Tag: Catfolk


  • Moccan

    Moccan sat under the dripping shelter of the night's camp watching the rain. It would be over soon and it would be time for them to move again. Time to see what secrets the jungle would teach him today. Perhaps he would venture to the shore today. Many of …

  • Rebecca Skyes

    I don't remember much from my youngest years. I remember the tall growing trees of my forest, and the smells of the pines on the ground. I remember that our tribe was a group of wanderers and outcasts, travelling through the forested hills and mountain …

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