Lar: A Brief History
I have a story i started following a homeless dwarf from gerstadt and i'm sure i'll end up writing something involving elves, humans, or various other creatures typically found in high fantasy. hope you enjoyed this brief history of the larean region!
Mastering Both Swords: Chapter 1
I was a homeless young coywolf, who'd been living on his own since he was 11.
An Introduction to Hope and Despair
Hope that with my contribution the world would be a better place that there would no longer be those who died of starvation not for lack of a job but for lack of the money that the owners refused to share with those that made the profits, no more of the homeless
Leviathan 08: Murders & Acquisitions
That's _two hundred thousand people_ that you and your overlords will make homeless, nearly overnight.
My Little Sunshine - Modern Mythics P3
“—it won't be the first time i've been homeless, you really shouldn't have to put up with—" _wha—homeless?! no!_ i'd never moved so fast in my life, my paw wrapping around gavin's to give it a gentle squeeze. “yes." it wasn't even a thought.
Waking Up
One of the many tactics people used to keep homeless people from sleeping on park benches. it was pretty early though, about the time he was used to waking up anyway. not dawn, but not quite night either.
Chapter Six
Some junkies had decided to make their home here and this place had become a refuge for the homeless on the higher levels. janus turned off the engine and waited patiently.
Maalum: Chapter 5 – Love Is Pain
"there is a place for rare, sick or homeless animals, a place now ruled by king kion and queen rani." maalum thinks the name kion is familiar, but he ignores that. "and what is that place?" maalum is interested.
Growvember Epilogue
I yelled, trying to lunge again, despite it being homeless as just jumped aside. "again, i'm sorry about all that. and i'm looking to make it up to you." "how? how are you going to make this up? what else did you change?
Scars Ch. 7
After being saved from homelessness by a friendly dingo named chris. he tries to protect his new-found friends against his former family. patrick is at a local bar drinking a beer. his eyes looking in each and every direction.
Pranked
Wasn't it you who signed us up as a clothing donation drop-off point for the seventh street homeless shelter?" "uh..." "and who could it have been leaving a flaming bag of crap on the front step?" "but..."
K.K.'s Love Sonet
A poor homeless skunk that just wanted someone to be there. as he was closing up one night, a voice came through the wind like a howl, asking for a quick shine. as kicks turned around he noticed something that his eyes couldn't believe. it was k.k.