by Cynthia Coffen | Apr 1, 2026 | General
The lodge came into view just beyond the bend, anchored into the bank and rising from the water in thick layers of cut timber and packed mud. Bracken slowed in the current, murmuring to himself, “Still buildin’ tight.” A ripple broke the surface near the lodge, then...
by Dylan Weiss | Feb 27, 2026 | General
Bracken remained beside Wiley and Quinn, weighing the implications of shifting his entire crew from their steady work near the mill to begin building upstream that very evening. He studied the current as it pressed on, easing past the old mill supports. Then, after...
by Dylan Weiss | Dec 10, 2025 | General
Morning came gently, with the Harvest Moon fading into a pale golden sky. The scent of toasted oats and warm biscuits drifted through Abigail’s apartment as all but the groundhogs gathered around her small kitchen table. Quinn rubbed tired eyes while Wiley, who had...
by Dylan Weiss | Nov 13, 2025 | General
After leaving Scout’s mole-hole home, the three set out for Abigail’s apartment, only a short distance away. Each, lost in thought, quietly pondered the next steps. Wiley’s mind turned to how he might convince the beavers, as Scout had pointed out earlier, to...
by Dylan Weiss | Oct 15, 2025 | General
Thunderstruck, Abigail stared at the ancient map — a relic that still bore the timeless imprint of Brenston Beaver’s paw. Each mark burned with warning: fierce currents demanding double dams, floods rising with the spring thaws, and at the Eastern Crossing, ground so...
by Dylan Weiss | Sep 4, 2025 | General
After Scout shared the surprising information about his Uncle Willie Weasel having mated and raised kits, an astounded Abigail—along with the groundhogs—gathered closer, eager for more details about this new character, Wiley Weasel, who evidently was Scout’s cousin....
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