Illusionary Peril
"we're just as confused as you, pal," volcan called out to him.
Mist's Day with Sam
This was where president max and his pal sam really worked at! sam strolls over to his desk and sits down. mist comes up to him and stares at the big dog. "i-it's really big, mr. sam."
Kennel A of the Rescue Shelter
You're a pal" mavery said brightening a bit. iyke was adorable and full of energy and upbeat attitude it was hard to stay depressed around him too long. the door opened. “oooh, humans!
Crew Mate Introductions
"wrong room, pal, the bathrroo was a left at the bulkhead not a right." from the top bunk across the room, a pillow flew and hit the porcupine/hedgehog hybrid in the head. it stuck onto his spines.
Rocky Mountain Times (Chapter 7)
Ryan left her after a while to talk to a few of his ski instructor pals. the crowd milled about, and jen was allowed a moment alone in the back.
My Last Sights
I told rex to run as i prevented my old pal's entry into the house. eventually he shoved me aside and ran straight to rex. rex pulled a knife to the officer so it forced him to draw his handgun.
Why You Should Never Leave a Convention Early
He had plenty of friends who'd literally dropped tens of thousands on such costumes, but naturally, none of them were around for him to pal around with, and even if they were, they didn't always bring him closer to that [b]natural[/b] feeling that he was searching
The move
She was sure he fell asleep in the middle of packing, after he too had one last outdoor jaunt with his pals before they left.
Fire and rescue: Part 3 END
Mortimer physically pulled his big pal aside, “not what i would have led with, dear,” he chided. “this is the nice dragon, valentino. my _friend_.” “humph!”
Fight For The Bone
"listen pal, this bone is mine!" growled the scrawny one. "well, wait, slow down." said the one with the mohawk, "name's silver. maybe there is a way where we can both have it."
The Search is Over-Chapter 31
Cody suggested with a big grin, "tell ya what, pal. i'll tackle her, and you kick her scaly butt." i beamed at him, "deal!" rain hissed at me and him, "guys! what kind of friends are you?"
Candyland Isn't For Me
"oh, just my good 'ol pal bringing us some military grade c4 to make a ruckus with," i reply with a smirk grin on my face. "i'll be right back." i hop out of the car and walk down the alley just behind us.