existence: chapter eight
The silence was broken when a buzzing noise began emanating from linkin's pocket. the canine's ears twitched, and reached into his pocket to take out his phone.
The Winter Night
I take my paws of out my pocket and remove one side of my mittens. brushing off the snow i feel a presence behind me and turn around. sadly there is no one there.
The Big Things. Chapter One.
“i want to add pockets. on the inside. tunnels and passages through the sweater. to seal off the ends so there is no risk of dropping something. able to put my hand in the front pocket,” pedro fingered the fabric. “and, uh, feel you there.
Passing the Flame - a Wolfie Steel short story
I swallow around a lump in my throat, my ears pinned to my skull, then jump as the burner phone in my breast pocket vibrates, alerting me to an incoming message from my client. “entering the pub now.”
Pokémon: New World (Chapter Three: Heading Out)
We finished them quickly, and i stuffed the trash into the same pocket as the rest of the garbage. again, we continued on in a comfortable silence. we arrived back at sandgem at 1800h (6:00 pm).
Prolouge: First Steps
I nodded and casually turned away, down a hall to the place where the g-m lockers were kept. i located my locker (locker 756) tucked away in the corner and started to move over to it, pulling out the small key from my pocket.
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 08: One-Night Stand, or Not
_ the red wolf gulped, his hands hidden in his dark blue hoodie pocket. his gaze was sharp; he looked like he was punched.
The Newland Chronicals: Mother
Carlof reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket-watch. he grumbled and fussed, winding his watch before pocketing it again. the pale yellow sun had awakened to a gloomy day.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHapter 18: The Battle to be Normal: part 3
"and im still as dry as that bloody desert " i whined reaching into my pocket grabbing a little gold tube. "well might as well have some fun." i purred opening the small cap of the cartridge.
Furs in Steam Chapter 1
Drawing his pocket watch, he hadn't bother to check the clock in the manor before leaving, lesus assured himself there would be plenty of time to make either of the shows.
Personality Cleavage
He looted the doberman's pants and coat, pocketing cash and cards like he was a little kid taking candy from a halloween bowl. when he was finished, he picked up his baseball bat and the cat's knife, sticking that into his pocket.
Friends Got Talent! Part 2
The skunk's eyelids opened slowly showing a slight glazed expression as his eyes instantly tracked the arc of the snake's pocket watch.