The Ride(poem)
I feel the wind. Rush past my ears, into my nose. Though my fur. Everything moving, so fast, so quick, so fleeting. Intoxicating moments of time. Often cut shorter than I would like, The drive is done, my master and I, home.
Dingo (a poem dedicated to holiday pup)
He is there. He always cares. Making sure I'm fine. Always wanting to give, me the time. Loving my quirks, missing my flaws. Sometimes I wish he'd just, sink his claws, into me. Travel that distance, all those miles. Take me away, from this...
I am a Soldier
Behind dirk, the support truck settled onto the ground with a dull thud.
Love at Twin Oaks Pt. 5
_before either of them could move they heard a loud creak as the door to dirk's room began to open._ dirk quickly flipped the blankets over therese and lunged for his breeches.
Love at Twin Oaks - The Beginning
dirk quietly backed away from the door but hung around in case the young woman needed any assistance.
Love at Twin Oaks Pt. 3
dirk put on a concerned face and asked quietly "what's wrong sweetheart, are you hurt? what can i do?"
[Commission] Torture worthy of royalty
And i do quite believe we will be enjoying ourselves, won't we dirk?" dirk didn't answer. he reached down, taking a box by the handle and opening it up. from it he took out two feathers. "whu-what?" myrcella asked, panting.
My Love (old story)
My angel, dirk. that is his name, dirk. my angel's name is dirk. i smile as i walked down these lonely halls. i smile as i enter my next class. i smile as i think of him. dirk.
The magic candle
': dirk say. 'yea, and you looks dawm good. some kind of hot. can you say that about a werewolf?' roderick don't know of what he was more surprised, the fact he change into a werewolf, or that his friends where total cool with it. dirk walks to him.
Spirit Bound: Chapter 115
Nothing quite like it, right, dirk?" dirk just shrugged, smiling wanly, before turning to stare almost broodingly out of the side window.
Playing Pretend
He smiled as he saw dirk walking over to the fourth group, since the fox had always been relatively civil with him. "so." dirk whispered, leaning in to bailey as he arrived.
All's Fair... Ch. 6
The nephil child looked disappointedly at dirk, his eyes sad and ears drooping, "i'm old enough father... i promise i won't embarrass you if that's what you mean..." father? dirk had a son?