Welded SoulsRhea paced back and forth across the living room in her quarters, sorely tempted to tear her hair out. There were just so many incidents happening, one after another. Her sisters were openly getting into destructive, public fights with each other… well, realistically, it was more Phoebe picking fights with everyone. Still, the point was, all of them were being frustrating in one way or another. Just to compound things even further, ever since that portal opened up to Allara on

Blooming Anew





“Okay, so, wait. I just want to be clear about this… I'm

not

working from sunup until sunset?”




Romy sat across from Vitey on a cozy sofa in what the latter called the living room. Well, she supposed it was hers now too. She was still getting

20th Year of the 10th Age, Late Summer
Sakura’s Lair near the Lycaria-Central Plains Border, Northwestern Lycaria, Continent of Allara
Sakura chuckled as she coiled around the halfling matriarch, the red scales of her four arms and green scales of her snake half gleaming in the sunlight like polished gems. The pink haired and dark horned echidna didn’t put the squeeze on the delectable looking morsal yet, but her serpentine body kept any chances of the halfling escaping at near zero.

Snake Eyes





The sun streamed in through the window directly onto Meropi's face, waking her up once more. Some of her long, dark purple hair had fallen over her hazel eyes in the middle of the night, which she slowly brushed out of the way. She sighed heavily before groggily sitting up in what she had come to accept was her bed. Torean nights seemed so short, the young human woman noted. She felt like she hadn't h

Assimilation Assassin





Doreen made an audible sigh, gurgling slightly as she did so. For her, Toshiko's teleportation antics may have been overly dramatic, but she had gotten used to it by now. It certainly didn't cause her the full-blown panic that it seemed to be causing Mae at the moment. Look at her, tumbling around in the whirlwind like a fool! Blonde hair whipping everywhere, blue-scaled wings and tail not

Tentacled Maw





The sun was shining as bright and hot as ever, bearing down on an island surrounded by brilliant turquoise waters. The island was lightly forested and gently sloped, rising up to a pinnacle a few hundred feet above the sea. The waves crashed at the foot of the cliff face, a small strip of beach separating it from the waves came down. A rather large opening to a sea cave drove straight into the clif