Romancing a little angel
A sly little grin crossed over his dark-black lip lines, as mischief filled as the old male was, the grin was eerily and suited him perfectly.
Drone Costume
"i think it's time for dessert," said the alpha with a hint of mischief on his voice. "drone, come with me," he said, and walked to the buffet where dessert waited. his wife followed him, a sly grin on her face.
A Visit From My Brother
He _enabled_ me to pursue that perfectionism when i saw fit, in one instance going so far as to stand up to a resident mischief-maker he befriended, allured by tales of my "adventures" only to be vocally disappointed when i turned down his invitation for a
A Second Chance
A glint of mischief reflected from them, but also relief, immense relief, and curiosity of how much he could learn further. "so, he won't be getting into trouble then?" his dad asked.
A Picnic Upon the Peak
His eyes gleamed with mischief as he craned his neck to peer at hir a bit closer. "you see, i know you can catch anything you want all on your own, so i think i might just start keeping my prey to myself. hmm, yes that does seem like a good ide-!"
Your Appetite, Darling
She pawed at him needily, eyes sparking with mischief, with that restrained, frozen-back sense of play.
Our Story Ch2, New Friends.
"we were unloading, until these two mischief makers decided to double team me." "that's only because you were picking on devon!" james said accusingly, poking his dad in the ribs. "and just why were you picking on your son?"
Choleric
Riley grinned even bigger, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "...it sucks!" he pronounced gladly. "...what?!" moongaze's jaw dropped. she found herself suddenly sitting across from riley, her anger slowly melting away and changing to relief.
The Stray Cat, Ch. 2
Always right by my side when the adults found out about our mischief that got in trouble more times than i can count. i could depend on him for anything, and him me. another christmas came to st.
Always Know What You're Pouncing On
#1 of misadventures of joel _the story of joel the kitten begins - where will his mischief take him?_ the grass was tall and obstructed his view, but it didn't bother joel. his prey's scent told him all he needed to know.
Beyond the Hold: Chapter One
"no, it is the sign of mischief in ora'na dancing with the spirits. it is the flames of the fire which tell so," others would argue.
Eleven
His round eyes flashed with mischief, and his slender beak slid top against bottom to punctuate the sentence, make the tone carry all sorts of implications. "you do?" "a delivery for chemist steen."