The Wardston Conspiracy
The last appeared to make a goal of being unremarkable and inconspicuous, sitting alone and hardly looking anyone's way, though miserably failing due to his hulking size suitable for such a grizzly bear.
Open House Day One
_ grizzly bear this time. guy looked like he wanted to murder me. "what the hell!" "pardon me." lacyus laughed in the back of my mind. \*you are mean! clubbing innocents with your new wings!
Identity: Cast of Characters
; - _emily spinach_; cross-fox; his secretary governor _greg feldman_; cougar; governor of california judge _ted clay_; grizzly
The Hunter (The Sheriff's Dog)
He was able to trace even the smallest critter and it's said he once fought an angry grizzly with his bare hands.
It's Just a Dream, Right
There was lacy, being dragged into the back of a van, and 2 large grizzlies struggling to hold me back. “lacy!!!” the other me screamed and broke free from their grip. i watched as he elbowed both of them and ran towards the vehicle.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 10: The Band Of Friends (part 3) :Torn Apart (part 1)
"no prob." tom said. tom was a big bear, if you didnt know he was a fur and you saw him on all fours you would think he was a normal grizzly.
Last one left ch.8
I slowly twisted my head to see that it was grizzly who grabbed me. he didn't say a word when he forcibly pushed me onward, bringing me closer to our leader.
Of Wolf and Man (Part 1)
The following week a grizzly bear had tore apart his cabin just to get to a salmon he had just caught. luckly the human was out for the day exploring his surroundings, when he got back his cabin was in ruins.
The Collision Part 2: Day in the "Jungle"
Robert was a grizzly bear that stood at close to seven feet tall and looked like he could bench press a car with little effort.
Here, Fishy Fishy!
grizzly bears... in... spaaaaaaace! this story was originally a submission to furaffinity's thursday prompt writing group. **here, fishy fishy!
Bruce and Danny Ch. 3: The Park
**Bruce and Danny** **By: BeatleNumber9** ** Chapter 3: The Park** “Ugh!" I growled. Another week, another struggle with writer's block. Not sure if I mentioned this before, but I worked writing columns at one of the city newspapers. “Still...
Age of flowers: part 3
“h-help me.” she sobbed, crawling towards grizzly. the pawn noticed the cats movements and let out a ear piercing screech, using one of its many arms to grab onto her good arm and drag her back.