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MK: One Black Day
November the 20th, in the year 707, Cristos Reckoning Alas, why do plans of men so often go awry? Today was the day of our expected arrival at our destination, Metamor Keep, yet we woke up to conditions that absolutely dashed any idea of further travel. The weather is such that one could scarcely see his hand in front of his face for the quantity of clouds which blot out the sun. The rain comes down in sheets, with no distinction between the separate drops, if, in fact, there were separate drops. I am quite surprised at how well the supply wagons have managed to keep the rain out. My employers have made it quite clLiteratureA Match Made in Moonlight
The moon shone brightly above me as I waited for her. Quietly I sat, watching the sparse clouds catch that silver glimmer and making it seem all the more radiant. Still, however, though I watched the moon and the clouds, I watched and waited for her. She would come soon, of that I was certain. And come she did, her paws striding in complete silence as she purposefully approached me. She was a wolf, silver fur shining in the moonlight, a radiant gleam that seemed somehow even brighter than the moon itself. Beauty is, after all, in the eye of the beholder, and she was the most beautiful creature in the world to me. She approached feLiteratureThe Convergence: Prologue
The Lands of the Genies are large and diverse, ranging from snow-capped mountains to deep ocean domains. Their inhabitants are likewise of many sorts; some appear human to a first glance, others have four feet as well as hands, and still others seem to be little more than a wisp of colored mist floating by. Uniting all of those lands and their various inhabitants is the sky: a vast field of clear blue in the day that turns to a deep shade of navy in the night, its tapestry dominated by millions of stars, hundreds of constellations, and a pair of moons that borrow their colors from the lands beneath. Yet as a pair of Genies looked out on the sky one night, something was different. The pair of moons were there as always, their surfaces painted gold by the rolling sands of their domain. Yet there, from behind one of their crescent arcs, peered something that almost seemed like a third moon, its surface a deep, angry red. "This does not feel right." Azariah was a Wolf Genie, fur ofLiteratureMK: An Unlikely Story
March the 4th, in the year 695, Cristos Reckoning Vincent Lois was having an excellent time. He smiled at everyone as he walked down the road away from the establishment of a wealthy merchant. He had been in town only a few days, and his reputation had already earned him employment. As it turns out, merchants could be quite greedy at times. So greedy, in fact, that they were willing to pay quite a good sum to rid themselves of competition. He had just been offered a sum of fifteen garrets for dispatching a merchant. This sum included five garrets up front just as a sign of good faith. Now Lois was off to see how muLiteratureSIB: Kuma's Collie TF's
Brandon quietly walked around the park, enjoying a nice sunny summer day the best way he knew how. He always enjoyed his walks in the park, watching everyone walking around and taking in the beautiful scenery. Sometimes, however he wished that he could enjoy it with someone instead of always being alone. He sometimes looked for ways he could try to find a walking companion, and now was no exception. He already had his eyes on a young lady who was also walking alone. She was about his height, with long red hair that reached beyond her shoulders where it was tied in a pony tail. She wore aLiteratureCurse of the Harpy-Witch: Part 3
Several weeks later... Azalea circled above the peak, nodding to her fellows as they passed in the air. The cloud of circling harpies, which looked so ominous and intimidating from ground level, were quite the cheery bunch up close, chattering as they spun lazy circles above the Eyrie. Many recognized and greeted her personally, which made the collie feel a greater sense of purpose than ever before in her life. Her party had adjusted quickly to their new lives. Alyx's skill with magic had been put to use teaching the other harpies. Some were experienced enough to learn her more advanced spells, but all were invited to her basic demonstratioLiteratureFeral Feasts: Hippo to Go
Serling had been a regular at Feral Feasts for quite a while now. Since his initial experience turning into a rabbit in the Meadow, he had returned quite a few times to sample the seemingly endless variety on the menu. He hadn't yet ever had to repeat a meal, and the same was true today. This time, however, there was something beyond the meal that was going to be different. "Good afternoon!" he called as he pushed through the familiar doorway. The little brass bell jingled merrily as always, and the lady at the hostess station glanced up and gave a familiar smile. She was a ferret today, white with black markings on her body and around her eyes. As always, she wore a smart, professional outfit. She set aside the little book she had been reading and greeted the coyote with a wave. "Afternoon, Serling!" she replied. "I saw you on our reservation list for the day. I'm happy to see you again." "It's good to be back. Have you prepared my meal?" She nodded and picked up a bag with aLiteratureImpromptu Halloween TF
I had never been one for celebrating Halloween. Still, I figure there's nothing morally wrong with kids wanting to go out and get candy, so I just figure people can celebrate it, and I'll just stay at home. Since I'm a furry, though, I figured that I might as well get in character for a little bit, and at least wear my tail for the trick-or-treaters to geek out over. The reactions were somewhat predictable. The smaller the child, the higher the chance that their level of interest in the tail extended solely to trying to pull it. Staying in character, I yelped a bit and hugged my tail protectively 
