Somewhere we belong
The older bloodhound crossbreed asked, this time turning to look at the fox with a direct and piercing gaze. "away from...i guess.
Dogs Sniff Butt... Cats All Suck!
Leaning on the bloodhound's leg, he whispered, "hey general... how come i gotta say 'cats suck'?" the old dog looked down and winked at him. "cuz ya just gotta," he whispered back.
The Baptism Is Long But The Song Is Everlasting
He met the bloodhound's black glass stare. neither of them moved. "you almost pushed me in the water!" muttered the starling as he bustled up behind the bloodhound. the bloodhound said nothing.
inproper timing
"no its-" "alright enough," the bloodhound interrupted, "you're definitely his son alright.
Furry Fables for Fun Furs: The rich and the sly
One day, he came across a bloodhound, cunning and soulless. that bloodhound's name was javier. javier proposed a quite generous deal: barten would give javier the money he needed to travel and search for barten's true love.
Low
He's a big brute of a bloodhound, and i wonder for a moment why they're called that. bloodhound? do they drink blood or something?
The Hunt
Chiding himself, the old bloodhound grimaced as he steeled his emotions.
The Way of the Pirate: Gold for Blood
Delpena's head turned, and the wrinkled old bloodhound smiled in a way that was ghastly to behold.
Venom: Beautiful Killers, Part 3
The bloodhound smiles and nods. "right." he replaces the shot glass with a martini glass. "i still think that's nasty. you're going to ruin the drink with that." "please, no negativity.
Death's Blood Ch. Fourteen: Demons' Blight
The bloodhound, as i expect follows. i roll aside, and i give them no time to spread again. i lunge toward them. i jab the bloodhound in the midsection, then sweep the shephard, then hook the bloodhound, then stamp the chest of the shephard.
The Adventures of Travis McQuinn: The case of the Cub Snatcher
I turned my head away quckly so the bloodhound, a name tag pinned to his jacket said otis, wouldn't see my tears and ask why i was crying.
[Detective Thursdays] For Sale
His name was james greene and he was a bloodhound. i had been told he had been on the case for almost a month now, that we were close to having enough to bust the mob boss who was cloistered in the building we were staking out.