Of course chris was mourning but he wondered about the life his son was leaving behind. was he being selfish to move him? "you know...we can come visit anytime you want,"
chris looked over at the wolf and then back out the window.
Character Development, Series, Wolf
The mournful song filled the empty space.
"the song it came on o'er the prairies one dawn,
in search of the voice that should have it.
it wanders the ways, on the wires it stays,
the ballad of poor terry chaplet."
Bird, D&d, Folk Song, Lion, Orc, Poetry, Werewolf, fanfic, mtg
A sigh of mourning arose from everybeast present. auma then turned to cynthia bankvole, "you know what to do." the abbey bell-ringer just nodded and left the gatehouse cottage. upon closing the heavy door, cynthia sighed heavily with sadness.
Fanfiction, Redwall
He padded away, and as he walked, would have bet his own life he could hear the heart wrenching sound in the distance, of pakari's mournful howl.
Anthro, Chapter, Fight, Four, Fox, Manu, Novel, One, Pakari, Panther, little
The next mourning came and both nick and charlie woke up and yawned. then they looked at each other and smiled.
nick:mourning charlie
charlie:mourning nick.
nick:did you sleep well baby.
Bondage, Gay, Gay Relationships, German Shepherd, Male
The next mourning came and both nick and charlie woke up and yawned. then they looked at each other and smiled.
nick:mourning charlie
charlie:mourning nick.
nick:did you sleep well baby.
Bondage, Gay, Gay Relationships, German Shepherd, Male
As they started to walk through the long dark tunnel, they quietly shed their tears, mourning for the young wolf and fox they had just lost.
"he died bravely you know," the grandmother said as her voice wavered a little due to the sadness.
Canine, Forbidden Blood, Fox, Isinia, Mutt, Story, Wolf
A gringy character, a city crying, mourning over the condition of it's own destruction. i ponder the issue myself, coming to the astute conclusion that yes, a city can have a heart.
Avian, Dark, Depression, Drama, Gothic, Raven, Realistic, Short, Singing, Violence (Not In Yiff)
I praise their fine creator's spirit, but mourn their lack of survival instinct. these are a foul people, if they deserve to even be called as such. gird yourself, and travel with caution.
universe, world building
Tears welled in his eyes as he forced himself to ignore the pain in his child's mournful tones. jacob looked back at the house and saw janice holding his daughter trying to soothe away her pain with soft words.
Plot Development, Romance