Windthor's Story - Chapter 1: Early Life
_"Hey, Windy! Evie's here!"_ Windthor Leon Pryas looked up from the red and white electric guitar on his lap - the thing was almost longer than he was tall - a wide smile splitting his white muzzle. The six year old husky jumped up from his bed,...
Excuses
Nick Wilde was sitting on his couch. Nothing unusual there, though under normal circumstances, he generally didn't stare glassy-eyed at his smartphone on his coffee table, near completely unmoving like that wax statue they were apparently making of him...
Where There's Smoke...
Author's Notes: This story is NON-CANON from Journey of a Bastard Son, and it's also completely clean. No sex, not even nudity. I still hope you guys enjoy. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Windthor Pryas always tried...
Leaving Home
Windthor walked up to the receptionist window, rubbing his jaw. "Excuse me," he said, speaking as if his mouth were full of cotton as he winced. The receptionist looked up. "I have an appointment with Dr. Hart." The receptionist, a female skink whose...