He dug a little bit to the pile and found an almost intact box of bento. its content had sadly rotten, so he threw it away. next to it was a plastic bag full of unfried rice crackers and a newspaper.
College, Gay, M/M, Romance, Story Series, University, Wolf
Fear dug in. i realized that, soon, we would be too.
Action, Adventure, Alternate Reality, Animorphs, Avian, Character Development, Dark, Depressing, Disaster, Dystopia, Fanfiction, Feral, Fight, Fighting, First Person, Flight, Hawk, Independent Plot line, Morphing, No-Yiff, Non-Anthro, Plot Regression, Sci-Fi, Science Fiction, Shapeshifting, Story Series, Suspense, Thought Provoking, Tragedy, Transformation, Unofficial Sequel, Various Species, new characters
She twisted her body around and dug her hands as deep into the earth as she could, gasping as some of her nails tore free under the strain.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
From the loss of this friend,
my heart may never mend,
i searched high and low,
finding you was a blow,
i did all that i could,
if i could revive you, i would,
but instead i would carry,
a friend once so merry,
with my hands i had dug
Death, Depression, Dog, Friendship, Pit Bull, Poem, Poetry, Rhyme, Sad, Sorrow, Tragedy
_
_because it was the only way._
bartholomew flung the stone aside, back where the snow had already been dug out, and was surprised to find that he was on the verge of crying.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
_
_because it was the only way._
bartholomew flung the stone aside, back where the snow had already been dug out, and was surprised to find that he was on the verge of crying.
Ander, Clean, Fox, Novel, Serial, Story, Wolf
The sharp stones dug in giving her only more tears to shed.
only more pain. the thought numbed her deep down into her core. cold and unfeeling, like a second skin of ice. she dropped her head back, air escaping her in an exhausted shudder.
Emotional, Short, unfinished
Always seems to be giving way
any time now, any day
here, i'm certain, i don't want to stay
yet, here i find myself once more
from a simple blink too long, not plainly left here unsure
doubt seems to find me when the races pause in mind
in what's to be dug
Poem, Poetry, Short Story, slice of life
Selk dug his fork into the slab and got a mouthful, his eyes widened at the taste "oh wow" he managed through the mouthful; the cake wasn't so much cake as it was a large brownie.
Canine, Cervine, Chubby, Deer, Male, Vore (soft)