Hanging Over his Head
Dreams of two lovers hanging over his head hanging over his head are half-conjured images of desires, of a rose in a shire, whose outlook is dire, of doves flying home, that never grow
His Only Happy Ending
Right about then his computer beeped. he looked up at the screen, it was his instant messenger. he pried himself off the bed and instead slumped into the chair at his computer station.
Jet: His (short) history
Me and were managed by ourselves until we found out wolf was planning to take over my body because his limitations in his was too much for him. he hoped that with a body that could change into different forms he could do whatever he wanted.
Chapter I: A Boy and His Crocodile
He took his body shape and muscles from his shark side, and he got his chubbiness, color scheme and height from his orca side. he had no idea where he got his curly dirty blonde hair from, but he went with it.
Sea'an: On His Own
Knees pulled up to his chest, his left ear twitched slightly at the constable's words, making a few strands of his white hair fall out of place.
She Wanted a Dog: Transformed Against His Will
In his minority.
"He's moving on with his life."
I feel him slip away to his new life, and my eyes shut tightly, trying to process a snapshot, the last masterpiece within his gallery.
Search For His Happiness Chapter 3
Sevren held him close, snoring softly as his eyes were fully closed, the muscles in his body tensing, then relaxing once more, as he was completely unconscious. silver nuzzled his furry, silky chest ever so gently like the puppy he was.
His Destiny (part 2)
\> but that was too late the golduck said to his minons \.
His Story part 2: Truth of Hate
He looked up at slasher for a second, and then saw his reflection. because of the waves, it was a little distorted. but peering closely, he noticed his head had two white bumps on them! he tried his best to feel them with his claws.
Search For His Happiness Chapter 1
his teeth began to chatter, the freezing wind gently caressing his body, as his fur slowly swayed in the gentle breeze. but to the boy it felt like a blizzard striking at his heart.