TheLupineOne

As soon as they set eyes upon each other, it was love at first sight. Two foxes, approaching each other from opposite ends of the street, seeing each other stand out from the crowd. As they got closer, their beauty became more evident, a purity in their eyes. Just by this first impression, they knew they were soulmates. "Er… hi…" said the female of the pair, stumbling over her words, unprepared for this moment. "I saw you walking down the street and couldn't help but notice…" "Small world, me too," replied the male. "I'm Chris, and you are?" "Danielle." A simple blouse hugged the vixen's modest figure; proof that expensive clothes and ridiculous curves weren't the be all and end all for attractiveness. No, there was an inner beauty that Chris could sense in her. The same applied the other way round; despite Chris' casual looks, with his polo shirt, jeans and sneakers, such basic clothes did not sully the fox that wore them. Truly, beauty was in the eye of the beholder. "I suppose you'd

Tammy walked across the inhospitable sands of the Qasalan dunes, trying to look back. Having been frozen for a thousand years, imprisoned in time, it gave the Bori an uncanny ability to recall the ancient past like it was yesterday. That talent drew the attention of historians; of course, they were thrilled to learn about the past from someone who had actually lived through it, but beyond that, Tammy was employed as a surveyor, tasked with locating ruins lost to time, eroded by years, buried underneath waves of sand, so that archaeologists could perform their digs with utmost efficiency, knowing that there would definitely be something worth finding under their feet. Tammy counted her steps as she walked through a landscape that was impossible to chart, eventually coming to rest on the crest of a dune. She closed her eyes, and envisioned what this place would have looked like a thousand years ago, back when a thriving civilisation called these dunes home. "Here." This was the spot; she

Ralf came to, his vision recovering as he slowly opened his eyes. All around him was a void of white that refused to resolve. He looked over himself, his blurred eyesight restoring to sharpness, then back to his blank surroundings. "Ugh… where am I?" Ralf thought with a grunt, picking his collapsed body up and trying to recall what happened to get himself here. He was out mountain boarding… and crashed… and came to here… this white void… "I'm not… dead, am I?" Ralf considered, dusting off his jacket as he walked across the empty landscape. There was definitely a floor beneath him, despite appearances; there wasn't any give to it, but neither did it feel solid. It put Ralf at unease… "Surely this isn't heaven?" Ralf thought. A mountain boarding crash would hardly be fatal, right? But the wolf should have picked his words more carefully. From out of nowhere, a shining halo skimmed through the air, zipping left and right before settling above Ralf's head. The wolf sighed. "Me and my big

So this was what Ralf's visit to Ty's house had come to. The wolf and the human lazing on couches, flicking through TV channels, lazily searching for some decent entertainment. "I guess this is what happens when you have so many channels. The entertainment gets… diluted", Ty commented. "Yeah. And the established channels seem to be drifting away from their original focus", Ralf added, his finger repeatedly pressing on the remote. "They all seem to gravitate to stuff like conspiracy theories, unexplained mysteries, ghost stories… you don't believe in that nonsense, do you?" "Oh, hardly. I suppose somebody's out there watching- wait! Go back, that looked interesting!" Ralf skipped back a couple of channels, complying with Ty's exclamation. There it was; amid the drear of dull television, brightness and colour, eye searing, bold. Animated anthropomorphic animals, rocking out in what seemed to be a music video; it was a sound unlike anything the viewers had heard. Caught between rock and