Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 21
He pauses to wave to the italian greyhound, then notices the leopard in the front row. "well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes?" loiola nods. "good to see you too, sir." "how are you these days? how's the knee?"
Catch Me If You Can
Lisa was a rather elegant looking greyhound whom jack had been seeing lately. rusty had met her briefly just once, and remembered only with some irritation that she had called him "a cute little guy."
Raquel's Trade Pt. 5
The robed figure watched as the ragged mink stood up and stumbled along to the greyhound station. **_i'm sorry, kayleigh_, ** he thought.
Jungle Blues
The identified vulpine turned to the speaker and saw a haggard greyhound in a frayed officer's uniform, his left arm wrapped in gauze and held up by a sling. “yeah…that's me. you are?" fox asked curiously. the grey furred canine sighed sadly.
Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 38
The greyhound looks around the room, paying special attention to the stern looks from hoeness and pica. "we still haven't gotten off her case; we really don't think she belongs here." miranda nods.
Mayday
After all, he hadn't forgotten about the greyhound's promise to find him a date... although, the idea didn't seem all that alien to him when he thought about ella.
The Planet of The Dolphins
The first he had even known about the bottlenose was when ishmael had stepped through the side of a greyhound bus and inverted the damned dolphin. "and i assume that it was ishmael who saved you?" "always," said herman.
Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 17.
"not as much as the greyhound is. when you leave, it's gonna be worse than before." "yeah, i'm sorry about that. i didn't take you into account when i quit. it just happened.
A Reading From the Gospel According to the Wolf
At the edge was a greyhound station. well, a stop, really.
The Martian Fuhrer: A Furry Pulp (Old)
There she was, a petite greyhound with an even coat, hair long in her youth, longer than it was now. isabella, framed in too many years to admit, gray and worn photo paper looking aimlessly from the little locket.
To Wish For Simplicity...
“don’t we all katt…” the bulldog sighed heavily, and for a moment, he looked just like the worn down greyhound they had met on zoness. “i don’t think we’d be having this conversation right now if not for the vanguard you sent over.
Entertainment of the Gods: Chapter 4 Strange Surroundings
As he looked at the creatures rear legs, which looked like the legs of a greyhound on steroids, he noticed a deep bit wound, and he knew he hadn't put it there.