Much of what I have written is for my own enjoyment. Some of these I consider depressingly poor and therefore in need of rewrites. But in any case, here are my original short stories.
I love twists and turns in stories, I love giving the readers a surprise. On top of that, my sense of humor is somewhat macabre. So here is Darkest Night, a story I wrote for Hallowe’en. Enjoy.
This is one of my sillier writings. Basically, it was me meeting my fursona. I had fun doing it.
I think this is my oldest furry work. The date is an educated guess, taken from a file I have describing the families used within the setting of this story.
The Willow Clearing setting is practically a rip-off of the Fern Hollow books of long ago, which I credit for sparking my interest in anthropomorphic animals—and almost 40 years later, I still have them!
This is the only story in the series I have written thus far, though I think it would be a nice series. Someday, I suppose.
A short piece that was my first shot at writing Furry Muscle, I am happy at the way this turned out. An old musclefur finds a new fan where it truly counts...
The title, of course, comes from Bilbo Baggin’s poem in The Lord Of The Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien.