Eucharist
Embraced by colours which beguile, all natural dyes; shaped with each careful smile, today's little lies. reaching for pity with ink, living through thought; dreaming of wine to drink, that father brought.
Calling in the New Year
Suddenly, the counter passed the one mark, and fireworks flared up once again, a dozen colours in the night sky.
A Rose by any Other Name
My eye sight was different, and after a while i realised i could see a much greater amount of colours of light, even, as i gazed at the poor sleeping form in the cell opposite, the heat that a body put out.
Zeke's Story-Part 1
He was your average 'coon; normal colouration and patterns etcetera, save for the green stripes on his wrists and what i could see of his ankles. his green eyes matched the patterns of his fur quite well actually.
The Story of a found Myth
'weird colours?' i thought to my self. she was the most beautiful wolf i'd ever seen. in my eyes she was perfect. she had this purple feather in her ear and i loved that. then the hunter seen her.
Who am I?
Who am i but a kid always watching tv or dreaming in colours wanting something to eat? who am i but a teenager always alone listening to rock and glued to my phone? who am i but an adult painted in grey just earning enough to live by the day?
The Tale of a Life
The tale of a life is a path never straight wandering branches always in the way congealed emotions are the colours portrayed the trees grow ever higher with the successes of life made tragic, it is that the reward is so
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 22: Summer Holiday, Part 1
colours upon colours of furs and scalies were everywhere and tom could only imagine how many people were here. max gave the grey wolf a pat. "good thing the weather's all nice today." tom chuckled.
To Give
A somber shroud deludes the brightened mood of kin concludes, a favor asked in crisis may shift the colours which paint this day, call on me and i will flood my heart with cures to calm your cancer, an aide to aid in tempestuous time when silence is not
Isan Dawn: Chapter Four
His head-fur was a darker brown colouration and i suspected there probably other parts of his body that shared the same colours. after a couple moments more he whimpered in his sleep and his green-gold eyes flickered open and he saw me. "who're you?"
Ganggreel open species
Personality: individualists, tribal, honourable, nomadic they ink their fur with contrasting colours after honourable kills, it is suspected that this ink is the venom from there tail diluted.
Alone and Drifting
But colours did. a blinding array of colours. the...rainbow factory? the colours resolved themselves into a place he had never seen, but instantly recognized. cloudsdale.