Under the Gun
The flash lit the room. And even the dust bunnies hid (behind the broom in the corner). Field froze. Standing in the middle of it all. Heart going hammer-hammer. Eyes darting ... from the window to the bed. From the window (which gave a non-view...
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...
Some Clear Joy
AUTHOR'S NOTE -- (( Yeah, I'm considering this non-yiff, because ... though there's sexual ... things ... mm ... \*smiles and giggles\* ... I don't really elaborate on it. In the writing. Like, I don't show all the motions. It's not really in the...
Speak Our Minds
They passed a sign ... "thank you for visiting Newton County, where Agriculture and Industry meet" ... "Final score ... " Slap! Radio ... off. Fuzzy, paws on the wheel, turned his head. Furry, red mane catching the dim light from...
Keeping Awake
"What ... " "Kit Kat bars. Reese's cups. Mm ... peanut butter granola bars ... " "That's not a supper." "Well, it's ... " "Junk?" The mouse stared at it. Blinked. "Um ... well, I don't know." "You're normally so...
Brave
Burning. Is what it was. A burning. And as soon as he was out the door ... as soon as he was clear (from the eyes of others, and from the judgment of others), he let loose. He cried. Field, shaking and twitching ... made it to his...
Look Through My Window
"What's that?" A nod at the tray. "Piss," answered one. Field blinked. "Champagne," said Julia. Who-Lee-Uh. A spry cat. The mouse reached out a paw ... took a glass. Nose sniffing. Wasn't good habit to eat or drink anything ... unless you...
Potato Soup
They're male mice and squirrels and stuff ... not otters." "you're an otter. and you're a good cook." "well, i'm a femme otter ... " "so, what, you're saying males can cook, but ... not male otters, though?"
As Good As Rest
AUTHOR'S NOTE - This is the series finale of "Arctic." The sky was a blanket of slate-grey. No azure-blue today. It looked like snow. Her ears waggled, bare and exposed to the icy-cold 'I can see my breath' air. And he watched her, with...
Notorious
It wasn't as luxurious as a squirrel's tail should be. it hadn't been properly groomed and kept recently. "your superiors must've known that, eventually, one of you would slip up. that one of you would be found out.
Canyon Arrow
... four years earlier ... "This is the Canyon Arrow. If you want to be on the team," the coach said, squinting, smiling, whiskers twitching, "then I'll meet you on the other side ... " He padded away, toward the shuttle-pod. " ... in three...
Cohesion
A grunt. The vixen tilted her head a bit. Her white tail swished in the dim, evening-lit confines of the room. Neither of them noticed the stars outside the windows. Neither of them cared. Ural brushed his teeth along her nape,...