Lament
When she'd first seen him so hungry, she'd fantasized being his. now she had a similar impulse, but for a different reason. it wasn't for herself, her love was hungry, and she wanted him fed!
Sinori's Tale - Chapter Four
hunger was starting to become more noticeable too - i had planned on eating my last berry for breakfast today, but with it gone i would just have to go hungry.
Random wolf tf story
He clutches his stomach instead; the hunger is too much to bear. if he doesn't feed on something soon enough he will just die again, but out of hunger.
The Old Red Hen and the Big Bad Fox chapter 1: come on in...
He shivered with hunger, never before did plain bread look so appetizing. he grabbed that first loaf and tore in with ferocious hunger.
Little Wolf, Big Ordeal CH. 13
You have nothing to worry about, like how you're gonna feed seven hungry beaks. and besides that, your kids have to prove that they are big bad wolves--err, i mean big bad eagles--eventually.
Ghost Treat
It hisses while looking around, clearly not knowing where it was but it was hungry. how was it hungry? how can one know? the snake resembled a boa constrictor mixed with a python or something. it was over the usual eight feet.
Chapter V - Mending
She'd be hungry, sleeping most of the day and night would make for one hungry wolfess. she thought about tirola as she gathered up the tray and went back to the sickroom, laying it on the small night stand beside her bed.
Shifting Shadows- A Character Study, Odd Perspective
The creature smiled a sickly mix of hunger and hatred, and leapt. the one called jaxyn unsheathed its firehammer and threw its fury at the nightmare. it fell.
“To Say Goodbye…” A Story Inspired by Elder Scroll’s IV: Oblivion
"dro'jinn can feel the food inside him...but the hunger doesn't stop...it is still there...he is still very, very hungry..." he quietly said to himself as he watched his son run outside the door.
Vor-tual Reality
He was still hungry.
Obamon
"i guess i made a booboo, but you looked so tired and hungry. i can even see your ribs." she ran a finger gently down his chest over his rib cage.
Fat Fox Poem
Up so that i can make lunch my sweatshirt rides up, and the pants they head down i fondle my belly so soft and so round all out of food, i must shop today and stop at the old country kitchen buffet first thing is first, this fat fox is hungry