Recent content by SwifttailTheFox

Kaii stirred. Swifttail’s breath caught, and then eased, just slightly. Relief flooded his chest like thawed water through cracked ice. The fox was still with them. Still fighting. “There y’are…” he murmured, brushing Kaii’s shoulder with a trembling paw. “Stay with us.” With a nod to the...

The tang of whale oil hung heavy in the air, thick and cloying in the cramped storage room. Swifttail crouched beside the barrel marked with a faded stamp of the Ministry of Commerce, one paw steadying the small oiler can, the other gripping a brass-handled spigot turned half open. Viscous amber...

Swifttail padded along the darkened edge of the market with quiet steps, the cobblestones glinting faintly in the lamplight. The air was heavy with the scent of old bread, old fish, and brine. He wasn’t usually out this late. But sleep hadn’t come easy tonight. Not after everything they’d seen...

Silvertongue’s voice struck like a lash. Swifttail flinched visibly, his ears pinning back. His breath caught, but he didn’t argue. Couldn’t. The words weren’t cruel. They were honest. Brutally so. He hadn’t even thought Tultow might be alive. He just assumed the worst! Shame crawled up his...

Swifttail’s ears twitched with hope as Finnian turned his way, only to watch, helpless, as the young fox pivoted instead toward the massive corpse of the fallen shrew. “No...wait...” But Finn was already gone. And moments later, Silvertongue rushed after him. Swifttail stood frozen. The...

Swifttail stood quietly, paws clasped before him, the fresh weight of the captain’s oath still settling in his chest like a swallowed stone. He wasn’t sure if he should be proud or nervous. Maybe both. The silence hung heavy for a beat, broken only by the scratch of a pen or the creak of a...

The champion shrew fell. Finny’s voice cut through the chaos like a bell, sharp, triumphant. The battlefield shifted in a heartbeat. The remaining shrews faltered, then turned, their formation crumbling in retreat. Some still raining down arrows as they backed away. The fury of the fight...

Swifttail gave a small nod as Helskyge spoke, his ears tipping attentively. The words weren’t entirely clear, but he caught the gist of what he was saying. Before he could ponder about how he would offer a reply, the wolf continued in Vulpinsulan, inquiring about joining the navy. “Aye,”...

A blur of motion. A whirl of limbs and shouts. Swifttail moved like the snow itself, cutting through the battlefield in flicks and flashes. Every step forward meant another flanker down, another clawed hand turned limp in the frost. His blade, though battered, still bit true. He didn’t notice...

Swifttail chuckled softly, his posture relaxed in the chair as he set his drink down and turned toward the wolf. “Aye, crew mates. Morgan and I served aboard The Golden Hide, an Imperium vessel. Just got back from a voyage not long ago.” He scratched lightly at the side of his muzzle, glancing...

Swifttail winced, ears flicking down at the edge in her voice. He hadn’t meant to offend, but he could feel her disappointment like a draft under a door, cold and creeping. His paw tightened slightly around the glass. “Aye… that’s fair,” he said quietly. He took a breath, fur bristling faintly...

Swifttail stood in stunned silence a breath longer than he meant to. Silvertongue was alive. The bleeding had stopped. But his own heartbeat still thudded in his ears like it hadn't gotten the message. His eyes held on Silvertongue’s form, unwilling to look away, unwilling to move. But he...

Swifttail was trying. He really was. His broken paw throbbed with every heartbeat, the pain blooming up his arm like fire. But he grit his teeth and focused on Silvertongue, whose head had come to rest against his shoulder. For the briefest moment, everything was still. Just the warmth of...

Swifttail watched as Izakis stepped off toward the bar, and with a moment of hesitation, he pulled out a chair and took a seat. His eyes flicked toward the wolf, then away again uneasily, but doing his best not to let it show. The sheer presence of the canid beast at the same table had his...

Swifttail gave a slow nod to Barrett, though his eyes didn’t quite focus. Everything felt too loud, too bright. The battle’s chaos beyond the tent flaps, the weight of Silvertongue sagging against him, the throbbing fire in his broken paw...it all swirled together into a numbing haze. Still, he...