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Boxes sat on the bed, seeming to come from nowhere. Reinard was apprehensive about what they contained. Themis had said he needed to change his pattern, and that struck the Faro hard. His fur was who he was, what made him an Artego. If that was changed, there would be nothing tying him to his clan any more, no culture for him to show to the galaxy. He would be a Faro lost in time and space. “Maybe make him a silver fox,” Themis said, looking her friend over. “I think Tenero stripes would wo
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There was never anything official filed, just pack justice, if you can call it that. They never actually took Margaret to court, just kicked her out of the pack and banned her from the pack grounds with the understanding that Richard wasn't going to take her back. It's messy, it's not how any of this should have been done, but here we are.
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In this, we absolutely agree. There definitely should have been back ups set in place before he travelled halfway across the continent.
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I read that story, and another titled A Wolf and His Boy. Then I decided that two stories about wolves in human form were not enough and started writing my own.
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DEVYN He stared at the phone in confusion, not sure what Jason wanted him to do with it. The neko’s signing wasn’t helping, and Devyn had no idea who he was supposed to call. Jason let out a heavy sigh, pulling the phone out of his hands. The neko scrolled through it, tapping a couple of times before shoving it back into the wolf’s grip. Devyn frowned as he held the phone to his ear, his nose wriggling at the sudden scent of spices. He glanced at Jason in alarm as a voice c
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Faes frowned at the blanket, trying to figure out just what they were up against. He hadn’t seen the body underneath, but the way the blanket lay made it obvious various parts were crushed near irreparably. Maybe from a rock being thrown? “The sooner we get going, the sooner everything can return to normal,” Regongar said suddenly, throwing an arm around Tristian. “Come on Tristian, give us a blessing heh.” “The blessing you want, I do not have it in my heart to give,” Tristian sighed.
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JASON A knock at the front door startled the two right as they were about to leave. Fixing his shirt one last time, Jason opened the door, trying to think who would be knocking. Dylan was supposed to pick up Brienne and meet him at the school’s car park, and Richard wouldn’t be home for another day at least. He blinked in surprise at Damian and Lysander standing outside, the two nekos sharing a brief look before Jason turned to Lysander. “Hey, Dylan told us you were going o
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*Ride of the Valkyries plays in the background*
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The trip took ages, through the worst bog Kiba had ever seen. Lapis seemed to share his discomfort, as did Khemet, both cats working to avoid the worst of the wetlands. But their companions seemed to be pushing them on near mercilessly, the cleric and the bard urging them further and faster. There was a sense of desperation hidden to their travel, and Kiba started wondering if perhaps the softskin leader was in danger. He didn’t seem to be the only one with that thought. Talk was near nonex
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“I know you are out there. You and I have some talking to do. You may have escaped me once, but I assure you it won’t happen again.” Jakun stayed outside the room, thinking. Killing Sadira would be easy, the matter of a lucky shot with his bow. He even had the arrow on his bowstring. But he didn’t want to kill her. Not until she released- “Anya, was it? Was her sacrifice worth it?” the necromancer taunted. “You got around my book, you led my enemy to my doorstep, destroying my army in
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“Do you think he’s doing okay?” Amnor Sen looked up from his carving, frowning. “Who, Jakun? I don’t know, how would you be doing if you had to fight an undead dragon on your own?” “Well shit, you don’t need to be sarcastic,” the cleric muttered, trying to scoop more water from his ear with a finger. “Oh, next time you decide I should take a bath, remind me to wear earplugs.” “Imagine how Nihm feels,” Amnor Sen pointed out, adjusting his legs as he tried to focus on the wood
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The tiger set the phone down, staring at Reinard. They still stood in front of the door, Galen not allowing the fox anywhere near it. “You are in trouble,” Galen said. Reinard’s body shivered at the words, the Faro wilting visibly. “Get your ass over here.” “No. You’re going to-” Galen darted forward, his arms encircling the fox. Reinard yelped as his butt was smacked, wriggling frantically in the tiger’s arms. “What else are you hiding from me? I can’t help you if
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We're all about the Daniel bashing here, in the vein of I love to hate you. He has millennia of history behind him and is not bad, he's just a dragon trying to make his way in the universe. Oft times, that makes him public enemy number one.
