Stori

Duo looked from Quatre to Trowa. "Well, I guess." He took out a tool kit and opened Deathscythe's cockpit. He was more objective than Quatre, but more emotional than Trowa. ...

Sorry, I posted Ch. 1 early.If there was one thing I admired, it was a well-built machine."Lieutenant." One of the technicians saluted, unnecessarily. I flicked a casual gesture in return.I ...

He was a character, Trowa Barton. He kept his nerve in any situation, and often had his expression hidden behind long brown hair. I think he does it on purpose. ...

The Corrillean YT-400 Starbolt angled away from the shipyards. Its triangular hull was pitted from many years of Imperial ship like home, Kale thought. He touched the hilt of his ...

Luke stared at the blank screen, not really seeing it. He saw Jen's face, smiling, telling him it would be all right. That they had a right to exist.And now... ...

Bluefire was crossing the camp when a voice hailed him. He recognized Firestar."Coming," he called. Firestar looked bright and alert. "I heard the good news," he said. His green eyes ...

CrescentblazeIt looked like Graypaw was out of danger. But Starclan, there is no peace in the camp!Feeling a need for fresh air, I crept outside. No one challenged me; the ...

Why am I so different? The cry rang in Tion's mind.He groaned and rolled over.Please, help me! It was louder now. What have I done?Impression! The word drove every other ...

"Look at the size of those paws! What a warrior he'll make." The kit's father, a big rusty-brown cat, purred."I'm looking at his eyes," the mother said. "I've never heard ...

Note: this is by no means complete. I have several different POV's here.Darkreed"Mousetails," I swore as icy water lapped my belly. Graymoon tried to stifle a laugh."You wouldn't laugh if ...

"Yellowfoot, get your pelt out here!"It wasn't a voice Yellowfoot knew. Heaving herself up,the aging cat shook out her coat. "Our new leader, no doubt,"she murmured. "Let's test his measure."She ...

Mintpaw "You three go ahead. I'm going to wait for Storm." The other members of the patrol stared at me like I'd grown a fifth paw. As always, I looked ...

Ancient, mist-shrouded timbers faded into view. Veil Sixclaw squared his shoulders. The fatal wound faded to a dull ache as he neared Dark Forest's gates."No one to meet me- what ...

Finchpaw froze- that was a ShadowClan scent! "It's young Truepaw," murmured Cloverfire. "Surely you aren't scared of him?" Right. Here he came, favoring his left forepaw. P

Based on one of my Skyrim characters.