Zootopia movie script: Point 223 part 2
(fade pass to next scene) location: the bull pen, zpd hq scene: gary purina's chair with his photo in black bunting. scene: the camera zooms out to show officers in mourning.
Tales in Vladini
Cold blue eyes glancing over the other patrons, before meeting the gaze from the cow who was cleaning up one of the tables. "good evening sweety," the cow said, bright smile on her face. "what brings you to the waterin' hole?"
Rockey Mountain Cattle 2
"it's just something a cow knows," bella said simply, "male cattle are... you know, and us lady cows are..." she came to a stop and looked at him. "you really know nothing about any of that?" seymore shook his head.
Tuff Ch. 3
Come into my office." the bull pointed at the first fur on the grey wolfs side of the bench.
To A Human World
The transformations are based on personality, so take my parents for example- my dad is half armadillo, my mother is part cow part stickbug. i am just half cow.
I, Dacien Chapter 27 -- Emergency
If i had not received this ... this ... rude summons, i never would have believed that you - either of ..." and casimir stopped, as he took in the third pristine bull standing in the council chamber. "what ... what is this? _what have you done!
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter X
There was something about the eyes of the bull that made him feel better, something that made him recover some confidence in himself again...
Teenage love (true story) chapter 2
I hear the bull scream me over, i roll my eyes and slowly make my way over where i find scott laughing like mad and johnson blushing so cutely as he always does. wait...is he going to ask me out?
Once Upon a Time: chapter one
There was lord siclan the dragon and mage, lady ezereth the crow avian and archer, and finally lord grutes the bull and renowned knight. i had their men to thank for ratting on me and for chasseing me through the streets to begin with.
Highland Cathedral
Hallo Leute, das ist meine erste Geschichte die ich seit über 30 Jahren wieder geschrieben habe. Bitte lasst mir meinen Kopf auf den Schultern, falls es nicht so perfekt ist wie ihr es gewohnt seit. Ich führe seit vielen Jahren zwei Kämpfe, einen...
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter XIII
In any case, the words of the bull had reawakened a doubt inside him, a doubt that had long remained dormant.
Lost to Dreams
The words stirred me. I knew he was not here, left but recently, for the bed was still warm, and smelled of him, and fragments of the conversation drifted to me as I dozed fitfully in his absence. Snow drifted on the mountain, but I was not cold. I...