Three young men from very different homes, just coming into their own sexuality, bond at a time when information about homosexuality is scarce to the average teen. Their strong connection cannot survive high school and heartache, however, and their triangle collapses under the weight of prejudice and a need to escape.<br><br>Ten years later, Tucker is bitter and hurt by all the tragedy in his life since those long ago happier days. Reclusive, somewhat animalistic, and completely content to stay that way, he’s brought up short by an unexpected confrontation with the past and feelings that won't stay buried.

Fur, Feathers, and Claws

“What, Tucker?” Chad said it like he knew Tucker was worried.


“It’s going to be alright. This place is like a fortress: every habitat is strong and secure. It may be a good thing Glory got out when she did. Now I know she’s in lockdown and double-checked everyone else.” Tucker tried to smile. It didn’t matter. Chad wasn’t even looking at him. “We make a good team. Help me slide the barricade.” Tucker reached for a handle and pulled a heavy steel door, virtually invisible when slid back into its pocket, across the front of the shelter. 


“You didn’t need my help,” Chad commented.


“Moral support.” Tucker shrugged. “Come…sit on the blanket.”


The protection of the door, though necessary, made things sound considerably worse. The rain pounding against it, other objects flying into it: there was an awful lot of noise, which put Chad more ill at ease. Tucker took a seat and patted the spot beside him. “Come on. Just like high school.”


Chapter 87