A Bard's Tale - Chapter Five.
Chapter Five "Get up!" a voice ordered as a boot rolled me out of something high off the ground, regaining consciousness as I fell, I landed hard finding out that my paws were bound to my back, making it impossible for me to get up. As I blinked...
Killer Huxley; profile
For the tiger, used to the world of discipline and the rules of honor of the north, that seemed a lost hell where chaos was the supreme power.
A Storm for Blackwing, or, Former Glory
Well that they should cheer her on; she'd rather not spill more blood this day, even in the name of discipline.
Turnabout
It was impossible for him not to, having been physically disciplined multiple times for so much as speaking out of turn to lord nicholas. lord rice smiled. "yes, it is." the two fox at his sides hardly reacted.
It Matters So Much
It was his way of disciplining his adversary. the extra time resulted in the loss of perhaps three inches of height to the bear, although he seemed yet to notice. it really was an unnecessary and perhaps even slightly vain stunt to pull.
Jeremy; List Of Species
The additions of his snarky comments sheds even more much needed light on his dire lack of intellectual discipline. the terms ascension and raise are used interchangeably.
Like Father, Unlike Son
Bogo never started a conversation with a compliment when it came to discipline. "thanks, but i don't think you called me in just to compliment me." "no...you're right...i didn't." he sighed heavily.
The Life of Another - Chapter 9 (Clean Version)
My body seemed reluctant to get up but self-discipline won out. i sat up and tossed the blanket back to swing my paws over the edge of the raised bed. a change of clothes in hand, i ducked into the bathroom and slid the door closed.
After the Storm - Part 15
A few moments later, once he was satisfied with the recruits' discipline, he took in a deep breath and spoke. "alright, as you all may know, very little criminal activity occurred during yesterday's activity.
"The Thin Line," Part KK
For generations, there is a tradition that in army, the solstice night dinner is an excuse for topsy-turvy discipline, where the superiors have to serve the lower ranks.
"The Thin Line," Part U
Nbsp; i looked rather uneasily at the royal parade ground, and wasn't all that mollified when schweink told me it wasn't certain that that was the same place where the old-old thirty-ninth had been disciplined
turning point
Partly in his heart, mostly in his soul. a black pit of hate, anger, rage, wrath, greif and despair. incredibly compressed by his desire and longing for peace, compacted under incredible pressure by his very morale beliefs, held in stasis by the very rigid discipline