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Eyes stared in shock and fear as they walked down the street of the new town. Lapis was used to the fear; it had been following him from Osirion, but the catfolk would never let it stop him. Khemet never seemed to mind and neither would he. It wasn’t often the white furred tiger steered him wrong. Dark skin clashed with white ear and tail fur, the blessings of Bastet plain to see throughout the amurrun’s being. A rich blue ankh with seven red arrows piercing it hung in a gold setting around
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When the new baron of Ellesmera goes missing, three unlikely heroes must seek him and his lost party out. What they find changes the course of their lives forever.
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A single pipe trilled through the ship, crisp and clear in the morning air. Jeremy winced at the sharp sound as it rose and fell, the human on his second mug of beer. All around him, sailors rose to their feet, moving swiftly. A general sense of confusion permeated the crew as word was passed; the ship was hove to for the night and it wasn’t nearly time to move out for the day. Still, even on the merchant vessel, discipline was enforced, and they rolled onto the deck to hear the cause for the si
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Ah yes, good ol' Daniel bashing 😛 The gods know that dragon is a pain in my ass, and I created him.
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A brief moment of courage before a jump can only get you so far. Let's just hope when he realizes what he's done he doesn't try to back out.
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DEVYN “Devyn Farin?” The elf frowned at the werewolf slightly through the open bus doors. “You’re Devyn? I thought you’d be furrier…” “They don’t let me shift except for gym,” Devyn grunted, hobbling awkwardly up the stairs of the short bus. He sat heavily in the first seat behind the girl, wrinkling his nose at the near overwhelming scent of spiced oranges wafting off the girl. Across from him was an empty wolf harness, and he let out the slightest whimper at the
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The vampires flowed like fog through the night, four hours of travel separating them from their target. Jakun knew most of them were heading to their final rest, but he was willing to do almost anything to save Anya, and they were willing pawns on the battlefield. He and Gidane rode on tigerback, the tiger skeletons shedding skin with every step. They would last the full four hours, though they were only as fast as the slowest vampire. A dozen scrolls sat in Jakun’s bag, the catfolk waiting
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Reinard adjusted himself with a quiet grumble, pulling Galen’s dick out from his cheeks for the third time in an hour. No matter how he sat, the tiger seemed to find a way to tease his ass, and it was seriously fraying his resolve. The fox was on Galen’s lap, the Egaro’s idea. Strong arms held him close, the tiger gently petting Reinard as they watched TV. Galen hadn’t bothered to get dressed, and Reinard was starting to think it was because the tiger had a plan to steal even more of his vi
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CASSIEL They were accosted by a dog on their way to the tower, the canine barking almost frantically though he made no effort to attack. “What is it?” Theofrid asked, stepping up to the dog. “What are you trying to tell us?” Cassiel frowned at the gnome, trying to figure out just how he got along so well with animals. Not that it mattered in the moment. “Should we follow him?” the baron asked. “I think so. Someone’s hurt,” Theofrid nodded. “He’s a scraggly mu
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Jeremy bit back a moan as he swallowed Amnor Sen’s length. The elf was forcing him to hold back, and he hadn’t had release since leaving port. Something about the man being too loud when he came. Jeremy didn’t think he was that loud. But he was slave to Amnor Sen’s whims while on the ship, and after nearly four days of sucking the elf at various times when they could get away with it, the cleric was feeling the ache in his balls. Not that he didn’t enjoy the throbbing, but he knew that when he w
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CASSIEL “We weren’t able to save your son.” It was one of the hardest things Cassiel had ever had to say. Even now, hours after he delivered the news, the half elf replayed the fight in his head, trying to find some way, any way he could have saved Tig. The will-o’-wisp had been nearly immune to Linzi’s magic missiles, and even Amiri had a hard time hitting the floating skull. The fight hadn’t even taken thirty seconds though, and Cassiel couldn’t understand where they had gone
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JASON A whistle blew, piercing the neko’s ears as his body exploded into action. His foot slipped as he pushed off the starting block, and he fell with a loud hiss, slamming into the track. Pain struck fast, his arm scraping over the ground as he dropped, and Jason rolled over with a grunt, looking up at the sky in frustration. “Shit, you okay Dogmeat?” Connor asked, hurrying toward Jason. The neko waved him off, slowly picking himself up. His shoes seemed to be slipping mo
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