The three climbed into the duct, locking the grate back into place, and re-locking the system once more.
"doesn't this seem kind of cheesy?" alex's voice cracked over their internal coms.
"what the vents?" skye replied.
Dragon, No-Yiff, Story Progression, Story Series
No broken glass, no forced locks and no opened windows. the locks are all in place, could it be an inside job? i thought to myself. there are also no pawprints. perhaps the burglar was wearing glove?
Canine, Detective, Suspense
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, until one of the men burst through the door, holding a lock in his hands.
the lock that brandon had picked.
Dog, End, Gray Wolf, Transformation, Wolf
She tried to push it open, but found it was locked as well. she was about to use her lock picks when she remembered the key she just picked up, **_maybe it works here..._** lazula took the key and inserted it into the lock of the door.
Argonian, Elder Scrolls, Fantasy, Female, No-Yiff, Oblivion, Rape, prisoner
Wes could feel his eyes strain as he locked them tightly on his computer screen, hoping the panther didn't notice his nervous movements.
"mind if i take that from ya?" wes looked up from his computer and locked eyes with the cat once more.
Clean, Gay, Gay Relationships, M/M, No-Yiff
I started to work on the lock on the door. it was actually easy; it wasn't the hardest lock to open. it was a civilian lock not a militant lock, odd for a high class facility.
"get ready to go in 5...4...3...2...1... now," i exclaimed.
Bear, Death, Fox, Love, M/F, Plot Development, Rabbit, Sci-Fi, Wolf
I wouldn't be locked in here all night, would i? i was on the verge of tears again when the lock spun and the locker opened.
i was cramped up from my imprisonment and fell out of the locker.
Bisexual, Fox, Highschool, M/F, Sad
Inside was a little suitcase, much like the one i was carrying, i removed it and re-locked the door.
Bad Language, Clean
It began with closing the sigillarium, locking away intent and meaning while jacob forgot the words themselves.
Coyote, Flash Fiction, Sigil
Turning right at the top of the stairs, he slipped his blue key into the lock and paused for a moment. he had a key, that meant he put the lock in or otherwise owned the room. then he turned it with a click and pushed the door open.
Dragon