Presto - Chapter 2
He was barepawed, and his headfur, which probably hadn't been brushed in the last week, was gray and stood at angles to his small head. "mmm?"
Chapter 3
**Kisara** “Now this is what I call gravel.” It felt nice under my paws, small and round and smooth. “Is this what the yard looked like before he became a master?” Felix flicked an ear at me. “Well, sort of, but remember that this is the...
10KLY 4: Chapter 1
“ACW Alpha, report to my position." The bipedal wolflike quantum being shimmered into view at my summons. “Captain." “Alpha, you were to lead a team to secure Melvin Wastemore's excess profits and distribute them back to the people he had...
Attack of the Cult (WIP)
**Kisara** Felix woke me early one morning, with licks to my ears. “They’re decommissioning Concorde,” he said. “Let’s go buy some!” I’d heard of this supersonic air transport. Twice the speed of sound and a reasonable number of...
Collar 16 -- The End of Summer
A routine can be comforting, as long as one doesn't let it suck out the joy of spontaneity, surprise, and the occasional dedication of some time for just plain goofing-off. Fletcher had already helped me immensely by encouraging our checking in with...
A Close Port of Call
I refuse to be caught in the wilderness barepawed." he grinned, showing his fangs, and mark remembered the razor claws in those big paws. tef was hardly weaponless, even without the knife.
Epilogue: The Redemption of Lily Marks
**The Redemption of Lily Marks** Nathanial was cross-legged on his bed, meditating. The focus seemed to be on how well things had been going recently. There had been no threats against his life, or his family and friends' lives in like a _week_. That...
Liam and Muireann
**Liam and Muireann** Liam looked around. He was in his soul, yet again, with one difference. He was an adult Rottweiler, he guessed around 30. He could tell what he looked like and appraised his appearance. _Damn, I'm hot,_ he concluded, then...
Aurora Goes to Olympus
Liam knew he was dreaming. He knew it before he saw Aurora Sitka walking up a mountain path. She usually wore at least a knife belt and shoulder strap, but now she was completely furclad. As she neared the top of the mountain, she stopped and raised a...