Raindrops on a Sunny Day



A TAoL excerpt




You are Lulu, a wild female pikachu on a quest to find a Thunder Stone. After just leaving the tribe where you were raised, you decide to swim across the river. A strange decision since you know there are fish predators out there. Sure enough you got swallowed whole by a hungry seaking but you kept your calm and used Thundershock a

Jhomi had known Edalene Browne her entire life, they’d grown up together, the young cinnamon skinned Hyur had been raised by Jhomi’s mother in the forest after losing her parents in the Calamity. She knew Eda admired her mother, a member of the Godsbow, and wanted to defend the Twelveswood just like the aging Miqo’te woman. She’d joined the Archer’s guild at the same time Jhomi had joined the Lancer’s guild. The keeper found herself moving through the ranks with ease, even being recr

 There was an angry buzzing invading Makuta's brain, yanking him from sleep. For one blissful moment he was tempted to reach for the alarm clock, but he was quickly reminded that he was not sleeping peacefully in his own bed. The feline quickly jerked himself awake, rubbing at his eyes to help them adjust. It had been less than a year since Earth was invaded. The violent race of aliens had attacked unannounced and taken the planet by surprise, leading to chaos and fear. Makuta had mana

 Nalyia sat back onto her armchair, cellphone shaking slightly in her hands. Nalyia had never loved someone the way she loved Vera. There wasn't a single place that she felt safer than in Vera's arms, and for the past two years Nalyia had learned to trust her, something the sheep girl found very difficult. She could tell Vera anything, and Vera would listen with an eager smile or a comforting hug. No, Nalyia had never loved so deeply before she met Vera.  Still she found it difficult t

    
Reese had been pacing her apartment for the last ten minutes when she finally heard a knock. She quietly approached the front door, considering looking through the peephole but worried that it would be visible from the other side. She pinched her eyes tight and steeled herself, counting to ten to make it seem like she hadn't been waiting right by the door, and opened up, leaning on the door frame as casually as she could manage. "Hey. Ari?"

Catfishing with CatCaitlyn was slipping sunscreen into her bag when the doorbell rang. She took a moment to observe her body in the mirror before she answered it. She hadn’t donned many clothes for this trip. Just a slim yellow bikini was all that covered her pale skin. The Bikini was a little tight on her b-cup breasts, revealing her nipples through the fabric. She tied her blonde hair into a ponytail before she draped a t-shirt over her small 4’ 5” frame. She grabbed her bag and opened t

It was somewhat of a sad event. For nearly two years raider parties had attacked the lands of Ponysa. The dragon pillage villages and even town for gold, gems and other valuables, often taking nearly everything of the ponies.

These struggles had raged so long that the ponies are tired. In a lucky twist of fate, the Dragon Lord Blaze agreed to peace talks.

Now all four alicorn queens of Ponysa sat across the Dragon Lord and negotiate the points of

The sun was mere minutes from vanishing behind the horizon, creating a beautiful sunset, when Hard Break opened the door to his house.

He walked through it and used one of his hind hooves to close it behind him. His silver mane and grey fur were damped from the work and in dire need of a good scrub in the shower. After the door was closed, he shifted his body and let his saddle bag hit the ground, creating a loud
Thud
, caused by its loa

-buuuuuuurrrrraaaaap- A massive belch rocked through the mare’s body, strong enough to expel two skulls from her mouth and sent them clattering into the pile of bones that had already formed onto the floor. “Whew, that should have been all of you. Of course, the last ones take the longest to digest, stupid earth ponies.” Vorepone spat out, seemingly not bothered by the fact that she herself technically could have counted as earth pony too, provided one ignored her fangs. Of course, that wa

Travel Writer lays in the hammock of his rented cabin in the old windjammer. The ship cuts through the sea amid a lightning storm, but Travel wasn’t worried. He swung lazily from side to side while listening to the sound of waves and rain on the hull outside. Occasionally lighting would flash through the thick glass of the portholes, but all he could hear was the creaking of the ship's hull and the sound of the rain hitting the decks above.

Travel looked around in