"Excuse me, that's my familiar."

"You're quite mistaken. Triffle's been with me forever."

"Nice try, I know my Lunabean anywhere!"

The silvery vixen coughed lightly between them.

"I confess; I have been Familiar-ing for you both this whole time."

The wizards stared at her, mouths agape.

"There's a shortage of Familiars requiring us to multi-bond," she explained.

"What're you two doing with my Star-Nyte?"

"...A preposterous shortage."

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #Fantasy

So I just learned about the grasshopper mouse, a tiny thing which

A) announces its presence by screaming into the night sky, and
B) eats scorpions. And its mousey body converts the toxins from the scorpions' stingers into painkillers mid-lunching.

Malagasy idiom of the day:

“Reny Malala”
(“Beloved Mother”)

i.e. France

(overwhelmingly used in a sarcastic manner)

TIL: Madagascar has a population of wild cats most likely descended from stowaways who have “hitched a ride to the island on trade ships from as far away as Kuwait hundreds or even more than 1,000 years ago.”


"Okay, here's the scenario. You are a crew member on a starship."
"Space travel is slow, you'll be stuck with your crewmates a long time."
"So we must get along."
"Yes. Communicate, listen, share limited resources."
"I can do that. What's the starship called?"
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

CoViD-19 news 

Today is probably one of the most awkward days ever to confirm that my most productive time as a writer is while waiting in line at the bank/post office/any indoors public waiting room.

Long ago, dragons rose up against the gods. After a long war, the dragons were defeated.
As punishment, the dragons were split, literally, and spread across the world. Their diminished selves seek their lost parts.
Once the right nine lives of cats meet, they'll reform a dragon.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

Furry art, lewd, male/solo 

Madagascar, coronavirus 

Furry art, lewd, gay, explicit sex scene, pun 

Dudes just rang at the front gate, but walked away before anyone reasonable would have had time to reach the front door, open it, cross the courtyard, then open the front gate.

I saw them walking away. I didn’t call them back. It couldn’t have been THAT important, if they couldn’t wait a few seconds.

Coronavirus border closures 

Random, but I’ve just finished re-reading The Fellowship of the Ring, and my brain went:

Shire-folk and Bree-folk: (casual small-town bigotry)

Gandalf and the Dunedain: “💕 D’awww! THIS is why we love them and shelter them so much! 💕”

Malagasy idiom:

“manao toton’omby bory”

(“to practice the charge of a bull with cropped horns”)

i.e. to act rashly and thoughtlessly, and achieving little to nothing of value as a result.

Hello, my computer was down for two weeks due to a fried GPU, but I’m back.

All these years and my father still wants to believe that the reason why I’m drawing leopard spots and rosettes by hand is because the drawing maybe involves a human woman with leopard print clothing.

Oh, Dad. River in Egypt, eh?

He hid his diaries. When one was full or weighted with secrets, he wrapped it in oil cloth, sealed it with tar, and took a hike up the mountain.
He never felt safe, not even in death. His shade lingered. Centuries passed before he began to fade.
Then the glacier started to melt.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

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