“It is a shame, brother, that you should have to journey all this way from your meditations just to see my coronation.”
Pepe Larue rightly presumed that few of his fellow dogs had suffered as much indignity as he.
Languor begs obeisance, and I am not of a constitution to find fault in either.
Oh, yes – there dwells a dragon. And it has a kitten. Continue reading
Brovicio clucked a congratulations to himself as he waddled through the Parliamentary Tree for the ceremonial taking of oaths. Continue reading
Negotiating the maze of love can be a treacherous undertaking, and never more so than when you’re a pubescent snapping turtle. Continue reading
“Humans didn’t live in nests,” corrected Earnaffil. “They stayed in hovels like our friend here.” Continue reading