Apparently Fire CAN Hurt Dragons
As i rolled over, i popped up and dived out of the way again right as i felt its claws tear straight through my pouch.
Fruity Friendship
Atlas slipped the juice packed into a pouch of his flight harness, and then he stood up and went to follow after jarzyl. --- * * * jarzyl had bought herself another pouch of juice by the time atlas came strolling over to her.
Fledgling Developments: 8
Returning to the egg, jarzyl put the sling pouch around her neck and then slipped her sibling into the pouch. “now i won’t drop you. great. you all good in there?”
Purpose
"well," she said reaching into the pouch, "i appreciate it, but don't think i trust you now." she then tossed him one of the crabs and clasped the pouch closed again. she then began to walk away. "wait! where are you going?"
Love Walks On Four
Finally, dane chuckled as he reached down at his side and into a pouch. "well yeah, i told you i'd be gone for ten minutes; i've got a surprise for you!"
Mizalin-on-Sky: Preflight Checks
Jumping up and down, jarzyl could feel the weight of various pouches weighing her body down, strapped to her flight harness.
Alternative Origins
Yogoloth smirked at the comment as he carefully opened up the pouch with the tips of his claws. the contents of the pouch consisted of civilised coins, some semi precious stones, a small piece of metal and a flint.
Gnoll
The hand somehow cut into lowen's robe and reached into it to withdraw his coin pouch and tossed it to the gypsy man standing before lowen. "hey! that's mine!" the man caught the pouch and poured its contents into his hands.
Fledgling Developments: Part 5
Jarzyl headed off the kitchen and quickly refilled her water pouch from a jug of water. she sipped a few gulps, then carrying the pouch in her mouth she trotted back to her bedroom.
The pelican
The struggles in his pouch amused him so he decided to relax for a bit and let it weaken itself. he finally decided to swallow his prey. he stood up and tilted his head back.
Trip to the pet shop
He picked out one of the meter long combs and slid it into another pouch. that would make combing the fur on his taur backside much quicker.
A Puddle of Mud's More Trouble than It's Worth
She scooped him up and deposited the fox in her pouch, hopping to the nursery to change him. for the fox, travel by pouch was an odd experience. it was jarring, but the pouch was wonderfully cozy and warm.