The sly wolf
His mistake led them there, where they couldn't flee. trapped, ensnared, beguiled into place no falsehood shown, and no deceit upon his face. hidden fangs, behind his mask. a tangled web of lies.
new story sash and logan
Auditore-a turkish soilder(lion) joey i khan- a ruthless and abusive(dalmatian) plot:joey i khan has been trying to capture logan who is on the run for dating his daughter. the two where inseprable until the day her dad found out. forcing him to flee
burn to dirt
He can only find himself recoiling in shock instead of fleeing. the bottom of his feet, feel seemingly burning. the boiling ground swallows him whole, and all he can do is scream and shudder and as pain wraps itself around his arms and legs.
Bunny and Foxy
Bunny better flee or she will never see another tree pounce foxie pounce! now is not the time to wait! or else your dinner will be late! yum yum yum foxie got his dinner and now he looks a little less thinner
Water Works. [Poem]
With vengeance they attack our walls, forcing us to flee. while mother nature's children roam, faces filled with glee. within a house, a woman sits, watching massive waves. they struck her quick, her family sick, she hasn't shown for days.
Where to next?
Slowly i move towards my goal, but i see all hope flee. a wall blocks my path. a sturdy obstacle who refuses to move. have all my efforts been in vain? no. another path lays in wait. i could try this one, or the next.
Atonement
Nowhere to flee. a chilling growl approached from behind, from the soulless creature i came to find, i had become a gladiator upon his sand, one last battle....one last stand...to find my... bitter end....
We Used to be Wild
Warmth, startled, flees. feathers and falling ash. they caged me just to save me. i pace in front of my window, daylight dies between the bars. into darkness, cover cast over.
Laceration of Fate
You entertain a similarity, just long enough to turn tail and flee.
Request: White Tigers (Poem)
She sees him coming towards her, but has no wish to flee. for now there will be two white tigers, and someday maybe three. written for [
I'd jump out of bed, brush my short fur until it looked presentable enough, toss on my equipment and go out to get the dumbass thinking they can flee.