Recent content by Kinza Rainclaw

Kinza was having no more luck than her brother on the ice. Sitting with her backside going numb on the ground, be-skated footpaws spread out, she huffed and tried to catch her breath and dignity. Maybe joining in the snowball fight would prove more fun if she could find her way over there...

Meanwhile, at the edge of the Slups, another vixen prepared to engage in her first Beating Day. Kinza had been warned about it extensively, especially as a female alone, but that made her only all the more determined to face the challenge. All those rules and regulations aboard the Hide had her...

The vixen's paws clamped to the side of the rowboat as she drew up alongside it, popping her head up to better see the occupant. She was surprised to see they were conscious, but wounded by the looks of it, and more so that they were a mouse. Kinza hadn't really met any mice before, at least not...

Lieutenant Songfox's voice rang out, drawing attention to the ocean. Kinza was already sitting on a bulwark, and someone was going to have to go down there and secure the lines to the boat once they were thrown. She was as good a beast as any to take initiative and she'd accept punishment if...

Desisting on the ribbing now, Kinza nodded and let her gaze take in the sheer size of the Hide, the beauty of her sails and the thrill of movement upon deck that she could glimpse from the dock. She was keen to get a look at the engine, too, whenever she got the chance and wasn't in the way of...

Satisfied her current knots were sorted, Kinza hopped up to sit on the rail, gripping one of the stays to ensure she didn't topple back into the sea. The wind whipped through her fur and bandana and it felt wonderful. She let the sounds of the ship (crew included) and the waves melt through her...

It was strange to think how wildly different their family associations were turning out to be. From emotionally constipated to batscat feral. Kinza hoped she would be able to wriggle out from all of these connections if they suited her, perhaps use others to her advantage. She was her father’s...

“Per’aps if you get any frumpier you’ll stop gettin’ flirted at by your cousins." Kinza's puffy face puffed further with rage. "I'm gonna throw ye off the bleedin' roof!" She advanced on her brother, muzzle peeled in a snarl. What might have happened next was entirely derailed by a sudden...

Being among so many other beasts was a touch overwhelming, but Kinza was determined not to let it faze her. She busied herself with ensuring sheets and stays were secure while listening out for specific orders and, equally to Lorcan, deliberately giving him space to be his own fox without his...

Equally perplexed as her brother, Kinza eyed each todd until she, too, looked to Jeshal. It was a strange feeling, but she wouldn't have said it was particularly uncomfortable. Not for her anyway. The idea of being related to a serial killer in some way felt impressive rather than repulsive. If...

The time had finally come to do what Kinza had dreamed of for years, becoming part of a proper ship's crew, and not just any ship. The very ship both her parents had captained at some point or another. Naturally that brought plenty of pressure with the experience. She was determined she and...

For quite longer than Kinza would have wanted, she stood and stared with a wrinkled and open snout as though the whole room had suddenly been inundated with dung. One moment she was trying to work out what to make of Falun and then— Alwyn. A Ryalor. The name was already family to her through...

Unlike her father, Kinza was less enthused about her changes. What didn’t help was that she had never gone through them before. “Lor, wharrin Gates is happening?” she screeched from her tavern room next to her brother’s. “Is it the bleedin’ food we’re eatin’? Every day I’m getting frumpier’n...

‘Little Freedom’. Like her brother, Kinza had also heard the name and in association with the sort-of-father of the vixen her parents had named this very boat after. She vaguely recalled the mentioning of children that had been aboard the Hide when her parents had sailed her. Falun’s reaction...

Kinza gave a nod of acknowledgement back to Alwyn before she let their guests climb down first. Apparently her father was recognised if Falun’s outburst was anything to go by. She exchanged a glance with her brother and followed, stretching up on tiptoes to try and see what all the fuss was about.