A Fateful Meeting
Mordicai inquired kindly, offering the sable a warm kind smile. wow she sure is beautiful he thought to himself as he looked into her eyes. "please call me angel."
Not So Friendly
A few minutes later, timothy and friendly got into the turquoise ford mercury sable wagon and friendly's mom drove to the lake. -- about an hour later, the turquoise sable wagon pulled into the gravel parking lot at the lake.
Chapter 25: Still Recovering
Repeated yuri, and her sable eyes stared at enya unblinking. enya giggled. "enya, this is yuri," continued kilyan. "she's staying with us for a while.
Two Kings
"sigfried," growled the sable ferret, his golden eyes seeking out the crimson eyes of the trespasser. "you were exiled from these lands, sigfried, on pain of death should you ever return."
losing hope
#1 of losing hope i walked into home room feeling god aweful about the day ahead but, as i went to go sit at my desk a tall handsome sable shepherd sat in-front of me (i've screatly had a crush on for years) i waved at him and twirling my
Her Peculiar Appendage
The warm hues of glowing walls rebounded off her burgundy and sable fur as she crept from hall to hall. and danced on the scales of a sweeping, serpentine tail. she heard them puttering around in the topiary.
Vincent, Assistant: a micro-narrative
The little, sable lesser panda lifted the corners of its lips and its purple eyes danced. "how did you like it?" "subtle! i enjoyed it." i ruffled the fur on top of its head fondly.
The Sun's Funeral
A slow and somber file muffled in sable saturnine. (and only let the morning rise that i might glimpse the gold.)
Off Leash Chapter 1
Black sedan, tarnished silver letters on the trunk spelled out "sable." common sense finally lit up my brain, and i sought out the license plate number. i stared at those white numbers as the car raced away, not a single number registering in memory.
The Moon Follows the Sun
Soaring east on my sable wings. and i can sense him. the lunar shield resonates with my magic, a constant beacon for me to follow. he must be very many miles east of here by now. if all goes well, we will be reunited before nightfall.
Some Kind of Monster: Prologue
The sable-and-silver haired cat was a tiny little thing, barely out of puberty with his manhood intact, his voice having never matured past soprano.
A day of Rust
A girl, young looking sable, was pinned to the ground by one well dressed young man while another was on top of her, making her day a terrible one.