Chakat: Training Day
Training Day by J.L. Atwood Late, late, late! It was the story of my life; I have never been great about getting up in the morning. Lazy, I'd been dubbed, but I had the tendency to want to sleep myself out. Since we mated, Blue's morning...
Chakat: Hands, Hands, Fingers, Thumbs
Hands, Hands, Fingers, Thumb... by J.L. Atwood The day ended for us as it began; in the bedroom. I was just exiting the shower, still a bit damp in the roots of my coat when my mate entered, carrying our bundle of joy; Sweetwind. Sweet was...
Stallion's Suitor: Zel's Story
Zel's Story by J.L. Atwood With a bit of an effort, Zel heaved himself off the false-mare's back. Inwardly, he winced at the state he must look, far from the pretty peacock exterior he usually put forth. Outwardly, he could barely shake off...
Stallion's Suitor
The Stallion's Suitor by J.L. Atwood Dvan (the) Carpenter meandered down the hard-packed path that served as a street though the middle of the commune, leading from the outlying fields to the storage barns at the other. Between the two...