The Lost Tomb of Ometeotl
Dave Wilson stretched out a striped paw to brush away the cobwebs covering an ancient mural on the cave wall. He took out a worn notebook from his jacket pocket and flipped through the pages, finally stopping on a page adorned with a miniature version...
Rendezvous
I squeeze some gel into my webbed paws and rub it into the fur on my scalp. My hair needs to be just right for tonight. After all, I want to look my best for when I finally head out to meet Alex at the restaurant. It's been way too long since I last...
Among the Fallen
I shuffle aimlessly around a convenience store I'm not familiar with, gazing over all the useless junk and little knick knacks that, in life, I would have passed over without a second thought. However, in death, I long for the enjoyment of even one...