The Traveling Slave pt5
The Traders' Oasis, or Otharni Oasis, as its proper name had been a lifetime before, was perhaps the single busiest location on the entire continent by volume alone. When the trader's conference was called, they flocked from across the lands, and even...
The Minuet of the Medicae Corps (TDS Side #8)
"That isn't fractured, it's broken." An anguished cry of pain confirmed his diagnosis as the old wolf twisted his patient's arm slightly. "If you keep drinking like this, your liver is going to give out." He muttered, unimpressed by the sorry...
The Traveling Slave pt4
Shadi was getting very sick of waking up in places she didn't remember laying down. Even if she recognised the place at once, it still was disconcerting she didn't remember where she had been before. She groaned and sat up slowly, holding the...
Reprisal for the Conquest (TDS Side #7)
A falling rock usually wasn't too much of a risk. When you were several hundred metres up a sheer cliff face however, it was another matter entirely. Debastian Silverpaw pressed himself closer to the cliff face, the damp, rough stones numbing...
The Traveling Slave Pt6
The world was a regicide board. Strategies, counters, plots, traps, knights, kings, queens, pawns, castles and priests. Territory gained, territory lost. Territory relinquished, territory seized. It was gambits and precise plans, executed at precise...
Of Bears and Foxes (TDS Side #9)
The sun rose red, as it had the last several days. It was an ill omen, especially considering the old advice to warn of storms approaching. Yet no storm had manifested itself. No grumbling thunderhead had rolled over the horizon, nor had the sea...
The Traveling Slave pt1
The dune sea, much like the coastal sea, was as endless and featureless as it was fathomlessly large. It extended in all directions to the horizon and beyond, with ever-shifting dunes rising and falling with the winds like waves upon the ocean,...
The Falconeer's Foxtrot (TDS Side #5)
Rika spat onto the floor of her cage, the Alsatian's phlegm tacky and filled with dust. She shouldn't have. It was a waste of what little body moisture she had left. It had already been two days since she'd last drank anything. Longer since she'd...
Preying on Prey
Swirling larger didn't really look like anything. The answers he was after certainly weren't looking up at him from the bottom of the pint glass in his paw, and the music was frankly, too much treble and electronic nonsense and not enough bass for him...
The Plain's Tribes Pow-Wow (TDS Side #6)
"Dammit! Shadi! You get back here this second!" The wretched, furious shriek chased the little tan lioness through the tall, conical leather and pelt tents and wooden structures of her home village as she sprinted as fast as her little...
Watcher by the Watering Hole (TDS Side #10)
The grasslands were still, save for a slow breeze that drifted across the long, dry yellow blades, washing across them with long ripples that extended seemingly forever, like waves upon the ocean. Interrupting their uniformity, a group of gazelle...
Days by the Pool
The holiday had been much, much overdue. England was lovely, but it wasn't typically a place you associated with sunny, sandy beaches, and relaxing vacation destinations. Even Isiat couldn't argue the point. They made an odd couple in...