The tale of a kit and a wolf... (wip)
His chest a fluffy wreak of deep night black fur and scars criss crossing his body. a long flowing brown loincloth keeping him decent. each of his armor adorned with glowing runes of the deepest red... his armor and body marked with the tell tale signs of
Lagomorphs -- Chapter 33: Departure
The final blast of warm air was comforting before he pulled on his loincloth and outer clothes. somewhat glumly, he dug through his backpack. there wasn't a lot there.
Abandoned Oblivion Fanfic
He wore nothing but a tattered loincloth. his features were drawn tightly in thought, clawed hand balled up under his jaw. he sat there motionless, lost in thought, the crackle of the fire and song of the insects the only audible sounds.
Oh, just my Luck…
Either a different stag, or the same stag looking much older, this time clothed in a loincloth, sitting in the center of a clearing in the grass. some gravel made a sound under jake's foot.
an unexpected guest
A male one as well, judging by the shape of his sodden loincloth.
Fanboys Squirm the Best
Bardok sauntered to his bed, crawled to the middle, and casually removed the jacket and loincloth he was wearing. by the time he was done, both fanboys were naked and ready for him. he patted the bed, motioning them to sit next to him.
My Hero and Me: My Greatest Adventure Ever 1: Fiction or Alive
At the front attached a trim green loincloth that has a pattern of various colors and polygon shapes, along with an additional white loin wrapping behind it, obviously covering his behind and nether regions.
CH5 An Open Door
The man was dressed in nothing but a simple, drab loincloth, just as fyren and the rest of the prisoners were. the man was middle aged and heavily muscled. however, not even his strength could stand up to the creatures that imprisoned them.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 13
This bulwark of muscle stood taller than asterion himself, clad in nothing but scattered bits of cloth and a loincloth. “judan.” hissed asterion as the air between them heated.
The Taur
Cara, stepped forward, grabbed onto his loincloth and then gave it a forceful yank downwards, where upon her mother's eyes rolled up into her head and she fainted dead away.
Hunting Companion - A Story Featuring ConorHyena
Sakara laughed, grabbing the belt of his loincloth with one paw.
DREADWOLF Chapter 3
At last he stopped, stomach stuffed and nothing of the goblin left except his loincloth, marrow-less bones and cracked open skull. he had to admit after eating his way through it that goblin might be a contender for the top spot.