I’m back to writing after the longest time. This has been in the works for the past few months or so and I finally finalised part 1 to actually start posting. The Lion and The Antelope!
If you like stories of fantastical racism, prejudice, the dichotomy of nature vs nurture as well as gay suffrage in a society that does not accept you, check out my Beastars fanfic I’m hosting right now at Archive of Our Own.
I’m updating weekly to twice weekly!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 4 and 5 were just uploaded! Excerpt of Chapter 1: My eyes trace the clump of fur that was now making its way down along the sides of the sink. The fur was of a dark colour, dark brown and almost black in colour. It wasn't long before the clump of fur was joined by a faint, diluted red. I gritted my fangs as my hand instinctively reached out for the high-quality toilet paper Isaac had insisted on purchasing last weekend. I was against it at the time as the thought of wasting money on something so trivial seemed implausible. Now, I am glad I let him talk me into it. Perhaps, he knew I would cut myself trimming my mane again. It wouldn't be the first or the last time this will happen in our shared bathroom. This was my weekly routine. It was scientifically proven that herbivores were more or so intimidated by lions with large manes. It was an instinctive trait passed down through generations of nature.
Chapter 6 is up now!
Chapter 7,8&9 are up!
