Sadly, behind him in the distance, were a small cluster of men with riffles pointed our direction. in fear, i took cover behind a tree just as the deathly sound boomed for the last time. too afraid to do anything, i sat there for a few seconds.
Gay, Husky, Lion, Romance, Suspense, Wolf
With that they all picked up their riffles and headed towards the sounds moving slowly through the woods. they all wore white outfits to better hide their true forms and even their gear and guns were painted to hide their true identity.
Feral, Future, Mindlink, No-Yiff, Non-Anthro, Story Progression, Wolf
Pouring the water into the tea maker, preza pushed the button, and turned to riffle a mug out of the cabinet. hearing the shower upstairs turn on she knew that hybrin was up and readying himself for the day.
Fluff, law enforcement, slice of life
So it should have it, thought seymour, about to grab his riffle and kill that monster once more. but something rather disturbing happened.
Curse, Female to Wolf, Wolf, hunter, witch
Without even looking up from the desk drawer he was riffling through, the fox greeted her with a very courteous "good evening, your highness."
"find what you were looking for?"
he slowly closed the drawer and turned around to face her.
Bear, Ermine, Fox, Plot Development, Royalty, Steam Punk, Wolf, intrigue
His hot breath riffled the fur of her cheek.
she opened her eyes on a row of curving yellow teeth, the wrinkled lips of the grizzly, fully enraged.
"brout!" she tried, but his nose dropped and the eyes that gleamed at her had no feeling left in them.
Bear, Canine, Future, Hare, Horror, Hybrid, No-Yiff, Rabbit, Science Fiction
I do have my pocketknife, but what goes is that against psycho furs possibly with riffles?
"are we gonna be ok?" todd asks.
"of course. we're gonna fight like hell for our freedom." i kiss his head and he murrs.
Arctic Fox, Cat, Dog, Fox, Gay, Threat, Tiger, Wolf, problem
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#### in the corner of the armory spark sat, cleaning yet another riffle. other than the sound of the knife running along the wet stone, and spark cleaning, the room was dead silent.
Death, Lucario, Sad, Story Progression, Weapon, infernape
As it turns out his riffle is a 5 shot carbine with a bolt action firing mechanism.
oleg (asking akio) : do you think your city is welcoming to outsiders like us? or will they be agressive toward us?
Gun, Sergal, Story, Story Progression, Story Series, War
Her mind churned and her belly scutes riffled over soft silt. the rich soil that brought life to the region, that brought life...
the last breath had tasted of life.
uadjet stifled a surging of hope. not that. ra hadn't possibly meant that, had he?
Egypt, F/F, Reptile, Snake, deity