Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 4 of 7)
Chapter 8 In the predawn darkness distant thunder rolled, and leaves rustled softly to a gentle rising breeze. From the roadside shadows a low voice rumbled "Good morning, good Thomas!" Tom Atkins jerked and his mare reared neighing at the unexpected...
Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 3 of 7)
Chapter 7 The clatter-clop of horse hooves on a bad road tickled through her dreams and a subtle shifting of Garth's weight aroused her to discover they were real. He shimmied down from his top-dog perch and easily slipped out from her, his knot-lock...
Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 2 of 7)
Chapter 4 They gorged themselves and rested, napping by the carcass, woke to full darkness and gorged again, then waddled heavily to the spring pond and drank, soaked themselves, and drank again. Hellhound sign was plentiful there, some just hours...
Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 1 of 7)
**_Dawn of the Hellwolves_** **_by earbender_** **_Commissioned by Doc Flareon_** Chapter 1 **_Clatter-slap!_** Molly Lynn O'Dowd slammed her shopping basket on the kitchen table and fixed a blazing hazel eye on the old man who sat there,...
Nuthin' but a Houn' Dog
_Nuthin'_ _but a _ _Houn' Dog_ _by Earbender_ _"You ain't nuthin' but a houn' dog..._ **_aw-roooo_** _Sniffen' round nigh my back door..._ **_aw-rowww_** _You ain't nuthin' but a--"_ "Sir?" Our cheapskate dawdle-watchers were angling for...
Foxed Contact
Foxed Contact By Earbender Jason William Jones gazed northward, over the endless gray flatness of the Nevada Test and Training Range. From where he sat on the peak of Mount Charleston he could even see the round, tan, almost-circle of Groom Dry Lake...
Cynjinn Island
Cynjinn Island By Earbender "Roscoe! Cut it out!" Winston hurled a heavy clam shell at his gleefully writhing borzoi dog, missed, and searched about for something larger. No rocks nearby, dammit. Just sand, and shells, and sun-bleached plastic trash....
Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 7 of 7)
Chapter 13 Two months hence small snowflakes swirled down outside her horse-stable nursery while Molly lay on her side half-dreaming, milk-heavy teats tingling to the sleepy nursing of five healthy puppies she and Garth had brought into the world. All...
Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 5 of 7)
Molly pressed forward shocked and unbelieving, sniffing over the crumpled body then pressing one ear close hoping for a pulse... and finding one! A weak one, so faint, wouldn't be lasting much longer. She whispered "He's still alive, but not for long....
Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 6 of 7)
Chapter 11 Molly left the trail and walked beside it a ways then hid herself, keeping Beauregard and his man close by. She watching silently as half the rebel band straggled past her--all the strongest men, and the strongest women too, and behind them...
Coyote Eggs
Coyote Eggs by Earbender Testing, testing... is this thing turned on? Yes? Oh... ah... good. I'll get started then. First thing to say is--don't mess with Coyote. That dude is trouble. And Raven... well... what can I say? Raven is trouble too. Yeah...
Dogs of Law
Dogs of Law by Earbender Brak Hammerfist winced, despite himself, as the massive oaken door crashed shut behind him, cutting off the rough laughter and obscene jests of the prison guards who had brought him here. His strong right hand brushed his...