A Single Candle, Part 3
. \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* newton slowly became aware that he was lying on a cold stone floor, furclad, shivering, holding tightly to a shivering coyote. he had no way of knowing how long they had been there -- moments, minutes, hours, lifetimes.
Will You Serve
Crawling furclad between the sheets, i turned out the last light and, after settling in, let my eyes rest half-open as i thought sweetly of lighting. i seemed to remember thinking of my experience with timewind as something a dog could get used to.
A Single Candle, Part 1
He shone his torch at the floor of the tiny room, finding what he expected to find: a young coyote, furclad, nearly unconscious, panting heavily, his eyes all but rolling in their sockets. the weakened canine would take some little time to recover fully.
The Rat
Under ordinary circumstances, she'd never have stayed furclad in the company of a pred, even a pred trussed up and destined to be her python's supper. tarik shivered. oooh he didn't want that snake to be inside. he'd whimper and nod again.