"he doesn't seem to have an owner."
"he needs a place to stay. jenny, can you take him to that farm up the hill."
"sure thing."
\* \* \*
"so your telling me, you found him buried, then you took him to the hospital, and he has no owner?"
Cyndaquil, Death, Eevee, Joy, Pokemon, miracale, shadow, surgery
Around shira, all shi could see were the scales of hir ... owner? master? what word would suit someone who so held hir in the palm of his hand? his body was all around hir, while the only sounds were that of his heartbeat and breathing.
Cage, Clean, Dragon, Dragoness, Hermaphrodite, Male, Micro, Muscle, No-Yiff, Shrinking
Her owner, a young girl, was not particularly far away. she sat slumped at her desk a few feet from the pig's cage, her head resting on folded arms as if just taking a short nap.
Zombilology, guinea pig, zombie
A pink, glowing meteor tore through, slamming zev right in the stomach and pushing him back a few inches before it disappeared, wanghu returning to his owner's field.
Clean, Muscle Growth, YuGiOh, clothes, ripping
With a fair amount of resistance, he managed to pry the weapon out of its owner's fingers. shortly after taking possession of it, though, he felt a sharp tug on the back of his collar.
Digimon, Drama, Fanfiction, Renamon
But owner of the tavern should be here"
"well, thank you. and have fun"
"thank you. maybe we will meet again."
"maybe we will."
ardrehir went to the tavern. as that villager said, owner was sitting in there.
Dragon, Story, WIP
Jenna looked at her owner, feeling reluctant - she rarely left rosy's side. looking back at steele, jenna saw his expectant face, and decided to follow him to see the wolf-dog.
"he won't hurt us, will he?" she asked.
"nah, he's too gentle.
Balto, Clean, Feral, Husky, Jenna, Malamute, No-Yiff, Non-Anthro, Prologue, Wolf-dog, steele