"The Lost Snorkle" by icanhaskaila Today has NOT been a good day. I have no idea where I am, what is going to happen to me, or who my kidnappers are. All I know is that I am not safe. I was minding my own business, playing some games with my owner and a giant Grarrl came and took me down...
The House on the Hill: Part One Most of the stories of Werelupes and wicked faeries roaming the forest were just that — stories — but every once in a while, they turned out to be true, and even the most fearless denizens of the Woods weren't willing to take such a risk.