Where Land Meets Water - Chapter 2
The flower in the bull's hands took all of his attention. "nothing so fancy. you need the proper equipment and regulated environments for those.
LoS Remanent Shadow Ch2
bull's-eye. bull's-eye. bull's-eye. all targets in the room were hit dead center with an inch thick, seven inch long spike. "satisfied?" aurora asked. "...uh--yeah," spyro said, unsure of what just happened.
The Otter
It seemed that the two bulls had taken it upon themselves to unpack for him. they probably got angry after he fainted from the second blow to the head. there was no way that a labrador, even with wolf blood, could stand up against two buff bulls.
Uks Silvercast
Around the bulls neck was unable to handle the force of the attack as the bulls skull was ripped clean from its shoulders the blade breaking as uks pulled his arm free the bulls head bounceing against the ground sounding alot like a large ripe watermelon.
Parasitic
Henn ate with the bulls in the field, almost starting to enjoy the taste. it wasn't as bitter or as tough as it had once been.
Howlr Diary: Coming Out
Looking into his bull's deep and caring eyes, he had suspicion, or even borderline knowledge, that they would.
Child of the Wasteland - Chapter 1
"so if that's the bull's 'wife' that he wanted back, i don't care anymore. i have my caps and as soon as you're done here i'd like to be on my way."
Where Land Meets Water - Chapter 3
He had come to expect the bull's moments of snark, but some of the things he came up with still surprised him.
Of Bulls and Vixens - Chapter 1
#1 of of bulls and vixens this is the first story i've ever written. i know it's shit, but i'm proud of it. "nox! get up! you're gonna be late for school!"
Day 26 - Swing
The bulls trumpet took over the melody, trading quick blast of notes, like friends over glasses of beer. the sax was quick to join in, with self deprecating notes that mixed flawlessly into the trumpet's melody.
Down on the Farm: A Cypress Stevenson Story
Cy marveled at how tender the bull's callused fingers were as he bandaged the thumb. "he still wanted to show you how to throw a bale of hay.
Daemon - Chapter 21 (The Ritual)
One of the bulls demanded to know. his pelt was dark, almost blue in colour when the light hit it in a certain way. the only bulls i had heard of having those colour of pelts were pedigree tyrokian minotaurs.