Crónicas de la Frontera: Capítulo XVI
tan sólo unos segundos y, antes de darse cuenta, la víctima moría desangrada.
FR01: Good of You to Join Us
The rat's long, tanned tail gripped a brush and began brushing his lord's fur clean while the squire gently cleaned the various wounds and abrasions on the lynx's back.
Zero Point: Chapter 4- Downtime
The clothing he wore was strange; all tans and browns, interspersed in a pattern of small squares.
Colmillo Ígneo - Capítulo 10: Convicciones
Aquel viaje nunca le había parecido tan absurdo, ni su objetivo tan poco realista como en aquel momento, caminando tras los kane que les habían atrapado.
Crónicas de la Frontera: Capítulo II
-vete al infierno -masculló el lobo, tan bajo que raon apenas le oyó.
//?A Curious Sergal: Part 2.001
tan had been his friend, but that was not what made him angry. tan had been a loyal member of the shigu clan. no one would cross the great shigu clan and survive when chak was around... no one.
The Gate-Way: Chapter 1 – A Bond Strengthened
A line of tanned fur ran from the tip of his muzzle up around his eyes to disappear into his head fur, the lower half of his muzzle was white.
Garragélida - Capítulo 1: Rutina
Ella te está esperando -le aseguró, cerrando los ojos y haciendo un esfuerzo por no sentirse tan sumamente miserable por estar mintiéndole de manera tan descarada a un niño -. y te quiere. estoy seguro de eso.
Learning to Let Go
The tan drake asked sweetly and mantled his wings. the small white drake on his back gave him a focused nod and lifted his own wings to mirror meegi's.
Going Green: Mother Nature's First Strike
As he watched in horror, the tendrils snaked towards him and unable to flee eventually coiled about his dark tan flesh. the venom that splattered from the cock like heads burned his skin, pain racing through his body as he watched it sink into his body.
My Little Pony: Battle for Equestria pt 1
My skin is lightly tanned, or more tanned, but i like to say it's lightly tanned. i have grass green eyes, the type that when the rain would soak into it making it the darker green. looking around at the forest, i couldn't think on where i was.
It's Not All About the Knot [1]
Gold and orange and tan, a vague form a hundred feet away looked at him with uplifted ears. taws, the collie, that was her; the frowsy lady with flyaway fur and clothes always in desperate need of an iron.