Mystery
"why the hell are you stomping around on my roof at, like, 2 in the morning?!" she snapped, her usual peppy mood fading. "is it wrong to want to see you?" shade's voice was like melted butter as he moved closer to the other feline. "woah, dude."
The Best Day
She was infuriated, and stomped out of the store. as she walked out, she took in a deep breath. maybe seeing something beautiful would calm her. as she walked around town, she decided to go to the floral store.
Laotian Rhapsody (Roar 9 Story Excerpt)
Itemid=991 laotian rhapsody (roar 9 story preview) by al song --- the pleather-clad dhole stomped his buckle-lined boot on the polished planks of the stage to the heartbeat of the bass drum produced by the water buffalo in the back.
Detail Practice: Moto Mania
However much freedom their liberation from the limb knot allowed her legs, it too was ephemeral; the kicking and stomping translated into sagital spinning.
Terror in a World of Murky Puddles
Pointing an extended digit at the fox, the gray predator slowly stomped towards the fox with each angry syllable "we had a great things going in this little apartment complex! it was keeping our tails safely attached to our asses.
Car Conveniences
She dragged her foot forward and stomped. with wavering, weighted steps, she pulled him over to the driver's side. she guided his hips into the seat. his back slumped forward, and he honked the horn with his chest.
Chapter 6 - Secrets Revealed (Part 2)
Dante blankly just stepped up to the knight's upper half, stomped it hard to the floor, indenting it with such a force and jammed the blood-soaked blade through it's head simultaneously.
Our Catty Lady of Enmity
I held my wounded hand and hissed and stomped at the creature angrily, trying to make it run. it did not. i looked at the hand, several gashes bled crimson blood. i sucked at it and eyed the creature with contempt, though it seemed unmoved by my gaze.
Links Chapter 2
Once home he stomped to his room and slammed the door and shut off the lights. he pulled out his mp3 player from it's spot next to his computer. turning up the volume to the max he started blaring some heavy rock and metal.
Home Where the Toxic Waste is
Mike groaned in pain, but that was just the beginning, the angry mob caught up to mike, without even asking him what happened, they all stomped on mike, calling out names "murderer!....killer!....nobody!.... freak!....beast!"
CREATE CHAOS NOT ORDER: Burning Passion
_the older cat woman stomped her daughter further into the metallic ground. tramping her more, rebexa chuckled, finding more amusement out of this. "stupid fucking..." rane growled and her flames intensified, pushing herself slowly off the ground.
A Good Chase
She stomped away. "pleasure as always," i rolled my eyes. a white receipt slid my way. the bartender didn't miss a beat once more; though he probably wanted me out. the bar was sparse with only a handful of drunks slow on their drinks.