A furry world - Part 9 I Didn’t Want To Be This!

Let me ask you this do you have a problem with going through heat and rut cycles or with the need to spend time with other chakats just to ensure your mental well being?" i was a bit affronted by the question but answered "no.

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Sleepover at Timothy's

As timothy rode his bike into the mud, his training wheels took enough load off his back tire that it couldn't get any traction and just spun helplessly, digging itself into a muddy rut. "friendly, i'm stuck! i'm stuck!"

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Forgive Me

#6 of musical muse my first shot out of this rut, hope i can do more soon. thank you everyone hello everyone, tcf here, i hope you all enjoy my newest tale. i wrote this trying to get out of my rut that i have been in. i hope it will be enjoyable.

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North

The ice shards they cut and cover the ruts nothing is clear and so grows the fear windows dark and cold, absent of life.

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Big Brothers to Little Sisters

The cat stopped her bike over a rut in the path just beyond the bench, still sitting astride it with her training wheels keeping her balanced.

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Is there hope?

I'm still stuck in my rut... is there hope for people like me? is there something i can find buried deep in my mind, an allure which ensures me of hope?

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Poor People

You are firmly stuck in a rut. we shouldn't judge people because of this. yet, we still do due to privileges blinding us. i hate this part of the world. the unfair and corrupt kind known as "good". why can't you people see?

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A Dragon's Poem

So forgive me for living in a rut, because honestly, i don't give a fuck.

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Choose your own Path pt17

Before i get my ass rutted, what is the meaning of this. i thought you said this was a challenge." the master chuckles."your challenge was whether you dared come here.you passed, so now i deem you worthy." "worthy for what?" you have doubts.

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One Cold December Moon

To lie the the rut, forevermore. this night i play my silver chorus, my soul has been irrevocably tore. i see the hatred i have sown, i see the hippocracy i now condone.

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My love

#3 of love as i said in this poem sorry for the delay but i have been in a uninspired rut but my friends inspired so here you go! so sorry for the delay i have been empty on inspiration for awhile so enjoy!

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World Building: Nations of Sethera

Known drink: dwarven thud rut: tart ale, known to knock most people on their rear ends. known food: gnomish flame chicken: very spicy dish, served usually with vegetables, and bread. country animal: bear most used steed: dire ram

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