Focal Distance (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The rabbit's attention was slammed back into focus as a bit of the grass some distance away shifted in position for a few moments. When, after the view through her rifle's scope failed to provide any further observations of dancing grass, she relaxed...
Hammering Out a Skill (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The cool night air was a welcome change of pace for the instructor, stepping out from a long draw of paperwork and records-keeping. The phoneix was always more comfortable with a hammer in his hand, than a pen, but matters of teaching always seemed...
Lost Bird (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The pigeon let out an exasperated sigh, glancing between his comms device and the fifth identical hallway of the orbital station. His options were essentially two in number, and he couldn't decide between the one involving getting to his quarters and...
Priorities Upon Waking (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The light battle tank's processing core came online, and was abruptly focused by three realizations. Firstly, that a new authorized user had been added to the roster some thirty years prior while she slept. Secondly, the forward side of the tank had...
The Month's Numbers (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The weather was a drab shimmer of gray skies and rain that didn't seem confident enough to do more than linger in the air as an oppressive humidity, the bear gazing out across the parking lot at the tops of the variously colored and shaped cars on...
Finality of Moving (Otherwise Untitled)
~ Into the darkness of the night that followed, the wolf stared in silence up to the pale ceiling as he stretched out to his full length atop the meager pile of heavy blankets he'd arranged on the floor of the apartment bedroom. Even without the aid of...
Cookie of Chances (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The meerkat gazed into the oven, and despaired. The baking pan, now somehow tarnished to a soft blue tint from the heat, bore a dozen objects that she'd hoped would become cookies during their time therein. ~ More than half of them were now crunched...
Chopping to Calm (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The doe's breathing came in gasps and heaves, the handle of the axe aching into her fingers. The sun hung low towards the amber glow of horizon as evening settled into the woods around her. She glared at the gnarled stump with a smouldering rage that...
Curiosity Inquired (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The dining hall was a chattering bustle of lunches being consumed and conversations engaged. Cadet Clip, her forehead and absence of an antler still aching from the day before, neatly declined to even approach the table full of dragons and carried...
Efficiency Meal (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The shopping mall's food court wasn't exactly the cleanest or calmest setting for a lunch, but Detective Clip was in an unfamiliar city and always valued having a swath of options for a meal. She gazed across the row of restaurants, their signage a...
Mission Report (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The old rabbit stirred in his bed a bit as the station shuddered. Another heavy cargo ship had docked with too much load, a regular occurrence these days, and easily ignored. However, the soft crackling sound in the room caught the boss' attention....
Snow's Blanket (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The basilisk groaned softly as the light of the rising sun filtered its way through the snow accumulated atop his body. Another night had passed under the weight of ice and snow, but the sounds of this morning did not seem to extend beyond the soft...