Short stories and serials by Alexandra Herakai

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Heart in the Right Place

The slate-grey young canid shifted his punch-dagger in his hand, making sure for what must have been the hundredth time that he could quickly go from having the weapon palmed and nearly invisible in his hand to having it ready to be used. Even though he’d been assured the beasts kept in the palace were all ornamental, giving anyone a chance to sound the alarm before he’d downed his target would be a very bad thing indeed. A shiver ran through his dense, plush fur, and his large, pointed ears twitched. He’d always prided himself on fighting the good fight, doing the right thing, but freeing an entire country from a tyrant was an almost dizzying difference in scope from his past experiences.

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