Day Six - No Love For Ludroth
My face, and he reeked of piss and what i assumed at the time was dried ludroth semen.
Territorial Obligations
The hunter scored the first blow, slamming his weapon against the royal ludroth's mane. it was a light blow, however, and left the hunter open for her lord's own attack. he swung out with his claw, and she saw the hunter tossed away.
Lessons for Hunters: Give and Take (CH 1)
This is a spiritual successor to my ludroth story, though perhaps it won't be apparent why until the second chapter. hell, maybe even it won't be apparent even then, but the point stands. any writing advice, criticism, or so on is appreciated.
Fetor of the Seas
A royal ludroth prevent you from reaching a part of the island ? or, was it a [i]green[/i] plesioth ?" "no, no - i spoke a bit quickly i think," answered the fisherfurry. "the problem is with epioths..."
A Dance of Mud and Bubbles
The merchants pulling their carts up the slope cared little for the scenic route and even less for the pair, deep in thought with at what today might bring for the loner arzuros, or the pair of ludroth hydrating one another every few dozen steps or so.