Raindrops

[ Cover art by KaisarReitz on FurAffinity. ]

Francis Gale was isolated. The black-backed jackal was born to an increasingly-mad father on a Virginia plantation, tucked safely away from society. Reared amongst pedigreed racehorses and a house of servants. Sheltered from the war on America's doorstep. Soon he discovers a remedy to his loneliness. However, the cost rapidly proves itself to be greater than Francis anticipated.

Zachariah was underestimated. He was the collared lizard brat of a nameless slave and separated from his twin sister Charlotte. Always amiable and supportive of his bosom friend, Francis. A naïve and shallow-minded boy. Yet an unprecedented bitterness lurked within him.

Peter Lawson was forgotten. One of a brood of twelve Catahoula Leopard Dogs, he never stood out from his siblings. He resented the aristocratic world he was thrust into and longed for adventure in the untamed wilderness of his country. But Peter found himself pining after something more than adventure; a daring pursuit to act upon in the face of his society.

Miss Raindrop was born into the rain. The white drop-shaped marking on her forehead was a clear reflection of it. From the moment she laid eyes on her Francis, she was determined to protect him. To be his horse. And she could only witness the storm he was thrust into as a forbidden love and a revolution threatened to drown him.