Central City Trilogy: Wishes - chapter 4 The Power of the Namer - 4.7
The distinctive barking of wolfhounds echoed around me, mingled with a few wolf howls.
the journey to being Luna (reallife pt.1)
Luna was a male snow white wolfhound.
Collar 17 -- Revelations
The wolfhound steered the cadillac slowly through the great arc of the wide drive in front of the cathedral proper, then turned right at the entrance to the main parking lot.
The Storm Wolf: Tranquil waters - chapter 8 - Council 8.2
“other than a bloodhound and an irish wolfhound, the others didn’t seem to be purebred.” i recalled the scene in my mind, along with what qana had mentioned later.
Collar 4 -- Need to Talk
The black irish wolfhound looked at me, his brows down tight, ears splayed. "d'ye think that might have happened t' the pup?" "holy god, i hope not."
Central City Trilogy: Wishes - chapter 2 What’s Gone - 2.5
To fund our independence movement and build an experienced fighting force, our country bred irish wolfhounds, deploying them as mercenaries to accept contracts worldwide.
Sundog - Chapter 1
Canadal got up from his spot and slowly trod over to the wolfhound. the wolfhound was bigger, but not by much. the wolfdog spoke first, his voice smooth and slightly accented.
Collar 13 -- I Am Called
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Torpedo Run Chapter 20
Adriana leith snapped a hard, fast salute, quickly and crisply returned by the wolfhound admiral with his white-streaked fur. "understood, admiral! we won't let you down."
Sundog - Chapter 2
The wolfhound basker was at his side. canadal said in a clear voice, "basker, earl ganwin's hound, will be leading this hunt instead of me, due to the absence of the king.
Breaking Down
"russian wolfhound, if that term isn't offensive somehow." "do you mean it to be offensive?" he asked simply. "no." "then i'm not offended." smiling, the wolfhound added, "thank you for being concerned. i try not to take offense first.
Police Dog, Part 4: 1st Day On The Job
A somewhat smaller, but not at all slender irish wolfhound responded from across the room, sighing. "i've got alex for the night. d'you wanna join me?" she nodded her assent. so don settled his great brown ocean of a - now squeaky-clean!