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The streets were quiet as a lone kainu trotted through town, snow crunching under his white-socked hooves. Fat flakes floated down from the grey sky above, and though the kainu found the winter months to be rather dreary, he could appreciate snowy days for their unique beauty. His pads were frozen within a few blocks, but that was a small price to pay to go visit his mother for the holidays. He looked around at the lights that stretched between and around lamp posts and trees alike, ad...

The wind howled through the valley day and night during this season, so loud that it seemed the residents of the cottage on the mountainside would never hear anything else. Two Q’lin had made their home here, one old and one young, one with much to teach, and the other with much to learn. Solpor, a black Q’lin with steel-blue scales and a short brown mane stood in front of one of the windows, watching the snow as it fell in fat flakes. They clumped together on the windowsill, threa...

“You’re stupid!” “No!” “Are so!” The two kainu launched themselves at each other, rolling in a flailing mass of tangled limbs. This was precisely the reason the floor of the barn had been strewn with straw and even coarse sand in some parts. Giada and Rubin simply couldn’t contain themselves when they had time to spare, sparring and wrestling with their newfound energy after they both had good meals and plenty of rest. “You guys,” Sammal protest...

Travelling during the winter months was both challenging and rewarding. Icarus never disliked travelling, but it was certainly easier when the ground was not littered with snow and ice. Every paw step he placed was a gamble whether he would find himself careening to the ground as his hoof went one way and the rest of him went another. But at least he would have a pretty view while he lay grumbling on the ground. It was better this winter, though. Nicer now that he wasn’t alone during...

A small fire crackled in the hearth of Leonidas’s comfortable cave home. He had never been a fan of ostentatious buildings or grand plazas like those he had served in the past. A nice hole in a mountainside with some ventilation for a fire and a couple of warm blankets were all he really needed to be happy. The dracus sat peacefully beside the fire, a small but sharp knife in one hand and a chunk of birch branch in the other. Each pass of the knife over the wood carved a little more ...

Previous When Icarus’s eyelids were too heavy to stay open any longer, Mijhael closed the laptop and set it aside. He stayed in the nest with the exhausted kainu, his hand stroking softly over the beautiful coat that covered lean muscle. When first Mijhael had seen the kainu, he’d thought him half-starved. But as he came to know Icarus, he realized what an active ...