The Omega: Beneath the Surface
A lone black dog sniffed through the alleys, it was rather large and looked to be at least part wolf. Its nose crinkled up at the smell of oil and rot. It moved on, unable to find anything to eat, for anything that would have been edible was soiled by...
Of Cats and Curiosities
It was a cold night, and nearby I could hear the howl of a wolf. Its mournful cry sounded like it was right beside me.. partly because wolves' voices carry well, and partly because he was, indeed, right beside me. I was next to the wolf enclosure; I...