Serval and Sheep (Chapter 11)
The pigeon smiles brightly. "my grandma says that too! thank you!" hafsa holds back tears and keeps herself from biting her napkin. he's just too cute! "i'm not interested in dating anyone right now, though." brian continues. "my life is pretty busy.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 9)
He already sees enough of that whenever she speaks to the caracal or the pigeon. plus, being a member of the student council has its perks. the other students seem to respect him more, and he is viewed as more of an authority.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 8)
"I said, how was the meeting?" Molly's annoyed voice falls on deaf ears. Even though a serval's hearing is superior to all other felines, Hafsa is out of business. The past two weeks have proven themselves to be one of the most miserable and shameful...
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 7)
Hafsa couldn't get out of that room fast enough. She wishes her breakneck acceptance of Solomon's offer is read as a fledgeling's earnest enthusiasm to help her upperclassman rather than the desperate escape she wants. The two wave goodbye to the...
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 6)
One firm shove from Leslie knocks Desmond to the ground. The urial shakes his head and offers a hand. "You're distracted today, captain," he sighs, "Are you feeling okay?" The Jacob sheep pushes himself up in a huff, ignoring Leslie's extended...
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 4)
Hafsa ate dinner with Solomon and Brian that evening. When she returned to her dorm, she threw it all back up. Claiming it was a pesky stomach bug to Molly, she hoped and prayed it would all leave her system. If she vomited hard enough, maybe that day...
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 3)
To his surprise, the student council office is empty when Desmond walks in. The serenity of the room borders on unsettling. Just like a herbie to think that. Unable to keep still in the silence, he begins to sniff around. After all, he didn't...
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 2)
Hafsa had not slept all weekend. The memories of what happened Friday evening danced around her head like mischievous children. By all accounts, she shouldn't even be worried. I mean, she wasn't doing anything wrong. She was just eating a snack. It's...
Serval and Sheep Prologue: SIDE SHEEP
I can barely hear my breathing over the sound of the cheers. I wipe the sweat off my brows but it just soaks into the wool on my arms. I need to take a long shower today. Kenneth the ibex lay flat on his back, still a little dazed. He grunts as his...
Serval and Sheep Prologue: SIDE SERVAL
The end of another match. Me and the other girls finish our victory flourish, shaking our green pom-poms excitedly in the air, the ruffling of the streamers mimicking the elation of the crowd. As the fighters help each other up and shake hands,...
Serval and Sheep Prologue: Exhibition Match
Living beings are intrinsically bound to instinct. The bird is driven to sing, the snake is driven to hiss, the wolf is driven to howl. Such behaviors need no introductions nor explanation, they are simply ingrained in one's innermost being. It is a...
Venetia - Chapter 1
A cross between a human & zone-tailed pigeon, she sits in a plain blue dress,still wearing her bonnet, eyes fixed upon the zebra on the bed.** **the young man's eyes wander to the man by the foot of the bed.