A Home for Scales

A Home for Scales

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing7h 13m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 8, 2023
Nikalandra, an 18 year old human and American crocodile crossbreed, hasn't had the easiest past. Being abandoned only months after his birth, he grew up his whole life in a small orphanage. No one had ever given him a chance, no one ever wanted him... because he was crossbred. Holding many mixed human and crocodile like qualities, his appearance seems more frightening, or different from many others. Not only his appearance, but also the mutations that come with being crossbred. For Nikalandra, he was quite unfortunate, having many health and stress problems growing up because of this. Yet, his caretakers at the orphanage never let up, always helping, and always teaching him how to pursue and live a good life. Because of them, and the highly respectable headmaster at Hollowtree College, he has been given an opportunity. To attend college, but not just for better education. To get out in the world. To meet new people, make new friends. To find... home, and what home means.
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Meridian has dedicated her life to the growth of her pack. When her mate mysteriously shows up in her life, things begin to seem perfect. That is, until unknown enemies threaten the stability of the pack she's worked so hard to build. Will she lose everything, or will her love truly be able to conquer all? "It's crazy, but I saw a wolf in the woods yesterday, and something told me I should follow it. I could, um, smell honey and coconut, and I followed that smell here. You probably think I'm insane," he mumbles, smiling sadly, "and you have guests, so I'll leave now." He must not be a wolf, because we can associate certain scents with friends and loved ones, and he seemed confused by the idea. But I can't deny the sparks we felt when we touched earlier, and before I can help it I'm calling to him. "Wait, please, come inside! I'm Meridian," I smile, holding out my hand. He smiles, saying, "I'm Malachi, nice to meet you," before shaking my hand, making goosebumps spread across my skin at the contact. Clearing my throat as I blush, I step aside and let him enter my home. If he's a human, this is the dumbest thing I've ever done."

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