New Set of Claws - Commission for catprog
She was a human, a skunk, and a wolverine all sandwiched together within a bread of consciousness baked by the original jared. but who was the original jared? could any version of her even be called original?
The World of a Husky - pt. 2
jared patted leo on the shoulder and walked to his car. "see ya, leo." "see ya, jared." leo walked over to the football field as the football team finished practice. leo rested his arms on the fence around the field.
Thoughts of a Lapine Drummer
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Chapter 3
It was large enough that it could probably fit both the dravern army and king jared's forces comfortably, with plenty of space left.
Redemption (Chapter Three)
What the hell could be so importent at jared's that he would hand me an envolope of cash? and what did he mean the i knew what to do with any leftover money? sighing i untie the apron and walk to the front door.
A Thin Line - Part One: The Felon
The dog paused for a second, as if he had to go back and reread something he saw on the paper, "oh, i'm sorry, jared."
A warming dream. A cold reality.
" my dearest jared, my mate, my partner." she softly whispers as her head lifts from his shoulder and her eyes gaze deeply into his, " i would wait, until eternity's end, for you. always."
MoonDust, Chapter 11
"that's jared over there, isn't it?" she half-asked fiona. "yeah." the polar bear had turned her back to the room. "don't look at him. maybe he won't notice us."
Chapter 6
"you have done this kingdom a great service, and i've come to thank you on behalf of king jared," he said in a soft voice.
MoonDust, Chapter 4
"his name's jared chey, and he was a corporal in my old unit. won't take no for an answer, and for some reason thinks he's hot stuff." imogene snorted at that.
Life by Wolfie. <3 (Me)
A poem i felt inside of me all my life.... 3 life by: jared butler life is like a game, a game with morbid and joyful endings to it. we're going through this rigid game called "life".
Life by Wolfie. <3 (Me)
A poem i felt inside of me all my life.... 3 life by: jared butler life is like a game, a game with morbid and joyful endings to it. we're going through this rigid game called "life".