MoonDust, Chapter 13
MoonDust: Falling From Grace © 2015 Ton Inktail 13 ROAD TRIP Once again, Imogene had all her personal belongings in a duffel bag slung across her shoulder. But this time, she also wore ninety kilos of armor and toted an assault rifle. The...
MoonDust, Chapter 12
MoonDust: Falling From Grace © 2015 Ton Inktail 12 TO THE VICTOR GO THE SPOILS Imogene and the others stood in the shelter of their boulder, waiting for orders. Several minutes ticked slowly by before Sergeant Martinez spoke over the main...
MoonDust, Chapter 11
MoonDust: Falling From Grace © 2015 Ton Inktail 11 PANDA PROBLEMS "--the hell do you think you're doing?" The Sergeant's words floated into Imogene's mind. Foggily, she wondered what she'd done wrong this time. Her head hurt, and as she blinked...
MoonDust, Chapter 9
That dark head on the left--was it a caribou? "what class of ship?" he persisted. she folded her ears. what difference did that make? "a destroyer. uns _spokane_." "good." bruce patted her shoulder. "he's good then.
MoonDust, Chapter 6
A little feline boy from him, and a caribou girl--or maybe just felines. propagating genetic material didn't matter much to her, and it obviously meant a lot to victor.
MoonDust, Chapter 5
MoonDust: Falling From Grace © 2015 Ton Inktail 5 TOOLS OF THE TRADE The barracks door opened with a soft whoosh, rousing Imogene from her sleep. Light from the hallway silhouetted a tall, thin figure briefly before the overhead glow panels...
MoonDust, Chapter 4
MoonDust: Falling From Grace © 2015 Ton Inktail 4 ARRIVAL Victor snored. It was more of a purr, actually, and Imogene paused to listen to the soothing vibration before opening her sleep-crusted eyes. His muscular frame filled the seat...
MoonDust, Chapter 3
Was the distance she was about to put between herself and all her earthly problems really worth becoming a caribou-shaped artillery shell?
Wolf Hunt - the wolfess
The only creatures to live here now though were squirrels, the occasional bear and a small but particularly vicious herd of caribou.
Who's Cackling Now?
The flimsy wooden spear wobbled as it left his paw, but it was a skilled throw and its course remained true, cutting through the air like a charging reindeer. it closed the distance between them before the fox could even draw another breath.
Chapter 5 The meeting of worlds
The reindeer are getting too far ahead, another couple of days and you will lose them." ylva moves in close beside her daughter pressing against her side to feel the strenth and power in stong paws frame. " it is time daughter.
The Weight: Chapter 8
Using a wet rag made of caribou hide, she wiped the blood from kate's lips, then discarded it and with a sigh she now stared, so sad to see family end in such a tragic manner.