After the Storm - Part 2 [Parental Guidance]

Aiden looked at her in the eyes, his soothing blue eyes stared into hers in an effort to ease her pain. "it's... nothing." "nat, that has to be the most horrible lie you've ever said." aiden held her hands, unconvinced by natalie's words.

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Face Value (Species: Foxes Teaser)

"i will," she soothed, letting the insult pass without comment. "trust me." "much as you can trust a fox," he huffed as he bowed to her at the end of the waltz. sam curtsied back, as the dance demanded.

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Furs in Steam Chapter 3

A very soothed look cross her muzzle and her lids half concealed those sparkling jewels, "a bit early don't you think or were you holding something else in mind."

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Thru Shadows Falling

The storm has come down from its peak, and has quieted to a gentle curtain of soothing rain. but the fog is thickening, though i would not have thought that possible. but the fog gets even thicker.

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A Quiet Breakfast

"oh, sure, sure," grace soothed. she let the silence hold for a few seconds, the both of them enjoying their food. grace, despite the opulence and the business, actually could cook quite well. "so, dear, how old are you anyways?" she asked.

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Dry Bone’s Babying Punishment

He couldn't explain it, but he really enjoyed the feeling of the new diaper too, and the smell of powder was soothing to him. why did he mind this so much yesterday?

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A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 48: Recognize

Voices soothed me to slow and finally stop thrashing. discussions came around me, but no one could i understand. words. they were words.

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The Priest and the Orphan Chapter 3

The poor wolf panting and rubbing his stuffed gut to soothe it. he barely could get home that night and he passed out as soon as his head touched the pillow. he was subsequently late for school the next morning.

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Bird's Eye View

Anxious passengers soothed by attendants. do they feel safe in my keeping, guarded by my aluminum skin? life between tarmacs is a solemn duty, bearing my precious cargo forth. a thankless chore, yet i harbour a touch of pride when they curse me.

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Mist and Memories

And me hiding what's in our hearts the mist lets us all play our parts while our memory helps remind us of the pain lost in history memory helps us feel light and joy while the mist guides us in circles, just like a toy the mist calms and soothes

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A Curious Fleet: Piknim/Craklyn

The darkness within was that of a soothing misty evening, pleasantly cool, shadowed enough for any small creature to feel secure, though no predators could stalk them there.

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Paranoia

The wolf held her in a soothing embrace as they continued on towards the camp.