Thieves Chapter 1 - Flight
The fox followed the human, as he had told him, to the table on which the rat sat.
Clown Mare 2-3
I'll set the money down at the end table my dear." she walked towards the end table and sat the coin of money down. the duke walked over to the bed, when the duchess jumped on the bed.
The Queen's Consort pt1
Determining it to be safe enough she turned over her mug to the table as enek watched the solid chunk of ice slide free and drop to the tables surface. "magic.."
Dreamer's Paradise: The begining
He found a large computer library, a large hall with wide tables. each table was filled with multiple computer or interface units with a variety of types and brands.
Pokemon: The Warrior's Oath
Hair just going down his hair, which was as black as darkrai body, and eyes as green as a flygon's main skin color, the trainer and keeper of six different pokémon placed three plates on the table, three more on a much smaller table next to each.
Pokemon: Lewd Ruby Ch. 4
She asked, looking at the umbreon as he smirked at her, the melon on the table sliding into pieces. “oh. umm, thanks jinx?” “bre!” he replied cheerfully, hopping down off the table to curl up at her feet.
Dragon In The Lunch Room.
Instead, she lowered herself to the ground beside the table, tail coiling in a neat half-circle behind her. big frame. dense. muscle under scale. old scars crossing newer ones. freaky.
What Was Broken [4]
Anthony dropped back in his chair as tracy made a slow turn to amble back to her table.
The Search for Ka'Le (2/15)
"yeah, back table on the left," draggor replied. "the one with the teeth." both xander and alkali saw what the demonborn meant as they casually gazed over at the back table where several men were playing cards.
The Prize Bird
Her sides sagged over the table as she kept going, quickly becoming the largest thing in the room, larger than the voluminous king himself. but she kept going, even as the food left on the table dwindled...
The Machine Stops
He put his hand back on the table. "one sculpture of a macar tree fruit, in glass." the table whirred and opened, presenting a clear, spiky model the size of a lemon. it, too, radiated strongly. "you see?
Surrender: Chapter 1
They arrived at a solitary white table, a pre-prepped human table in its center, tiny silverware and all. she had to wonder if they needed human employees for that.