Scars Ch. 7
Patrick takes out a cigarette and lights it. "i didn't want to say this in front of chris since he already looks pretty overwhelmed. i was in that crowd of people at the front of the building." "and?"
Violet in love- Chapter I- A Gray Muzzle fan request.
Before marcia could object, violet pulled a cigarette case out of her waistband. opening the case, she pulled out a short, unfiltered cigarette, and tapped it on the table. she hung it from her muzzle, and lit it in a single motion.
Motel Blues
Helix stood outside of the door, lighting a cigarette and puffing out into the rain-droplet drenched parking lot. beat up cars lined one end. some couple was shouting just overhead. "you, uh, do that often?" helix turned to look at him.
Chapter Six
He leant back and took out a cigarette, lighting it and running his paw through his hair.
The Odd Jobs And Rehabilitaion Inc
The decaying smell of the streets was replaced with the equally depressing smell of cigarettes and booze, it smelled like home.
Tengu. Part one.
Asked the fox, stubbing out his cigarette on the tabletop. "don't." said the wolf, his eyes boring into the fox's skull,. the fox was nonplussed. "don't what?" he asked, one claw flicking at his whiskers. "don't call me jazz. ever."
Scars Ch. 11
R.j finishes his cigarette and puts it in the ash tray. "i know you and patrick have a lot of history r.j., but from here on out that dude is a fucking traitor to us. from here on out, i'll be calling the shots, i'm the new leader now.
The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.1 - The Malicious Masquerade
I lite another cigarette and grinned. "besides, i'll need to be there to make sure he keeps his paws to himself." how little did i know that those words would become oddly, eerily correct before too long.
Chapter Seven
I swung at him, but i missed, and i was sent forward crashing into him and making him drop his cigarette. he turned around, obviously annoyed, but i didn't care, i hated him.
Around the Bend Part III
And with that, the car took off, blasting music that would make you're mother choke her own cubs and cigarettes in all three mouths of the occupants. half an hour and a pack of cigarettes later the three furs arrived at the paint ball field.
a gruiling test
I pulled out my cigarette and lit it, taking a drag of it before puffing out some smoke. i really hope nothing else happens today.
Phone Home
"what a mess," she lamented, reaching for a cigarette. "this one's just knocked out, right?"