Breaking Bread
I almost didn't see the young doe in her company. it's said that polite males don't try to guess a female's age; if he does, he'd be very wise not to voice it.
Starlight Part 4
With how late it's getting the skunk and doe decide that they'll catch up some more another time with vanessa suggesting a get together so that sabrina can get reacquainted with bensen and marie much to the doe's delight.
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 44: They Whose Blood Does Not Flow
Richard read the Red Wolf file again. It still seemed unbelievably vivid, the description of the failed Operation Red Wolf. Really, although somewhat straightforward, the details were written as if the writer had been there. He could imagine the scene...
Patricia's Potion Shop: First Customer (Doe TF/TG)
Work off wonder, that's how everyone does it...i think? nevermind that, time to start setting up shop, and i mean that literally! nothing is set up and i open in an hour!"
Urban Mystic
"so does that mean we'll be facing bigger opponents?" "yes, but if the line is this visible, there's definitely something more than just the comet interacting with it." he paused, narrowing his eyes. "wait a minute..."
The City of Lost Heaven: Chapter 17
The whole 'jane doe' thing has even died down around the bullpen.
Meet & Greet - Part II
Soarceress, a statuesque doe with an impressive pair of antlers adorned with hundreds of clinking jewels, smiled and hugged me apologetically.
Of beginnings and endings in Venleaux Villa
A jackal and doe in green scrubs and bloodied, instruments poised and readied, crimson red drip, drip, dripping from the table they had set up in the center.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 9
The whole staircase threatens to fall down around us at any moment, shaking and groaning, but never does.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 15
does he have any coworkers he's friendly with?"
The City of Lost Heaven: Chapter 21
So he does the only sane thing he can: put more distance between us. this time he chooses to cut to the right and dash toward the propped-open door of a 24-hour laundromat. i round two mailboxes just atop the curb and follow his footsteps.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 12
None will be my father, though my mother insists that he does love me. he loves me, but not enough to even bother to call.