Inside, Outside, Clear
AUTHOR'S NOTE -- This is part two in a series. Part One was "Driver Introductions" ... It was the next day. It was Sunday. Race day. And Field, with ear-phones on ... his head went from left to right. Following his mate's car...
Our Amber Art
PART FIVE OF FIVE "Didn't go well, I take it?" The skunk looked up. "Mm?" "The meetings yesterday. The ones last night." Aria, taking a seat next to Audrey at the kitchen table, nodded at the skunk's uneaten breakfast: some fruit...
Let's Go Twitching
PART FOUR OF FIVE "Didn't fancy you as a twitcher," the skunk called. Peregrine looked up. Sitting in the sun on a small hill overlooking part of the creek. Within easy walking distance of where the woods started. Near the barbed wire...
Race Weekend
PART THREE OF FIVE It was a Sunday. Field and Adelaide were having a party today. A race party. For the Indianapolis 500 Mile Race. The Greatest Spectacle in Racing. Audrey had been in the countryside for a full week, now, and...
Caught in the Rain
PART TWO OF FIVE Later in the same day. A few hours later. And the wind began to pick up. Field's twitching, sniffing nose pressed to the glass of the window (the living room window). Watching the clouds roll in. Watching the grey....
Big Springs
PART ONE OF FIVE "I can't believe it," the mouse muttered, standing on tip-toes in front of the window. In his little farm house. "Somebody actually BOUGHT that place." He had a pair of old, black binoculars to his eyes. "Oh, my gosh ... " ...
Write it Down
"You chasing the light?" "Mm?" He didn't look up. Sitting at the desk. Loose-leaf notebook papers strewn before him, marked with blue and purple ink. Marked with manic, mousey manifestations. "You're staring at that ... " She haphazardly...
Windswept
The world was weary and windswept. And white. But none of that could be seen. Not in this. Not in the absence of all earthly light. Assumpta padded over ice. Thin, thin ice ... holding her breath at each slight cracking sound. The sky...
Where the Marrow Should Be
"You don't like mating parties?" Field blinked. Turned ... and saw a pink-furred bat. Attractive. Bright-eyed. She'd snuck up on him. The champagne had obviously dulled his sensory reactions ... his ears, anyway. For his eyes were working ... and...
Leaving the Den
A swish. Wren turned. "Oh ... hey ... " "Hey," was the response. As Rella stepped out of the lift. Onto the darkened bridge. "Mm ... lonely at the top, mm?" "What?" The other squirrel turned back to the console he'd been at ... near the...
Balm for Dichotomy
AUTHOR'S NOTE -- This is the Season Four premiere, as it were, of "Luminous" ... Mid-morning. A gurgling ball of fluff ... extended in the squirrel's paw. The snow leopard frowned. "Pet it." "What is ... 'it,' exactly?" ...
Finally Unfrozen
"Some-fur has to operate the controls, from up here," Advance said. They were in the control room (of the tea factory). "And some fur has to lure Mandy out into the brewing area ... and another fur has to ... wield the electrical plug. And stick her...