Baby, It's Cold Outside
"I don't wanna go, Abby." "Oh come on, sis!" she pleaded. "Why are you so intent on getting me to this party?" The desert bobcat turned her back toward her sister, refocusing on packing her suitcase. It was close to Christmas break for Nevadan...
A House is Not a Home
A blue Sedan, a bit past its prime but still in good working condition, turns into the complex's parking lot. With a click of a claw, the engine's roar dies. He grabs his bag and loosens his red silk tie. "Day's finally done," he announces to himself....
When Lonely Hearts Meet, Part 3
Nüf could hardly believe the coincidence. He just happened to sit down next to the wolf that caught and, somehow, held his attention all day? And they had the same bus route, too? It really had to be luck. Now was his chance to actually say, "Hi," to...
When Lonely Hearts Meet, Part 2
He took a few of his notebooks in with him, just to give the impression that he'd be studying. He was able to find a table for himself. He thought for a moment how he always had others to sit with back in Switzerland. He started to miss his old...
When Lonely Hearts Meet, Part 1
The sun rises, its rays driving away the shadow of the night. It streams over Jakarta, signaling the start of a new day. The call goes out from the mosques for morning prayers, and early birds respond to the first light streaming into their bedrooms....
Friendly Competition, Part 2-In Depth Coverage
"So...How do we start?" I asked. Gorgon, a goliath spider, just laughed. "How do we start? How do we start?!" He laughed again, amused, and was suddenly quiet. He turned to the brown arachnowolf and asked, "How DO we start?" Tommy rolled his four...
Friendly Competition
The hulking spider did what came naturally to him, pressing that weight up and down. The practiced motion of lifting it over his chest and back down to his shoulders was ingrained in his body. His arms tensed as he held the dumbbells at the bottom of...
My Visit With Karel
It seemed a little crazy to me. I mean, I had never been out of the country before, but I figured this was as good of a reason to as any. There was a convention that I was planning to go to in London, and a good friend of mine, Karelwolf, actually...
What Lies Beneath
It all started one fateful day...Heh. You know, I really hate that sort of phrasing or any phrasings of that nature for stories. It always sounds like those events just happened to have just appeared that one day. It sounds a little...I don't know,...