Merry belated Christmas!
"i couldn't figure out what you were looking at back then until i caught you asking about the pocket watch.
Cookie Daze
Andy took a single cookie from his pocket and shook it in his face. "what's this huh?" "uhhmmm.....a cookie?" "mhmmm....care to tell me how it got in your pocket?"
wander ~ Chapter 7
I ended up having to clamp my paws firmly down into my pockets, but still, i couldn't keep myself from grinning.
Red Moon: Wolves of Stalingrad Pt. 4
Dmitri stuffed his hands into his pockets and slowly walked into the woods. franz stood there for a moment. he watched as the russian sauntered off into the wilderness.
The Neon Night Life, part 2
I walked with my paws tucked into the pockets of my tight jeans, and the tall, husky doberman hooked his thumbs into his own pockets. he and i went into a private room, and i shut the door behind us. i kept my paws in my pockets, and aj turned around.
What Was Broken [10]
His shoulders rose in a shrug and he shoved his hands into his pockets as the terminal doors opened for them and a blast of cold wet air washed across them.
Dangerous Party
Stormy then put a hand in the front pocket of his shorts and made a surprised whine, proceeding to check every other pocket "i'm an idiot.." he muttered, turning to kayn with an embarrassed expression. "hmm? what's wrong?"
A new beginning PT 1
Jay mewled quietly under his breath and stuck his paws into pockets. "oh?" jay fumbled in a pocket and fished out a piece of crumpled looking paper. "what's this then?" he turned it over and read it "i like what i saw.
The Wolf and the Tower
He stuck the key into the pocket of his tunic and began to climb the circuitous stairs to the tower's summit, his mind running rampant with thoughts of the extravagant reward he would receive. he climbed and climbed.
Nona: Chapter Two: Whispers in the Dark
He reached into the inside pocket of his tweed coat. was he going to pull out a knife? a gun? katelyne's heart was racing, she was going to run, but where would she go. there was no windows or doors. it was like a prison.
Deciphering The Past - 07 - On Your Marks
Static smiles as he sets his backpack down and takes four bracelets out of the smallest backpack pocket. "alright, here we are.
Exposure - Chapter Nine
He slung his camera over his shoulder and put his left hand into his own jacket pocket. the right one he snuggled into jason's pocket, where he clasped the running back's large, warm hand in his own. jason squeezed dox's paw. "hey, puppy?"