From the desk of the General. Mission 4.
Stuff, and you have a database of every planet and civilisation that owe you a favour, along with a shedload of contact numbers for people who actually didn't want to be contacted unless it was an emergency, you kind of need a system that will keep eager beaver
Sacred Families
Where once, a beaver born, then, something greater. it may confuse some to think that we can carry the blood of those from other species, but it is been seen to happen. the sacred gifts know no true family lines.
Luca's Story Ch. 10
A beaver that breathed like the type that probably had an allergy to everything came rushing up, wheezing his way to the coach. handing the coach the paper he was carrying, the beaver sat down in the row of folding chairs just behind luca.
Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #7- Dealing with the Guards
Barry carpenter (beaver, f, ten) slung a long inbound pass to a speedy chip nelson (chipmunk, g, ten) at half-court, flinging a desperation shot towards the basket which never even came close.
Thirteen Tales (2019): Eigth Tale
In fact, some of the booths were now occupied by bats, shrews and beavers. all the wrong answers. and none of them seemed to care. they were all still happily playing the game. "and that's time! the answer was foxes!"
An Ode to Canada
Were fur trappers once hunted wolves and beavers, now live city goers and their pet retrievers. to the east, we have quebec, home to many of the nation's francophones.
Lonely Oak Chapter 79
The beaver closed his eyes in shame. "i'm sorry guys." he mumbled. "it's okay, max." lyza whispered. "i'll get 'em for ya." goren spoke confidently.
Ground Control to Major Ward
"i can't see a liferaft," muttered the beaver. "i hope he..." "look!" perched on the nose of the capsule, legs crossed in an attitude of relaxation, was a lion in a flightsuit.
Drake and Stacey
She could tell they were almost done, because of how maggie, on defence, was making goo goo eyes at her boyfriend, jacques, a beaver on offence.
Consort of Ascalon: Prologue
He was a beaver, probably born in the great western marshes on the other side of the empire, and his orange-stained incisors showed every time he spoke. his accent was odd, too - anya knew the ascalonese language well enough to tell he was provincial.
Jeremy 017; Karma's Toll
The beaver lightly probed the wounds asking how much pain jeremy felt. when he answered he only felt a dull ache any more she shook her head and muttered under her breath "dominants." "sorry?"
Just a Night Out
He flipped off the beaver behind the counter and just walked inside. everything about him screamed douche. "hey tommy." lex said, crawling out of the hyena's shirt.