The Pursuit
The clueless hound held up a baseball and an old wooden bat. #### #### i shrugged at brandon, "you think i should?"
Kingdom of the Old Demons: Chapter 7
"(ashen sorcerers are ash hounds with a special ability to manipulate ash. we ash priests are the only ones trained to detect the traces of manipulation and trace them.
WOLVES MIST - Chapter 2(.1)
When his eyelids inexorable grinded open, he stared in stunned silence at the slathering hounds charging down on him.
Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-four
But i looked at the hound. something in the pleading sincerity of his eyes convinced me to take this thing with me, despite the lack of obvious use.
Battle Plans
{hunter gwen, what ever that group was on the horses with the hounds were, they left with considerably more hounds. i suggest you send someone here to gather the wounded ones, i do not think they will follow me as i cannot protect them}.
Alabaster and the Ring of Winter - Chapter 1 - The Midsummer Festival
The feline's body crumpled to the ground, lifeless as the forest troll pushed it out of the way, standing menacingly before the hound. towson shook off his shock quickly, leaping back a few steps and readying his spear.
Enough without Home
I broke the chain of your seething bane my scars now my armor as i release all i have held away on you like the hound of hell. this is my stand, this is my cry, and these are my words. home!!!! home!!!! enough!!!! enough!!!
chapter 15
They are currently in arbal with eshdar, a hornless hound, and a human. they are travelling with a red carriage." "where are they going?"
Wolves' Legacy 2: Chapter 20 Part 2
Rhynsa couldn't back them up when he was fighting one on one with the mysterious hound, where both were equal in hand-to-hand combat.
Hellhounds: Bait
"all right hounds check your weapons and take your positions. be ready for anything!" "okay--" "and i don't want any lip from you, smart-ass!" said riesling, pointing in his face. smart-ass sighed in defeat.
LLST #8 ~ Hot Shot
They pounced with teeth and claws bared, half-formed hounds each aiming for a different spot. the tiger dove into a roll between two, narrowly avoiding the collision.
Reading Nook
I drop to my knees and hug the hound. with squeaks of old floorboards joe walks in "what's wrong, claire?" he asks. "did that boy cause you problems? " he then grins, "or is his lip bleedin'?"