Chapter 22 "Roll For Initiative"
"You are NOT serious," Becca said, as Anna nodded, sipping her beer as she set things up on the dining room table. Becca laughed and added, "Really?! You did that!?" "Yeah!" Anna said, "Yeah, no, back...
"You are NOT serious," Becca said, as Anna nodded, sipping her beer as she set things up on the dining room table. Becca laughed and added, "Really?! You did that!?" "Yeah!" Anna said, "Yeah, no, back...
The smoke clouded his vision, and he tripped over an ottoman while grasping for the board game closet. He leaned there, on his hands and knees, coughing, hacking, everything going up in flames around...
The birds chirped peacefully, the night was coming soon, and a cool breeze blew through the trees, wafting the leaves softly. Everything was serene, beautiful, peaceful. And then, through the bushes broke...
Minerva had never, once in her life, wanted to kill another living thing. When she was a small pup, her father often got angry at her when he tried to take her hunting, because she adamantly refused to...
Gerry was asleep, his whiskers twitching, dreaming of better days gone by when he heard the sound of an air vent opening. He slowly woke up, stood and shook the hay from his fur and hopped on over to...
Richardson sat outside The Hollow, watching the sun rise, when he noticed Minerva coming up to his side and seating herself, licking her paws clean of the red on them. He looked at her paws and up to...