Stories » Furries in Space (Working title)

These are not all of the characters that will appear in the story. It's just the one's I have a full background of so far.
And the story is only the beginning of course and will continue!

Please tell me what you think so far.

Last name: Parkins
First name: Laura
Rank: Captain
Position: Captain
Gender: Female
Age: 40
Date of Birth: 2350-12-15
Place of Origin: New York/ Earth
Marital Status: Single
Race: Lion (black)
Height: 2,10 m
Weight: 130 kg
Eyes: dark blue (piercing)
Fur: Soft shiny black fur all over her body
Hair: Black, surfer style hair cut
Tail: Lion with black tuft
Appearance: paw pads, nose and mouth light pink, claws dark gray, tattoo on her right butt cheek, digi-grade legs
Character: warm, friendly, diplomatic, humorous
Background:
2367 – 2374: Academy – Command (Lt. jr. grade)
2374 – 2376: Utopia Planetia (Lt. jr. grade)
2376 – 2379: USS Rose (Lt.)
2379 – 2383: USS Rose (Lt. Cmdr.)
2383 – 2390: USS Rose (Cmdr.)

Laura was a good pupil with some very close friends she is in contact with still. It wasn’t easy for her to make friends but when she did it was usually for life.

Though she only made it into the Academy at her second attempt she was a good student. Her father was in Starfleet himself, an Admiral now after a command career and her mother worked at McKinley Station designing starships.

In her free time she liked to read, work out, long walks (on the Holodeck),

Her favorite food was Chinese, drink was orange juice and she loved sweets.

The lioness is very flirtatious (both genders) but she’s only had 3 short relationships so far; a lot of one-night-stands but she hasn’t found the right person yet.

 
Last name: Howler
First name: Chris
Rank: Commander
Position: Commander
Gender: Female
Age: 35
Date of Birth: 2355-06-16
Place of Origin: Denver/ Earth
Marital Status: Single
Race: Wolf
Height: 2,03 m
Weight: 110 kg
Eyes: light brown
Fur: gray with darker markings
Hair: full mane
Tail: Wolf, gray with a darker stripe along the upper length
Appearance: nose black, paw pads dark gray, mouth light pink, claws white, digi-grade legs
Character: aloof, seems arrogant but is friendly when she knows someone better, brooding
Background:
2371 – 2375: Academy – Command (Ens.)
2375 – 2378: USS Valkyrie (Ens.)
2378 – 2379: USS Valkyrie (Lt.)
2379 – 2385: USS Valkyrie (Lt. Cmdr.)
2385 – 2390: USS Horatio (Cmdr.)

Chirs has always been a quiet child, her parents preferred science over anything bodily and kept the little wolf at a certain distance. They were disappointed when they learned that Chris wanted to join Starfleet and their contact was irregular.

16 years old the wolf was on her own and she excelled on her chosen path concentrating on her career rather than personal relationships so she had little to no friends.

During her free time Chris made a lot of sports like Velocity, Parrises squares, swimming, running, hiking and so on, she spent a lot of time on her own and was a brooding person.

Her favorite food was Steak in all forms, tea in all kinds of flavors was her favorite beverage.

With her aloofness it is hard getting to know Chris and she hadn’t had a real relationship yet though she yearned for a partner.

 
Last name: Morris
First name: Andrew/ Andy
Rank: Lt. Commander
Position: Tactical
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Date of Birth: 2355-01-03
Place of Origin: Mars
Marital Status: Single
Race: Thel © Sylver Bu
Height: 2,13 m
Weight: 135 kg
Eyes: dark green
Fur: black Tiger, black fur with white stripes
Hair: long flexible mane sticking out in all directions
Tail: long with a pointed tip
Appearance: Wings like a second pair of arms and paws, fingers of that paw prolonged with a thick membrane in-between, hooved feet, clawed paws, horns on his forehead, long pointy ears, tiger face, digi-grade legs
Character: Sociable, womanizer, very friendly
Background:
2371 – 2375: Academy – Security (Ens.)
2375 – 2379: USS Zeus (Ens.)
2379 – 2385: USS Zeus (Lt.)
2385 – 2390: USS Baron (Lt. Cmdr.)

Even as a small child Andrew was fascinated with weapons supported by his father who was a Tactical officer in Starfleet. His mother died early so he grew up on starships with his father and joined the Academy at the age of 16.

He is a very sociable person and had a lot of friends and was very good with weapons and at Tactics.

In his free time Andrew liked to train and run on the Holodeck, baking, Genealogy.

His favorite foods are Crabs, Uttaberry Crepes and his favorite beverage is Enyak’s milk.

The Thel is a womanizer trying to sleep with every woman he meets which gets him into trouble a lot.


Last name: Peters
First name: Thomas/ Tom
Rank: Lieutenant
Position: Pilot
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Date of Birth: 2363-07-25
Place of Origin: Sidney/ Earth
Marital Status: Married
Race: Phoenix
Height: 1,85 m
Weight: 80 kg
Eyes: yellow
Feathers: black
Tail: long black feathers, the tips are yellow feathers with blue and red eyes
Appearance: Yellow beak, black clawed paws and feet, wings, crown of yellow feathers with blue and red eyes, digi-grade legs
Character: Flyboy, sociable, friendly with a lot of friends
Background:
2380 – 2384: Academy – Navigation (Ens.)
2384 – 2390: USS Defiant (Ens.)
2390: USS Challenger (Lt.)

Though Thomas is a bird he always wanted to join Starfleet and fly a starship. From the moment in his childhood he heard about a starship for the first time. He worked hard and got into the Academy at his first attempt graduating as the top pilot of his year. When he learned about the Challenger he applied and was chosen from hundreds of pilots.

