Little Poker

POKE! She poked me. I was in the middle of reading a very important international news article about the election politics in Karmanistan, and the little vixen poked me. I turned my head toward her with the scariest dominastiest expression on my face, and the anger, or at least the irritation wasn’t even feigned. The …

Trap

A timid knock on the door. It’s amazing how much you can tell about someone just by how they knock. This creature knocked two and a half times. Literally. The first one was reasonably audible, the second one much less so, and the third was… you could tell that she barely touched the door and …