It took Verdek many minutes alone with his pain before he could raise his head again and face it. With a deep breath the great head came back up and his glowing amber eyes opened, showing a bit more brightly in the early evening light. He could still feel IT, watching, waiting, eager to feed again. A gentle breeze rustled the coarse black hairs of his mane as he sat there, unsure of what to do with himself. He found the quietness preceding evening

        
Within the sparse undergrowth, the Hunter stalked very slowly towards its target, its golden eyes watching for even the slightest hint of suspicion from the sleeping owl. It was a very large variety, and Verdek was a very hungry Hunter, and he could not miss this opportunity to fill his belly so easily. The one time dragon had become rather accustomed to his new body, and most of the time he lived in the here and now, his past life a dim shadow in

Screw the Virgin



Paula brushed her hair out of her eyes once again. The jungle was hot today, just as it had been the day before, the day before that, and the day before that. Hell, how long had it been since it wasn't hot? That wasn't what bugged her as she tramped through, on the lookout for anything dangerous. It was mainly reptiles she was worried about, as most other animals knew to keep their distance. She hacked down a large stand of young growth with her machete, and was suddenly

Hungry Like the Wolf

By Mitch, for Conn. Thanks for the ideas. Hope ya like it!

Legal crap: Mitch is copyright me, Conn is copyright his player, all three girls (Rachel the Catgirl, Louise the Vixen, and Kelly the Bunny) as his too since he came up with the names and stuff. XD

"Quiet on the set!" Mitch yelled into his bullhorn. He tapped his paw on the soft green floor of the forest. "Well, I'd be saying that if the actresses were here! Conn, you told me there had been p

A Fuzzy Lament


At my computer,
here I stay.
Typing my words,
day after day.

Who am I really?
Nobody knows.
Just another guy,
escaping his woes.

I think and I think,
and to some avail,
my world is less real,
and I grow a tail.

I open a program;
what do I see?
Many furred friends there.
Just waiting for me.

I close my eyes,
being happy at last.
Most of my day,
now in my past.

As I open my eyes,
I look about.
Directly in front,
there's a grinning snout.

Frie