The next morning, I awoke to find a card next to my bed. It was my identity card. I glanced over it reading the words written in gold. "Name- Nixs. Species- Skunk. Bisexual and over productive." To the right of the last part was a holographic smiley face. I grinned and placed it back down. Then I noticed a dish and a memo. I read the memo.
Nixs report to the fifth floor once you've had breakfast.
xxxx Love slutboy xxxx
"Alas, poor slutboy. For I knew him well" I chuckled as I lifted up the metal

I walked round the corner with Andrea in tow. I could hardly contain my excitement at the thought of having my very own mech. I started running up and along the walls.
``Someone's a bit happy today aren't they?'' She said from behind me
``Well it's not everyday you get your own mech and fall in love with a Dragoness who does unbirthing.'' I replied as I leaped off the wall.
``Fall in love? Dragoness? Ohh you mean me?'' she said slightly shocked. I shuffled forward over the marble floor dancing t

''War?'' We both shouted.
''Yep'' Jane replied solemnly ''Come on lets go''
We rushed to the lift through the now eerily silent corridors our foot steps the only noise in the place. When we entered the lift I found myself to be holding Spectrum's hand.
''This way you three'' said a ferret as the elevator doors opened on the intelligence level. We followed him into the Operations room.
''Okay we're all here now'' said Theorca as he nodded towards us. ''As you may or not be aware the decision to g

Welcome to a world of humans and great monoliths; a place where the meek will never inherit the earth, and where greed and hatred rule. The wars that ravaged the earth as before continue still to this day.
These humans are not unlike yourself or I in appearance. Only in character are they different. They have no fur, no multi coloured eyes, and no talons or claws. They desire everything, and what they now desire is your lives. They are the enemy of the furry world for this reason. Most would kil

I looked up towards the building in front of me. Words could only try to describe its height compared to what I'd been used to in the outskirts of London. I counted the stories and lost count as I was jostled by all the bust furs going about their business. Their main business at this time was getting out of the building. I saw the people bustling inside the multitude of levels. It was done in red sandstone brick unlike back home where any colour other than white or cream was frowned upon by nei

I noticed the smell of cinnamon in the air had become stronger as I exited my room. Once I was fully awake I realised my sight had improved as well. I didn't need my glasses anymore, and for that I was grateful. I stretched to my side, getting used to the easy movement I was having as a skunk. I looked at the wall in front of me.
''Couldn't hurt to try,'' I said. I took a step to my right and faced the wall at an angle then run at it. My right foot gripped it as I brought my left leg over my rig