The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Fourteen

## Chapter Fourteen Dante, Erebosian Wolf * * * _"The courage of life is often a less dramatic spectacle than the courage of a final moment; but it is no less a magnificent mixture of triumph and tragedy." --John F. Kennedy_ Narr felt...

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The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Thirteen

## The Furry Rebellion Dante, Erebosian Wolf * * * _"I firmly believe that any man's finest hour, the greatest fulfillment of all that he holds dear, is that moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of...

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The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Eight

**Chapter Eight** Dante, Erebosian Wolf * * * _"What beats four aces? A gun."_ _--Canada Bill Johns_ What met Markus's eyes was Narr, convulsing on the ground, some sort of green liquid was oozing out of his wide open muzzle, his eyes colored a...

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The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Eleven

### Chapter Eleven Dante, Erebosian Wolf * * * _"It is during our darkest moments we must focus to see the light."_ _-- Aristotle Onassis_ A large market square was laid out before them, large city buildings with stores all around a large square...

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The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Seven

### Chapter Seven * * * _"Wait! Stop! Don't clean it up this mess is organized perfectly!"_ _--Yours truly_ "Home sweet home!" exclaimed Riskar, as he plopped himself down on a nearby beanbag, that seemed to have the life beaten out of it and...

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The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Eighteen

## Chapter Eighteen Dante, Erebosian Wolf * * * _"All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them"_ _-- Walt Disney_ Markus opened his eyes, he looked around in shock. He wasn't in his bed anymore, but floating in an ocean, he...

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The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Sixteen

## Chapter Sixteen Dante, Erebosian Wolf * * * _"Tears are words that need to be written"_ _-- Paulo Coelho_ Narr shivered and rubbed his paws along the lengths of his arms, it wasn't even a chilly evening, the middle of spring and the weather...

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