Literature
Feral Feasts: Living in the Sunlight
Many people passed by the rustic wooden building without giving it a second glance. It was unremarkable in every way except for the business within, and that was a secret revealed only to those who were curious enough to step inside. To those who had stepped through the door, however, the restaurant was a hidden gem that always called them back for more.
Serling stepped through the door into Feral Feasts again, his tail bobbing behind him, and smiled at the sound of the bell that always announced his arrival. He nodded to the lady who sat behind the counter, a vixen he was sure he had met on previous occasions. She set the book she was r