Escaping the Storm: Part 2
Erik took a knee, unable to help noticing the minor differences in his accent compared with the small number of polcians he'd met in the past.
Against All Odds: Epilogue
It is so different to back home." "you wouldn't--" "i would." "but--" he cut nathan short one last time with a warm kiss upon his muzzle. "come. let us head upstairs."
Against All Odds: Part 30 - From The Ashes
"allows for easier treatment, given the size difference." "make sense, i guess... how many callouts do you get for polcians attacked by velikans."
Against All Odds: Part 8 - Settling In
Nathan rubbed his muzzle, thinking about how this separation of polcians and velikans differed from the apparent integration that people of all statures enjoyed back in bolstrovo.
Against All Odds: Part 7 - Welcome to Velika
"i do, and yes, it's much different." "you enjoy living there?" "well... yeah, sure," nathan answered tentatively, scratching behind an ear. "it's exciting... there's always something happening."
The Cottage
"Here we are" David remarked placing the compact in park before looking at the 2 bedroom Wales cottage. David's grandmother Angie passed the cottage down to him after her death. Per the agreement in the will David could not sell the property without...
Against All Odds: Part 20 - Bridges
Why is now different from--" "it is _not_different!" maxim roared, shocking the young wolf silent and almost knocking him back down to the couch. "i had the same thoughts then as i do now!" "what?"
Waking
Lyris had slept soundly until she heard Lyal's cough, which woke her instantly. For just a moment, the doe felt a bit of panic; she was warm (which was unusual enough these days), and she was comfortable, and she smelled something other than herself...
Boiling Point
Heading to kosnerka, though... was like leaving not only the city, but leaving vodaskal and entering a different country completely.
Lost & Found
Downwards, a whole different world existed. a smaller world. one filled with locals standing, walking, cycling and more upon an intricate network of moving paths.
Laundry Day
A different series meant different things to talk about. different areas where we could find some common ground... and some disagreement, too. "it's good racing, no doubt," said nik, glancing at the wall above and behind me.
Sneak Treats
_ **Sneak Treats** _ Corben's new sweet jar. At last, Raemon had made it within touching distance. He'd had quite the journey from the living room. One that'd left him puffing, half-winded atop the kitchen countertop. Sure, the giant raccoon had set...