The Snake's Skin
Inside the small mouse burrow, laid a small mouse. That would be reasonable enough, except she looked neither safe nor secure (the typical feeling a rodent would have in their burrow). No, she instead looked nervous; shaking and sitting awkwardly on...
The Witch
Naked, early in the morning, Lichtia woke up snuggling in a furry warm embrace, It was a familiar enough sensation ever since she'd befriended the rabbit Jack, but this time something was strange. The rabbit felt leaner and more angular and . . . ....
The Angel
A cold wind and a light haze drifted low through the forest's floor. All was dark. All was still. A night as any other. It was a time for the creatures of day, to rest, and a time for the creatures of night, to flourish. It was rare for one world, to...
Sin
It was a pleasant day, the sun shining bright along the forest clearing. There were no sounds of the city: No honking cars, and frustrated shouts: Just chirping birds, singing their pleasant songs to all near. Neither was there any cement or concrete...
The Albino
It was a sunny day, as the little mouse anthro made her way down a line of roots at the edge of a field, eyes bright, whiskers twitching as she looked across the open field. It would be unusual to see a doe out alone far from any mouse colony,...
Monster
A shy little mouse wearing white robes crept along a rocky path. A plump little rodent who'd be considered a delectable catch by most of the meat eaters in the forest, her meekness was understandable, especially as she was creeping into the territory...
Lament
The day was clouded. There was no rain. . . but little light. Resting out near a pond, a python could be seen. His tan form was slender, and he'd rest curled with open eyes. Snakes, creatures of a cold nature, would typically stay huddled in their...
Search
The grey rat would shake his head, sighing long. This conversation was clearly taking its toll. His ears were drooped, his head was lowered, eyes getting to be a little heavy. One by one, the white mouse before him, named and described members of his...
The Arrival
The sky was dark, with a cool haze filling the night air. A nervous grey rat laid hidden in the grass, watching. His head would turn behind, and he'd go about positioning himself toward a near burrow, in preparation: Standing out in the forest without...
Power
Walking tall, well, as tall a she could, staff in paw, the mouse made her way up to the familiar gnarled tree looming against the horizon. It had been over a week since she'd made the journey, and while she had told him about the gazelle, she expected...
The Walk
A lanky grey rat would walk along the grass. His were movements slow. . . hesitant, with lightly drooped ears. He wouldn't look behind, not yet, but was certain beyond all doubt he was being watched. Watched. . . by a predator. It wasn't uncommon for a...
The Escort
It was late in the morning, the sun's light shining quietly over a small pond. A pond, a source of water so near the forest, would usually be gathering of life. Small creatures all about, wishing to drink, eat or rest. And yet, there would look to be...