Short Stories

	Where I Belong The night we adopted Casyly was a strange night indeed. by summertime_breeze
	Alima's Tales: Betrayed Trust "It's okay, Tolli," her mother said soothingly, stroking the ruffled pink fur on the back of her daughter's head. "I can easily cover over those flecks of paint." by renrenthehamster
	If the Nickname Fits Sydney had earned the nickname "Basher" at an early age. The Kyrii was always in a hurry, always trying to get somewhere. She had never particularly minded the epithet; its implication that she was tough could only help her reputation. by racoon188
	A Wanderer "Are you a traveler?" Cate turned to see that a friendly looking Gnorbu had sat down at her table. He pointed, and Cate glanced down at the worn blue suitcase at her feet. She smiled. by wishpers
	Somebody Loved Me There was one thing I knew for certain. Someone loved me, a long time ago, someone cared about me. by prinessixi
	Rambus & The Ducks Who Did It's Tuesday today, and Tuesday is a good day for us: our master grants us an allotted break of 44 quacks today, rather than the usual 4. by moggetman
	Breaking the Rules And to think, I was so excited about the new plot a week ago. My red Xweetok, Ajax, was even more excited. by conily14
	Stony Eyes We all wish to gain a dip in the Magma Pool, but some are more tenacious than others... by gpaprincess
	Lucky Coin "People believed that the so called Curse of King Coltzan is real. Those that visit his tomb will be cursed with bad luck," Kakimiha read from a book as he stood between the rows of shelves... by princess_daisy186

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"Lucky Coin" by princess_daisy186
"Kakimiha!" He winced and snapped the book shut on his paw. "You are supposed to be putting those books where they belong, not reading them. You do that on your own time," the Lenny librarian hissed, catching the Zafara in the act. Ms. Marsh wasn't young but not old either, but in Kakimiha's eyes she was ancient, Prehistoric, Dweller of the Tyrannian Dark Ages and definitely an old mean Lenny in a floral dress and thick spectacles...

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