All Aflame
"This is Commander Peregrine of the Federation Space Station Redwing. Please identify yourselves." He let out a breath, waiting. Waiting. Still waiting. Continuing, "According to our sensors, your ship has been this way before. The last time...
I Surrender All
"Maybe it's a gremlin." Aisling looked up, blinking. Straightening. "Gremlin?" Her white-furred, charcoal-fringed ears waggled, standing to attention. The interiors of her ears delicate and pink. The pika nodded. "You know, a ... like, a...
Here There Be Mouses
"You're obviously," the mouse panted, breath shaky, "traumatized." An exhale. He put a paw to his forehead, wincing, whiskers twitching in frightful fashion. The pain was a throbbing, pulsating one. Pulse, pulse, pulse. Eyes half-open, he pulled the...
Attention, Please
"Phase adjuster." Chirkof fished for the tool-kit, which resulted in a few clattering sounds. Finding the phase adjuster. And handing it to Aisling. "Thank you." The chief engineer took the tool and ran the blunt, glowing end over the...
Things That Hop
"Should I alter course?" he wondered, whisker-twitching. Graham considered, standing up. Padding away from his chair. And stopping behind Taylor's chair at the helm. Putting his paws on the chipmunk's shoulders. "Ada, you're sure it's not one of...
In From the Sad Day Out
" ... it's alright." A small shudder-shake. Eyes screwed shut. Shutting out the streaming stars. Sight for night. Dark for dark. "Calm down," was the repeated, whispered plea. Soft and tender. In the dimness, in their quarters, both of them...
The Truly Repentant
"Captain's personal log, star-date ... date," he whispered, trailing, narrowing his eyes. The lighting in his ready room was dim. Casting shadows. Shrouding much of the lingering damage. "Computer, what day is it?" A weak, short response....
The Changing Face of Evil
"But I will sing of your strength; I will sing aloud of your steadfast love in the morning. For you have been to me a fortress and a refuge in the day of my distress. O, my Strength, I will sing praises to you, for you, O God, are my...
Waiting for Thunder
The crew-furs of Yellowknife busied themselves. With their duties. With each other. Waiting for the storm to come. Waiting for the thunder. A waiting game. Waiting. Wait. Chirrup! The door chime, which sounded...
A Hard, Bruising Fall
"The flow regulators are off by .03 microns," the snow rabbit stated, her voice crisp. Controlled. Her posture proper, and her fluffy, white bobtail flickering like a flame. But it wasn't a flame that many wished to burn themselves on. If this fact...
To Touch and Know
"I never disappoint," Seward insisted, a heaviness in his tone, "the others ... " An exhale, sharp and uneasy, as he stretched a bit. A tiny, relieved moan. The sound of fur rustling against sheets. As well as fur on fur. His bare foot-paws bumped...
Welcomed
The lighting in the small, screen-filled room was a dim, soothing blue. And it made Talkeetna's fur look darker than it actually was. "Have you turned off the devices? Lowered the magnetic field?" "Yes," was the simple, soft reply from Mariposa....