Sam strolled through the woods of whitefell, breathing in the fresh, cool air. The afternoon light lanced through the leafy branches of the birch trees, making dappled patterns on the soft, green grass underfoot. Birds warbled, hidden, in the...
Steam Punk, Werewolf
**Ferrets can't rig. Badgers can't pull.**
Mephitis
Royce struggled to see the report through the bangs falling over his eyes. He pawed his hair aside as he reviewed the weekly production status report. "Oh, the pain of being a hard working...
Steam Punk, Steampunk
"We got her cornered this time. Faster, men," belted a boorish looking old bulldog. Far up above, a trio of police dirigibles converged onto the museum, shining bright searchlights all over it. The roads were swarming with constables, running with one...
Humor, Steam Punk
_High Plains Drifter rouses Edward not long after dawn, bidding him to retrieve the horses and secure them to the carriage._
_He does not intentionally awaken Alessa, watching her sleep for a time, as he stands there in his dark overcoat that hangs...
Drafts, Steam Punk
_High Plains Drifter sits in the shadowy comfort of his carriage, upright upon the cushioned seat, one hand clutched upon the head of his cane. To the outside eye, he has the aspect and manner of a gentleman of this age, the age of steam and industrial...
Drafts, Steam Punk
A lone shadow pads along the darkened hallways, ever closer to his destination. He creeps around corners and down corridors, feeling along the vibrating planks with his pawpads, seeking _her_. He can smell her on the heavy, humid air that rises from...
M/F, Steam Punk
_Alessandra DuMourier rises before dawn, slipping out of the tent to stretch and see just what the new day has to offer her. If she had any dreams they do not seem to weigh on the woman. Her coat is hung over her arm, leaving her shoulders exposed to...
Drafts, Steam Punk, Steampunk
The theme was steam punk and required that one of the characters be a cougar. it's pretty dark, but i do like how it turned out.
mind in a bottle
by sorin
the whirring hum of the flywheels was constant background noise in the lab.
Cougar, Science, Steam Punk
A/N: Hey all, I have a fair amount of stories that I am uploading from anthologies that were cancelled or never happened/will happen. This is one of them! I haven't read this over in a few years so it's probably super rough.
Nostrum
Owen ran as fast...
Bunny, Steam Punk, Steampunk
"The sooner you stop squirming the sooner you can be off to school little miss kitty. And don't take the short cut past the steel works. And get 'miss' to check that mask before you come back!"
Mummy always fusses about the soot and smoke. I had a bad...
City, Industrial, Kitten, Steam Punk