Krek's Flight ( DitD Fan Fiction )
The guards patrolling the streets far below weren't helping his anxiety. he could just pick out the archers in the streets below, and though they never looked up, krek was still apprehensive of them.
Set Me Free ch 5
Once inside the glass doors, i immediately knew it would be a while before i could head out on patrol. a wide grin walked towards me, dragging a slender doberman with it.
The Gift of a Stranger - Chapter 4
The lieutenant that had been in command of her patrol had been concerned and had sent her home.
A Brief History of my World
The only place to get appearance applications to speak to the sages was within a fang patrol office. and who processed the applications and passed them on to the sages? you guessed it, the fang patrol.
The Artful Dodger
Even though he had prime opportunities to fire straight into the blazing blue engines of the patrol ship, he kept his weapons systems safely offline. he knew attacking the patrol ship would only bring him more trouble.
What Lies Beyond the Walls, Book I: Chapter 19
Tike rubbed his forehead, trying to remember all the good times he had with the long patrol. but for every positive, there always seemed to be the foreboding agony or stress that followed.
Savage City: Day Two: Incoming.
It looked as if everyone started to relax until someone asked, "why are the officers that are on patrol seem to be armed to the teeth if you'll pardon the pun."
Brothers in Arms
#1 of brothers in arms tim unlaced his boots, "i hate this, the sand, the heat, the endless patrolling."
Thursday Writing Prompt: Scuffle and Blue
Scuffle and Blue "And that's when I caught my uncle doing my mom in our parents bedroom, She~" and the manatee's flipper came down smacking the snooze button. He turned around in bed. "What are you doing?" The she sea lion's mumbles came at...
Kindred Spirits, White Fangs in White Snow
The patrol moved into view once more, coming up to the sentry, the single soldier calling out to them as they approached.
A Much Needed Break
He kept on moving through the shelves, every so often having to duck behind some boxes to avoid a wandering patrol bot. though there were only a few patrol bots here and there, so it really wasn't that hard to avoid them.
Midnight Bone (WIFWOLF)
In the middle of the night, trying to sneak into an abandoned mental asylum to get some nice urbex photos and brag to all your friends, maybe bring back a souvenir or two \>but then you made it all the way there only to find several security guards patrolling