Recent content by Marianna Furotazzi

The invitation had been unnerving for a number of reasons. First, it had been addressed to Falun and Marianna by name, delivered to the Lilting Lily, the tavern that served as a front for their operations. A second copy was sent to the small warehouse that served as a Tazzi flophouse and the...

The grave was, as always, characteristically silent save for the low moan of the wind blowing between the stones around them. Marianna moved her paw from her stomach to rest atop Ivo's, pawfingers interlacing. "I don't know what she'd approve or disapprove of," she said softly, "but I like to...

As Ivo came up beside her, Marianna glanced over her shoulder, relief and vulnerability washing over the raw tension of her nerves. She leaned into his sidelong embrace, resting her head on his shoulder. "Thank you," she breathed, letting her tears fall onto his coat before they could...

It was rare for Marianna to look shocked; the expression as her mouth dropped open was priceless. "You..." Tears started to gather in her eyes again, and she thumped his shoulder with her fist before she broke down. "Ivo, you tailhole, making me cry!" She kissed him through the rain of tears...

Marianna's relief was palpable as she nuzzled her partner, kissing his cheek softly. "Okay," she agreed, pulling back to smile at him. "We'll figure it out together. At least we know the bar is set very low when it comes to outdoing out own parents." Her smile turned mischievous as she added...

Marianna blinked away tears as she kissed Ivo, her shoulders sagging as she rested herself in his embrace. As they broke their kiss, she hurried to murmur a few assurances. "If you become scared or unsure, or decide you aren't ready, I won't hold it against you. Fatherhood is... It's a big...

Marianna was quiet for a moment, burying her face in Ivo's chest. "I can't believe they were rotten," she said quietly, "because I know you aren't. I see the caring, concerned, careful todd you are, and I can't believe that came all from the gang who took you in. I have to believe that part of...

Marianna knelt and set the flowers down on the grave, replacing the dessicated husks that had mostly been overtaken by grass and weeds. She carefully brushed away the detritus that had gathered on the face of the tombstone, using her claw to clean out the engraved letters. Dr. Julia Freedom...

Marianna curled into Ivo's embrace, letting the exhaustion wash over her now that she no longer had to be upright. Her voice was quiet for a moment before she softly inquired, "Do you ever wonder about your parents? Who they were, if they loved you, if they missed you after you were gone? If...

Marianna nuzzled against Ivo, slipping her arms around him and stepping into his embrace. "I know," she murmured. "I trust your judgment; you're the one beast I do trust that way. I just... Sometimes it gets exhausting, always being on guard. Sometimes I wonder if it wouldn't be easier just to...

As soon as the todd was gone, Marianna's shoulders slumped, and she turned to lean her face into Ivo's shoulder. He wasn't particularly tall compared to her, but she was glad to be able to simply relax against his chest from time to time. "That was a lot," she remarked, weariness dogging her...

Marianna slowly exhaled, her shoulders slumping, as the performer turned away, the exhaustion of having to manage both her lover and an asset she was relying upon for future heists crashing down upon her. Ivo's suspicious nature was truly an asset, though sometimes his tendency to dig, searching...

Oh, he was good. Marianna felt a small flush rise to her face at his antics, despite her quite contented relationship with Ivo. Dashing, eloquent, and handsome? Inside her, a younger Marianna was swooning. It was the older Marianna who held her firmly down, wisdom gained from dancing in and out...

Marianna couldn't quite keep a bemused smile from crossing her face at the performer's seductive invitation. In her early twenties, when she'd been insecure and readily fell into the arms of any male who gave her attention (including, to her shame, a few married todds), that little jest might...

Marianna listened to the fox's scramble to explain himself, to add nuance to his equivocations. In truth, she could understand his perspective entirely too well. Coming from two lines of wealthy foxes, and adopted into a third, she was well and truly familiar with the kind of talk that lauded...