(Chapter One)(Chapter One) by PassionateDuelist
In a small urban town, an insignificant young man was sitting alone. While he didn't appear homeless, he did appear annoyed. He was tall, white, and round-faced.
"People are so shallow." He began to speak to himself. "Or maybe I'm just not worth peoples' time." He continued to mope to himself about his lack of desirability.
"It's always these stacked guys with perfect facial features that get to have anything."
He looked to his side and noticed a faint glimmer of light, a bright red glow emitting from behind him. It got closer to him until he could make out a silhouette, and even began to make out a color. It appeared to be a bright pink feminine figure.
The figure gets closer, until a catlike face is visible, she was definitely an Espeon, distinguishable by the gem on her forehead.
"There's no way in Hell that you're actually standing in front of me." The young man continues to complain.
The figure, now only a few feet away from him and completely visible, begins to speak.
Birthright (Chapter 9)Birthright (Chapter 9) by WildSpaceSaga
Tyger knew it was going to one of those really, really bad days.
Faced with the tangle of vines interwoven with veins of slime that pulsed with circuitry, similar to what had invaded the El Tigre, blocking the point where the forest had formerly opened up to the massive clearing, he wondered if his mate had seen days like this. At the moment, though, it was hard to tell from the stoic expression locked on her face.
“This ... is bad, isn’t it?” he asked rhetorically, at a loss for anything else to say past the insipidly obvious. The soldier had remained without any response until they had explored the newfound wall about a quarter mile in both directions. Afterwards, Tyger came to the inevitable conclusion they had been blocked off completely from the clearing.
“They are getting
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