Anthropia 10
Lycan face pawed with a sigh at the revelation of jakra being freed, but he didn't sound angry, but rather more like he was pitying a niave child. "oh, you're still clinging to that, are you?"
More then just friends... lDriving down memory lanel
This thought came up automatically to him maybe it was all just pity to meet this wolf? soon lexiharin was overwhelmed with thoughts that soon became a massive irritation.
Lion King III: The Pridelands Reborn Chapter XV
Brasta shook his head robotically, and looked up at me, eyes now pitiful and red from dust and crying. he was a sight to be feared- his coat spattered with blood, his claws coated with the same, and a couple scratches on his back.
Mistaken Identity: A Drabble
The sheep stared at the bumbling shepherd and shook her head out of pity. it was very awkward moment for the both of them. the shepherd found his glasses soon enough and put them on. "oh dear. this isn't good." "what?"
Crushed
It could be envy, it could be jealousy, it could be pity, but i know for sure it's sadness. a thing that has kept me in its cage since day one. only to not be freed but only trapped there forever.
rummors(song)
I'm drowning in my sorrows don't pity me for i'm just a loser. you can't shout loud enough at what they say on the walls. there is a rope in my rome next to a slow rocking chair. sleep now to forget all this pain.
The girl I knew.
She never looked for pity, or sympathy from you. that's why she'll always be, the strongest girl i ever knew.
Fates of the Unicorns 82 - Bloom
pity to not give him a chance. might as well see how he does." rahmor watched the two big dragons talk, getting to his feet and walking into the area clearly set aside.
Leviathan 09: Gospel in Chrome
She's smiling softly at him, the way people do when they're trying to show how restrained they can be with their pity. it's almost convincing. "last bit is a formality, just sign this, bio-sig."
The Sonnet to the Stalker
My fears thou' wolf who, i assume, wants us to date the boy thinks that i know not that he stares or that he swoons and drops his mouth in awe oh joy, he might profess to me his cares think not, he chose to make out with his paw though pity
Till the end...
Each one with you is infinitely kind i hold a cold hand for the final time till soil & tears surround what's left behind hear now, i shall stand as best i can, till tears fall & my composure begins to unwind when that happens, forgive me for my pitiful
Eternal Rain
It's an ideal of the person i imitated not even my voice can escape the gloom i wonder if i'll ever be able to take off this mask of pity and regret, and embrace my gorgeous past, which is all just a pile of lies...