Dawn of the Dragon-Chapter 27

Bajara made a pity look for me, "scott....well, mike, i'm sorry that your brother has gotten involved in this sort of mess."

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Freedom

It was not until a guard finally felt pity for him and gave him a small portion of sustenance. but it was more likely the fact that a live slave held more value then a dead one.

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[TF] A Scent of Rubber and Rust

The lieutenant understood the mistress would not allow herself to be disturbed by such a pitiful intrusion, although she was always around to welcome her new recruits.

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Shelled and Covered Life

pity those given into this notion, that life is without pain or without strife. there will be red tape and signs of caution! so i'll trudge through what they call this my life.

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Anthropia 10

Lycan face pawed with a sigh at the revelation of jakra being freed, but he didn't sound angry, but rather more like he was pitying a niave child. "oh, you're still clinging to that, are you?"

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More then just friends... lDriving down memory lanel

This thought came up automatically to him maybe it was all just pity to meet this wolf? soon lexiharin was overwhelmed with thoughts that soon became a massive irritation.

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Power Fur Rangers- Episode 06

"pitiful, pitiful, pitiful! the pit is full, pitiful." the voice of gollip echoed and the black power fur ranger had no idea where it was coming from.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Nineteen.

pity you had to put him down.” they said and logan paused at that. “right,” logan said keeping his voice even. “i lost my lead and bloodied my hands for nothing.” logan wasn’t sure why he was lying about killing troy.

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Grad-Bash Part 4

But that day, the girls sat farther away from me and i could hear them whispering my name, and sometimes even pitiful looks. i just wasn't having it today.

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Eucharist

Reaching for pity with ink, living through thought; dreaming of wine to drink, that father brought. enchantment has come to die, where saints rest, where chance steals to buy, your very best.

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No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (Vore, Fox/Squirrel, M/m)

His wide-eyed, tearful, sad little look must have been a very pitiful sight to see.

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The Sonnet to the Stalker

My fears thou' wolf who, i assume, wants us to date the boy thinks that i know not that he stares or that he swoons and drops his mouth in awe oh joy, he might profess to me his cares think not, he chose to make out with his paw though pity

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