Shine on Harvest Moon
The night was mighty dark in these woods. Luckily, my canine eyes could make out the outlines of tree trunks and fallen branches, while my girlfriend tripped a couple of times. If her delicate paw weren't encased in mine, I reckon she'd have tracked...
A Second Chance
"Thirty-five thousand!?" I leaned forward from my SUV's backseat, gripping the phone in my paw much harder than I needed to. "You're telling me that an eighteen-year-old raccoon managed to cause that much...
Somewhere in the White Void Part III
“Excited?" I playfully smirked at Gunadi from across the hallway. “Of course, I'm super excited," I said, placing my coat on. “I'm only...
THE ADVENTURES OF PETER GRAY Chapter 2 (Preview)
“Whoa!" I froze in my tracks. So did Lance. “Do ya' see that?" he asked. Beside the carriage stood two creatures I thought I'd never see. Both had the skin color of a pig, yet walked on two straight legs. Their muzzles were squished flat, and they...
Second Skin (Purgatorio version)
I cannot tell you how sorry I am. It's pointless, but what can I honestly say? I fucked up, royally. What I did was unforgivable, no matter what anyone says, and there is nothing I can do to change it at all. All I have left are the memories from...
The Beagle on the Moor: A Fangcrest Manor Story
_October 31st_ _ It’s hard to write tonight’s journal entry with a shaking paw. But I must try. I can’t go to sleep. Too much happened for me to go to bed just...
Mother's Day in Devout America
Even before Devout America's founding, the holiday dedicated to honoring mothers has been a popular celebration for American families. Common ways to celebrate it include young furs cooking meals for their mother, bringing her to an event they enjoy,...
No More Cinderella
Eight other Labradors slept as I made my escape. My wagging feline tail did its best to stay quiet as I tip-toed upstairs, my backpack stuffed with the remaining belongings from what would be my former room. Or rather, the corner of the furnished...
Somewhere in the White Void Part V
“Ready…set…go—” “Yeah?” he cheekily asked. “What do you need to tell me,...
Somewhere in the White Void Part IV
Today was only my second day at the Kathmandu Outpost. I was nervous, timid, hopeful and enthusiastic all at once. This was Project Atlantis, my dream job, and I had the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to visit an Outpost along the borders of the former...
Faolan (Patreon story)
Faolan By Nathan Hopp It lay motionless on the ground, barely breathing at all. Tail curled against its warm, furry chest, paws tiredly stretched out along the flattened dirt, its body unmoving yet majestic as the stars; it preferred this when no...
The Buccaneer's Bay (anthology excerpt)
All a family needed to do in order to come here was go down a road five miles south of Gladwin, over a small bridge and to this open area. Large cracks zig-zagged the abused blacktop, most of it covered in accumulated grass, all of it in front of a...