In his free time he likes to fly (with his own wings) either on the Holodeck or on a planet, write, read, workout.

His favorite food is all sorts of cereals and he likes milk above all else.

He has had a lot of women, a new one each day but the right one hasn’t been among them so far.



Furries in Space
by Tanja

The black lion was sitting in the co-pilot’s chair of a class 9 shuttle able to see different starships in the various docks floating around Utopia Planetia. It wasn’t the first time she took this route but usually she flew the shuttle herself. Those times were over though now that she was the Captain of her own ship which made her smile. She hadn’t expected to be offered her own command this early in her career and it made her proud.

“There’s the Challenger,” the Ensign at the controls said motioning his feathery head out the window at a ship appearing in front of them.

The ship was huge compared to the shuttle but you couldn’t see the whole beauty yet since it was still in dry dock. For the past 6 months she’d had her snout in the schematics so she knew the ship like the back of her paw. They reached the front and flew along its length, the main part of the vessel shaped like an arrow with the 4 nacelles two on each side. Reaching the back they approached the hangar and landed in the brightly lit room.

“Admiral Melba is waiting for you,” the Ensign said opening the hatch for her.

Getting up she straightened her red uniform. “Thanks Ensign,” she said with a smile and a nod.

Her tail was swinging lightly from side to side as she walked to the hatch and she had to duck her head slightly as she got out.

A few feet in front of her stood a green Gecko dressed in his Admiral uniform. Saluting him she stood at least a head taller than him and her features were serious while he smiled.

“At ease, Captain,” he ordered with a grin and stepped closer to hug her. “So what do you think?” Letting go of her he looked her in the dark blue piercing eyes.

“Beautiful,” she answered and looked around the shuttle bay as he motioned for the doors.

“She’s not a woman,” he joked and they left the hangar side by side.

Laughing the black lion shook her head. “But I’m sure she’s just as temperamental.”

“You could be right about that,” he agreed and called for the turbolift as they reached it. “Bridge,” the Admiral ordered the computer when they entered.

The doors swished open to reveal a round room which was dominated by a single chair near the back wall. Steps led to a lower lever where two chairs were facing the screen sitting in front of two consoles.

Right to their left was the Engineering console, next to it the environmental controls, the main display behind the Captain’s chair showed an over-view of the ship and its functions. Next was the science station, then Tactical. A door led away from the bridge and next to it was the Communications terminal; the big screen showed the stars outside and the occasional shuttle flying by. The circle was completed with the Astrometric’s console to the right of the turbolift.

As they stepped out of the lift the Admiral led the lion down a small flight of stairs which was mirrored on the other side in front of the other door. Standing in the pit which was circled by railings on either side of the chair and the consoles in the front she looked around.

“I thought it would be bigger,” the lion said letting her gaze roam over the chairs in front of each console; only the main display had two chairs.

“Schematics are often deceiving,” the Admiral remarked climbing the stairs to the Captain’s chair. “She’s yours,” he said with a smile and an inviting gesture at the chair.

Moving closer she stopped at the bottom and smiled up at the Gecko; taking a small bow she walked up, turned around and straightened her uniform tunic she sat down placing her paws on the armrests. She crossed her legs and you were not able to see where the pants started since she preferred to show off her black digitigrade legs.

The Admiral on the other paw like the lion preferred to show his digitigrade legs as well and since his were green you could see the pants ended just beneath his knees.

“You have 5 days to get to know your crew before you are due for the final tests. Do as you please with the Challenger until then,” the Admiral informed her and motioned for the other door. “I’m sure you want to see your Ready Room now.”

“I would like that, yes,” she said and got up her tail pulling out of the hole that was cut into the backrest of every chair for more comfort.

The lion followed the Admiral and they stepped through the other door where a corridor led to the Ready Room. It was medium size with a desk, chair, some consoles on the wall and PADDs as well as a terminal on the desk to the right of the door. Next there was a big window with a couch and a table beneath. A door led into yet another room and on the left wall were some empty boards and a replicator right next to the door.

“The slip stream is ready, the Astrometrics lab as well and your crew should start arriving at 1100 hours tomorrow. You should use the time and get comfortable. I take it you brought your luggage?” the Admiral asked with a grin.

“You know me too well, Abra,” the Captain said putting an arm around the Gecko’s waist which he did as well.

“I would hope so, my sweet Laura. I was the one who helped your parents take care of you. I was your teacher for 4 years and your mentor ever since you left the Academy,” the Admiral said as they entered the Conference Room and left it again to head to the turbolift.

“Don’t remind me of how bad a child I was,” she said wrinkling her nose with a grin.

“You were never bad just head-strong.” His elegant paw hit her shoulder in a friendly clap and he let her enter the lift first. “So… what do you want to see now?”

“Astrometrics,” she answered and the lift started its ride. “How is Molly?”

Grinning broadly the Admiral winked. “Head-strong as always. I’m glad we’re stationed at different posts… we’d be in constant fights otherwise.”

Laura had always loved spending time at her mentor’s house when he and his wife were on vacation and she could join them in Africa. Though she was born in New York she felt at home in Africa which must be due to the fact that her ancestors came from there. But to be honest to herself, the place she felt most comfortable at was a starship. Early on she’d dreamt about commanding one and now that she did she could hardly believe it.

The doors opened permitting them into the corridor that lead to the Astrometrics lab and they were soon entering the room with the biggest screen on the ship.

At the console in front of the dais was standing a Cheetah with their back turned to them but they stopped working when Laura and the Admiral entered, their ears twitching.

The black lion stopped in her tracks as the woman turned with her paws clasped behind her back and a smile on her face.

To be continued