It was very early, around six am and the only people outside where those going to work at the various restaurants and shops that littered the streets around the city.
Character Development, Fox, Gay Relationships, Love, Mild Abuse, No-Yiff, Relationships, Series, Wolf, Young Love
In the middle of the ship, was a blocky structure with a radar dish on top of it, and was littered with clear, plexiglass windows. _the bridge, no doubt,_ sarzod once again thought to himself.
Alien, Lizard, Monitor, Plot Development, Reptile, SFW, Sci-Fi, Starfox
The trench was damp, and littered with shell casings, and empty ration tins, and as scott splashed into the ankle deep mud, several men looked up at him from dugouts, small rooms carved into the sides of the trench.
Military, Trenches, Violence, world war one
It is also because of this that being mothers only produce one or two child at a time, rather than the litters of our ancient past.
of our hands, i can speak little but to thank them for allowing me to write this paper in the first place.
universe, world building
I happen to be the runt of the litter. yeah six foot runt. when i was a little pup, i had a shard of true ice placed in my paw, and it melded with me. they did it so i could survive the winters without needing so much extra care.
Adventure, Fighting, Magic, Wolf
Not even shoes even though the forest floor was littered with pine needles. i didn't realize that i was staring at his feet, lost in thought, until he was standing in front of me.
Limizuki, Lycanthropes, Snarfalarkus, zombies
From outside we could hear things blowing through the night, like leaves and litter, with the wind and every so often it would howl in the chimney, making proxy's ears twitch and go back.
"you are such a scaredy cat!"
Cat, Lesbian, Wolf
Rusted hulks of metal that had once been cars littered the dirt highway like sleeping giants. some of the hulks cradled fleshless skeletons skeletons in their bellies like macabre decorations.
Rhinoceros, Zombiology, zombie
I guess i'm the runt of the litter. but, i don't mind, it's not like i enjoy being in the house anyway, i prefer the safety and comfort of the outdoors. i had my hunters now in my hands as i stalked my prey. it was a deer. gosh did i love hunting deer!
Cat, Depressing, Fantasy, Illnesses, No-Yiff, Violence
I turned my head abruptly as i was faced with a large white building, the birds singing in the hot crisp air, summer litterally breathing down my furry neck as i strode inside, i smiled warmly as i padded down the nice clean hall, a blue carpet with light
College, First Story, Gay Relationships
It's a simple task; we're known to be smaller and weaker, and there's only usually one of us per litter. other packs are against this practise, and opt instead to abandon us, leaving us to figure out how to survive for ourselves.
Sad, Story Series, Werewolf