Pure-Bred For A DayPure-Bred For A DayBy Vortex Slatefang"Vortex, you up?"..."Vortex?"..."C'mon, get up now!"Eventually, Vortex did heave himself up from his bed, to be greeted by his biggest brother, Jake, a black-furred wolf."What is it?""I wanna make preparations for my bro's birthday party in a few weeks' time.""Whose party is it?""Jack's.""In July?" The wolf nodded."It's May.""I know, but you are the only one available to help, aren't you?""Yeah...waaaaaait...how did you get in my house?""Your 'friend' gave me the keys.""Oh, did he now?" 'Friend, who the hell is he talking about? I live alone...' Jake once again nodded. Why are his responses so blunt all of a sudden? Had Vortex done something to offend him?"Now get dressed, seriously, I haven't got time to waste.""C'mon, I got exams soon-""I know, but if I didn't need your help so badly, I wouldn't bother."The younger fur sighed heavily and got up slowly, padding over to his bathroom to get a good look at himself. His fur
A Well-Orchestrated Revenge PlotA Well Orchestrated Revenge PlotBy Vortex SlatefangOne rainy Thursday night, a black wolf, of 29 years, was driving his Toyota Tacoma pickup with relative ease through the rain. He turned the wheel at a junction, and was on the street his house was located on, when his sensitive ears picked up blaring electronic music."Is that...Audio Bullys?" He wondered aloud. His black pickup was swiftly passed by the source of the gaudy sound, a maroon Mitsubishi FTO, driving erratically. Only the front-wheel-drive set up prevented the smaller car's tires from losing traction in the heavy rain as the car's exhaust note burbled to a lower octave, heralding a harsh stamp on the brakes by the driver. "What the hell?!" Jake swore as he threw the truck into a vicious oversteer, not helped by the rain. The FTO had stopped in the middle of the road, and the driver had stepped out. Jake did too. He was wearing his usual all-black attire, and had been driving in his socks; but the wolf had slipped on his
BB's Bad GradeBB's Bad GradeBy Vortex Slatefang (VortexTheFox)One sunny Friday evening, an orange and brown-furred sabrewolf, that is, a Sabrecat/Wolf hybrid, trudged into her house, dragging a small blue bag behind her. She was wearing a black t-shirt, jeans and her favourite Osiris skating shoes, which were black, red and grey in colour. She looked around, and saw no-one in the front room. She thought; 'Maybe they all went out for pizza? Without me...' The poor little sabrewolf was about to cry when she heard a yell of "Darn it to-!" From upstairs.The young hybrid's eyes lit up and she threw her bag onto the green sofa, dashing upstairs into the bedroom that her big brother, Vortex, occupied. He was sat, cross-legged on the floor, head in his hands and a small game controller on the floor. Glancing at the screen, she could see a wrecked black limousine surrounded by several police cars and other black saloon cars. BB sighed and poked Vortex, or Vexie, as she liked to call him, on the shoulder.