things
"What?" "Any five ... " "Only five?" " ... things. Yes." A nod. "If you could have any five things with you," she repeated, "on a desert island ... " "So, what," Field asked, leaning back into the couch cushions. "I just happen to...
The Darkest Night of the Year
Today was an 'almost-winter' Saturday. They wore their heavy coats. They left the 'Snow Bear' ice creamery, and wandered, slowly, time to spare, past the bread shop, where everything smelled of honey-wheat and baguettes, and blueberry bug...
Piece of Glass
"Can't believe that I did it again ... Wake me up from this nightmare. Cause this monster's wasting me away and taking my days." The mouse was on his side. In bed. Groggy and cold (so cold) and not knowing the time. Not caring, really,...