Preaching to a Bear
We spent time in fellowship afterward, feasting on gowd's hooooooly word."
The Kitty (NOT by Edgar Allan Poe)
^^ once a midnight one december, afront the fires filled with ember locked in watching "come september", a trashy chick-flick sort of bore as i feasted off of chicklen, bound from sanders finger-lickin' i felt the stabbin' and the stickin', of some
Parting The Pack: Chapter One
Happy sam ha- sorry, harvest feast!" the doe's ears retreated at the indifferent gaze from the vixen, while her stout kit merrily snatched a pawful of the fleece's pieces from the plastic bowl.
V for Vore
Sure, he was going to have his perfect flesh marked forever by his feast, and yet it was something that he was proud of.
V for Vore
Sure, he was going to have his perfect flesh marked forever by his feast, and yet it was something that he was proud of.
In My Time of Need - Chapter 9
"i was really hoping for that feast to be honest." i whispered to baron who had to stifle a chuckle.
Gnoll Brigand: Prologue II
You only differ because you spent more time daydreaming and studying random things that caught your interest than you did with your weapons training, mating rituals, or feast brawls. **1. what should be done about the elf?
The Story of I-Am, the creation story of the Thirteen Children of Power
The fae of the way of the sun thanked i-am by throwing parties and banquets, hunts and feasts in its honor they called themselves the autumn kingdom.
1 Festival of Kolia
But if the voice had already finished telling his tale... that meant that the feast was over except for the dessert.
I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Twenty One
If he had taken even one step faster than a slow waddle, he...well, they would probably have dragged him _back_ to the feasts they had just left. and now, finally, the big moment was about to arrive.
Vore Night at The Painted Wolf
"ladies and gentlemen, feast your eyes as our special guest... eyes his feast." the white wolf announced with a laugh over the microphone, dancing away. the light catching the shining green paint shaped like lizards scales around his face and shoulders.
Zombiology - Crows
The crow swiftly swooped back to the place her companions had gone, finding them feasting on a still fresh boar corpse.