The lovely, wonderful, and sweetest women, miss jamey holt, she was a mental therapies who specials in the blind. she found me just minutes before i would commit suicide. when she spoke to me, her words were like angels of heaven speaking to me.
Bear, Blind, Short Story
Das holte er jetzt nach.
?keine ursache", sagte dieser ihm und musterte zaphir etwas genauer.
Bat, Friendship
Als er ihn fertig gelesen hat, dreht er sich zu fentlius und gibt ihm den zettel zurück „ok, das ist wirklich von ihr," danach greift er in seine oberschenkeltasche und holt ein anderes stück papier heraus, das er fentilus reicht „zu mir hat sie das geschrieben
Abenteuer, Anthro, Fantasy, GERMAN, Wolf, deutsch
"the holt is okay. it did look like we had a visitor but they didn't wait about, but they left some fresh scones on the inside of the holt."
pearl smiled. "ah, that be pip, wonder what he wanted?"
Female, Hare, Male, No Yiff, No-Yiff, Otter, Slavery
Schneller und schneller holte er zu tod auf. „wenn ich dich erst mal zwischen die zähne kriege, wirst du dir noch wünschen, ich hätte dich schon bei unserer ersten begegnung aufgefressen!
Adventure, Clean, Comedy, Feral, Forest, Fox, GERMAN, Mouse fuchs, Red Fox, Rotfuchs, SFW, Simplemind, Tod, Wald, deutsch, dexter, maus
Er schloss seine augen und holte noch einmal tief luft.
da geschah das wunder in all diesem chaos: eine sanfte, engelsgleiche stimme sprach zu ihm: „lächelt doch mal alle, es ist weihnachten."
Drache, Weihnachten
"anyway, i grew up with a holt on an island in the southern seas.
Bad Language, Badger, Character Development, Fanfiction, Hare, Hedgehog, Mole, No-Yiff, Otter, Redwall, Story Progression, Story Series, fanfic
holt!" jordan grunted. "you're not in any danger!"
"being awake is a sin! i have to be asleep!"
Alternate Society, Character Development, Drama, Dystopia, Gay Relationships, Hotel, Humor, M/M, OC, Psychological, Resistance fighters, Story Progression, Story Series, Suspense, Tabby, Thriller, Tigress, Timber Wolf, Transgender, chicago, comfort, crush, politics, rebels
Len nodded, and then retreated to the back of his holt, grabbing as many of his supplies as he could fit into his bag. his heart pounded in his chest, unsure of exactly what he was going to do to stop the make'loa.
Magic, Otter, Story Series, tribe