Friendship to Love
Then he took off his neck with a simple tribal hook and placed it around my neck. "well, because you know have my favorite neck lace i got in jamaica." he said then he kissed my forehead then left.
The Lead Crown: Ch 8.2a, Rude Awakenings
Roaring-flood switched back and forth between the tribal tongue and little bits of common while the kit practically climbed all over him as if he were a furry jungle gym.
New Generation of Heroes: Chapter 3 - "Eyes"
Ripple, flicker, and conway was an athletic grey wolf dressed in tribal attire. stitched cloth pants were tucked into a pair of tall, leather moccasin-like boots with chord wrapped around and around their upper portions.
Disclosure
"my given name is ezequiel jeffries, and i'm the tribal attorney. i must ask if you are here on some official business." "i'm not.
The Hunter's Way
Kakan frowned at the boy's ignorance of tribal affairs. as much as he wanted to understand what was going on, john didn't let his anger overcome him. all he wanted right now was for his mother to heal and return to their hut.
Light Bane: Chapter 3
Then, to complement the appearance, a long, feather-tipped tail extended from the base of their spine, adorned with tribal jewelries.
Tribal Legends - The Water Wolves
#2 of tribal legends ## tribal legends ###### a suite of stories written down and translated by sharpfang '99.
Personal Conflicts
Green scales slashed through her blue scales creating tribal patterns all over her body. and she had wings. "oh my...." she opened them. they spanned over four meters from tip to tip. green scale patterns were laid on them.
Lore: Vulpeculan Principalities
Riya - a tribal warrior who successfully fought back against numerous princes, establishing a rogue state that the principalities could not ignore. many flocked to her banner for fear of being plundered, raped, and murdered by her horde.
An Ominous Encounter
Chapter I 'This forest is beautiful after snowfall.' Dante thought to himself as he calmly strolled along a snowy dirt pathway. The forest floor was sparsely dappled with sunlight from the thick green canopies...
Chapter 14
"your choice of clothing is still too tribal for me."
The Lead Crown: Ch 4b, Your Highness (Pt 1)
It was the buck ultimately who broke the wolf's isolation, joining him at the edge of camp and holding out a clay mug, speaking up in the tribal tongue, "_willowbark tea, friend aodhan... for your pain_."