It was morning when the girl set out, a pack upon her back, a ticket in her hand on her eighteenth birthday the fae female's devotion to her parents was over.
Bear, Blood, Fight, Wolf, beginning, escape, fae, journey, pack
Her mind eased as she settled on a plan, and she then devoted her efforts to diplomacy. fragments of speeches and bargains floated through her mind's eye, but never coalesced into anything coherent.
Belly Inflation, Feeding, Female, Force feeding, Goodra, Inflation, Pokemon, Slime, honey
He was one of the late elders most devoted followers, and it crushed him when the elder died. i could see his muzzle moving, speaking to the portrait of elder miesh, i could see as tears started to form in his eyes.
Cuddling, M/M, Romance, Story Progression, Story Series, past
"oh you'll understand when you meet that special someone"
i noticed alexi shifting closer to morgan and watching him devotedly, morgan looked at him with the same look before licking the side of his brothers muzzle.
Bad Language
His eyes shining beautifully with devotion and expectation. he climbed the slope slowly, marching solemnly in the middle of the night until he reached the spot of the tombstone, placing the rose soflty on the ground and kneeling before the tombstone.
Clean, Deer, Dragon, M/M, dead
devotion, fanaticism, martyrdom?
it was worth a shot. getting to the pool was easy, getting to where i _wanted_to go would be the hard part. there was a small boat on the shore. it looked old and unwanted, nobody would miss it.
MLP, Pony, Sad
And to remind the girls he was the one who fought for and saved them even without ninetales abilities, that there are reasons beyond his kindness they are devoted to him and feel safe with him...
Pokemon
My inspiration comes not with
a polite call for attention but
with selfish demands and an
insistence that i give it my
exclusive devotion whenever it
deems necessary to drop by.
my inspiration is all consuming.
Poem, Poetry, muse, writing
Only devotion, the knaves of oppressive droughts.
the hand has always been there, the one to hold me by the neck.
keeping me from both edges, ones of life and death.
the hand has always been taut, the one to keep me barely conscious.
Ephy's quote, M/solo, No-Yiff, Poetry, Ramblings!