A Catwoman eats the canaries.


Jenny Canary stared out into the dark and stormy Gotham night. Worried and angry in equal measure.

“What kind of man leaves his pregnant wife alone on a night like this?” She questions the empty air of the apartment. Their children had been put to sleep hours ago. But Jenny had waded up, waiting for Fred to walk back in the apartment door, so she could give him a piece of her mind.

The InterviewBy RecyclingFactoryClara was despondent. How could she by so foolish?! She would never get an opportunity like this again! Her life was basically over. She'd just realised that she'd caught the wrong train and would miss her interview with a prestigious finance company. She clenched her fist and looked out of the window, scowling."Rough day?" asked the older woman sitting across from her."Ughh tell me about it" she huffed.The woman looked at her sympathetically."I should be intervie

It was almost sundown, and Elizabeth sat down on a tree root overlooking a short but steep ledge, finally considering herself lost. The drop was far enough that even a carnivore couldn’t jump and grab the ledge, but short enough that the fall wouldn’t hurt a small herbivore like herself. The squirrel had been walking for a while, trying to find her way home after her return trip from a nearby town was interrupted by a thunderstorm. Much to her unamusement, her brown fur coat was stil

On a sunny Saturday morning, Jasmine was working her summer job as a barista at a local coffee shop. Like most young adults, she was working between her college semesters. She was studying to be a psychiatrist, specifically a predator psychiatrist. Her goal was to help struggling preds to avoid eating people as often, or to even cut back to a purely normal food based diet. Jasmine was 19 years old. She wore her uniform for the coffee shop, which consisted of a green apron and casual clothing und

“Excuse me?” the
young woman called politely.
It was fairly early
evening in the Forbidden Dish, and there were relatively few
customers. Not all of the staff were on shift yet either, but the
diner at one of the few occupied tables had little difficulty in
calling over a member of personnel.
This particular
diner was fairly short, cute, her slightly curly hair a shade between
red and brown. She had informed her meal that her name was Emmy. Her
first experience at the Forbidden Dish had been

Office Politics






“Hey, hot stuff, you hear the news?”



    

Mark was in the process of locking his car door when Erika’s shout gave him a start, nearly making him drop the briefcase and hot coffee he was haphazardly gripping in the crook of his arm. He turned around slo

From Willow to Widow



    
Adrane Rivione drew stares as she wandered the gaudy Husting Strip of Ul’Dah with purpose. Adrane was a Wildwood with hair of deep purple that had been tied up with a ponytail on the side. She wore a skirt and stockings with an elegant and vaguely futuristic top of an azure hue with various gaps exposing her skin beneath. Indeed she was an up and coming Blue Mage entertainin

A splash awoke Miranda and she squirmed, then the world squeezed around her. A burp resonated and the small pocket of air on her face was rapidly replaced with flesh, squishing in. Just before she was smooshed up against it she gargled... 'Air-umph!'There was a jerk, then a noisy couple of gulps. Fresh cool air popped in about her face and she sighed."Ooh, thanks." She licked and found what had splashed her. A soda, not one she was keen on either. "Oh, Doctor Pepper? Um, do you like Coke? I coul

On a gnarly root that belonged to a red oak tree sat Tiana. A blue pixie that was far away from home. She took in the views of the forest. The army of trees, each one more giant than the next, each decorated by holes, mold, and patches of moss. Their roots twisted, and turned, and even reached for other trees, as if these trees were fighting each other. The weather was cold, with a hint of mist. These parts of the forest were not safe for a frail, blue pixie such as herself. Monsters of all mann

Gloria Slepka sat in her bed with her computer in her lap. The notes app was open to a mostly blank page with the title “MEALS”. This was the day she was finally going to start writing down what she ate. After all, she was getting a little pudgy. Not obese – never! – but overweight. It was time to get to the bottom of it so she could start living a little healthier.Gloria’s life coach had asked her to think back over the past week and write some notes retroactively. If you

Weak Meat Strong Eat




    
On the vast plain of the Azim Steppes a Rava is riding the plains looking for a beast to challenge. She is Autumn Faerielight and though most would know her better for her research in magic and her exploits with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn she was trying something different and broadening her experience as is her wont. She took a moment to observe herself; she wore