Hone

Sensei Takahashi thoughtfully picked his way across the dojo's grounds, the fresh snow crunching under his feet. With his students excused from their studies for week-long the winter solstice festival there was no reason for the elderly wolf to rush...

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Resurgance of Light

The wolf watched another tear, falling from his muzzle, wondering, just who would ever love him, this once great, now broken, one. He had spent so long alone, even surrounded, so long unhappy, even smiling, so long dead, even...

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Regretful

The Wolf sat, Once more, But, It was different, This time. He no longer had That old pain, That old, Crushing, Companion. Instead, It was... The Wolf lifted His head from his Contemplation, "It's weighing On me," He said aloud, No...

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Relearning

'Still the fear I Can't contain' The Wolf blinked Themselves Back. After so long, she was Back. After so long, he could Feel again. It was hard, coming Back, To this. Everything pierced her Even more than before, Good or bad. They raised...

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Reckless

The Dojo was rife with activity as the school grounds were prepared for spring. Newer students received the more physically demanding tasks, as was proper, while their seniors provided guidance and the instructors kept a watchful eye to ensure that...

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Wildstar Chronicles - Cubs of Wildstar Elementary Ch. 1

The mall was full of hustle and bustle on a Friday afternoon. So many families gathered around just to enjoy the start of this sunny weekend. The food court, in particular, had drawn a large crowd, due to the early evening traffic. Children...

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The Black Rose: Sending a Message

The Black Rose By Xhalar Skye Rain fell in hard sheets on the exposed rooftop, with no wind to disturb it in its flight and send it hurtling off to destinations unknown. Lightning flashed regularly, providing split-second illumination of the...

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Weekly Pawmpt 37

“Damn it… my face got stuck again.” “Do you need help?” “No, no, I’ve got it.” Chris squinted at himself in the bathroom mirror. The face had always been the hardest part. There he was, body fully furred, big paws, pointy ears, a wagging...

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Taking Over: Chapter One - Lexi and Atrum

Lexandria Skye sprawled out on the rather large red leather couch in the student relm lounge, yawning as her forest green eyes glared up at the digital wall clock that seemed to moch her with it's flashing blue time. It was three o'clock in the morning...

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