Torpedo Run - Chapter 1

Captain leith watched the young caracal as she lithely spun and sat, before engaging private intercoms.

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Space Rats 1.0: A Progeny Of Evils

The caracal flicked an ear curiously. "really? what happened?" i knew he'd keep asking, and dane wasn't gonna stop him, so i sighed heavily. "i was little, okay? captain voya wanted me to do space-walk stuff but i couldn't do it."

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Forge of Heroes - Mania

"Wheel tracks," Svara muttered. "Where are the wheel tracks?" "Over here," Asar commented, pointing to the ground. Indeed, right where the painted dog was pointing, the wheel tracks remained. The accursed wheel tracks. "I still don't quite buy it,"...

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Torpedo Run Chapter 18

Cross, the young caracal that operated and coordinate her communications systems, piped up in her chipper tone. "captain, priority one incoming transmission from the sword of sol. rear admiral ryan vernier."

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Nightworld 10: What Remains

# NIGHTWORLD # 10: What Remains The wind nipped at Jaro's ears, and he shivered against the cold, wrapping his arms about his knees a little tighter. It was a few hours past sundown now, and he was perched at the edge of the river, sitting on a huge...

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Serval and Sheep (Chapter 40)

"Dude, this is super weird." "Super fucking weird." Marcel looks up at his yak companion. "Dude, I'm getting a weird deja vu." "Same." Almost as if by instinct, the two bovids look behind them expecting an irate Jacob sheep ready to yank them by...

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Serval and Sheep (Chapter 3)

The adjacent desk can only belong to the caracal. minimalist, overly tidy, and performative beyond belief. the sheep can't help but sneer.

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Riftspace: First Contact

A holographic caracal head wearing glasses and a frown popped into being over my desk. _right. me, the torch, the tubes, and the most annoying personality construct ever created._ “you haven’t been sleeping again,” desen said.

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Something About a Time Alone

As expected, that fetching caracal was there, waiting for me, expecting me. upon deplaning, i walked up to him to meet him. "nice of you to join me, although, i was hopelessly, joyfully addicted to loneliness where i was".

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Serval and Sheep (Chapter 2)

Hafsa had not slept all weekend. The memories of what happened Friday evening danced around her head like mischievous children. By all accounts, she shouldn't even be worried. I mean, she wasn't doing anything wrong. She was just eating a snack. It's...

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Serval and Sheep (Chapter 36)

The sun is a pale orange by the time Hafsa and Molly leave the shopping district. With armfuls of colorful bags weighing them down, they slowly amble their way back to the bus stop. Of all people to go on a shopping spree with Hafsa on the...

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