ForbiddenForbiddenForbidden by Noratcat
Gentle steps against the ground.
Hallowed territory forbidden to all.
Dark corners and cobwebbed walls.
Graveyard silence and crunching grass.
Your eyes focus as you come to a stop.
What you see shocks you to no end.
For you are on forbidden ground and have seen what must not be seen.
Star Crossed LoversWithin the woods, there was a clearing, and in that clearing there was a farm. It was situated near a road, easy access to the city and towns below. There were many animals on the farm, but noticeably, there were dogs, a family of them, all border collies. Generations had lived upon this farm all keeping the humans who owned them safe. Alert, vigilant, and most of all quick. The same applied to the young female who currently was outside. A pure blood border, just like her mother and father and her siblings. Maybe a bit of outside breed, but mostly border.Star Crossed Lovers by Noratcat
She stood outside, feeling the wind against her fur. It was calm and soothing, just as she liked it. Overall nothing out of the ordinary. The scents were fine, distant and inviting, save for one. Something hit her nose, a strong musk that stung ever so slightly. Before she could even react, something fast and hard hit her. Immediately she twisted as she hit the ground. Something was atop her, pinning her down with two paws. A pa
Forbidden LustForbidden Lust.Forbidden Lust by Noratcat
Her lipstick applies to her face. Sultry and seductive.
The loss of garments signifies what is to become.
The door is locked behind, to keep out interruptions.
The lust within the air is that of a forbidden taste.
That's how an affair goes.
An interrupted sleepThe rat let out a sigh in his cozy little den. Within the dark, several trinkets of human origins were situated about; his little collection that had grown over the years he lived on the farm. The other barnyard residents found his habit disgusting; slinking about spying on others and gathering anything he could find to add to his home's décor. Templeton loved it, and he didn't care in the least how they felt about him. Rats were not known for being clean, or even held in high regard. He was simply doing what was natural to his kind, and he was proud of it.An interrupted sleep by Noratcat
Yet there was also another thing he loved, something he held above all else: food. Ever since he was born, Templeton held a gift for overeating, and his stomach could virtually handle anything. He proved that at the county fair. Oh the fair, such a glorious feast, one that he would never forget for the rest of his life. Charlotte and Wilbur had reacted with disgust when he managed to drag his bloated, drunken self back to the p
Well, I did it. I finally finished the outline for my novel. It's not very good, and I have a lot of connections to make before the final draft is complete. But I am sure I can do it. Now is it normal for an outline to change as the story goes on? The outline I made was pretty basic but I suppose I just have to fill in the blanks right?
In any case, this is a big step for me and hopefully I can make this work.
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