That doe, that doe... i gave her the money- one hundred dollars. there wasn't a buck on the list. if she was still there, well; i needed to ask her. that was the only solid thing in my mind. shyness was not going to save us.
Death, Fox, Harsh, Horror, Love, No-Yiff, Psychological, Singing, Sorrow, Violence (Not In Yiff)
She lives boldly and does
not fear her own emotions. she knows
who she is and she is in perfect control.
she makes no apologies for who she is.
the lion does not sit around idly waiting
for things to change.
Fursona, Lioness, Poem, Poetry
He is the very superman: a lusty youth, and just,
and if he fears old age and time, he does not make it shown.
but autumn is a pagan, and he has a gentler soul.
he knows she did not make the world, and loves it more therefore.
Iambic Septameter, Poetry, Quatrains
Point thy fingers and pass the blame
all call out his holiest name
everything as it was but nothing the same
stand thy ground and announce your claim
under sheep wool lays duress
on pins and needles does the world stress
someone anyone save us from
Poetry
It's shine tell us that
so does it show us without a stare
such like life, it does so care.
Poem, Poetry
What a girl does with her xana
is none 'o busieness, none 'o business, yeah
what a girl does with her xana
is none 'o business, none 'o business, yeah
live things can come in,
live things can come out
but nobody should be a battery,
to reduce your masterpiece
Pro-choice, song
Lethargically, the dragon/wolf looked up and saw before him a young, friendly looking doe.
ABDL, Babyfur, Babying, Deer, Diaper, Embarassment, Forced, Fox, Humiliation, Wolf, diaperfur, hypnotism, infantilism
To whom does my heart belong?
that question has yet to be answered.
though the many places it can go, nothing will take it in.
weak without comfort. lonely without warmth.
painful without treatment.
to whom does my heart belong?
Love, Poetry