My Personal Fursona Chap ???
esther pulled out her mobile phone to take pictures of what they planned on doing to patricia. nicholas was slowly getting up. he let out a small growl and the girls heard it. esther slowly walked to him. "hey black shit cub!
Visiting the Volskayas
esther continued into the kitchen and sat herself down by the round kitchen table and i followed. esther smelled, "mmm. smells like you're cooking beef stroganov!"
Chapter 1- Pilot
esther and my friend reese, a little chinchilla who is so innocent and sweet, you'd think is a saint, have me in a group chat wishing me the best of luck tomorrow.
Seven Days- Part VI
It was his sister esther, a vixen of incredible beauty even after the age of 40 and even for vulpine standards.
An Awkward Coffee
They both laughed and esther turned to leave, giving owen a pat on the shoulder. “later, owen."
Flight
esther had run off to the kitchen, thirteen year olds cared more about snacks than girlfriends/boyfriends, but marcus and his parents were still present, although marcus was already flicking through his phone. _"riley"_.
Everyone Does It: Mr. and Mr. Rifkin
esther had done most of her crying on the drive over; nicolai cried on the inside, proud that his only child would finally tie the knot with the love of his life. esther wiped his cheek, "oh dearie, you didn't wash your face enough before coming here.
As Angels Fall and Demons Fade
My original name was esther.. cassandra always called me essie. but after i fell i also lost my name. or rather, i threw it away.. and now my name is soul. and i'm not longer an angel. now i'm a soulfox.. the first, and only one of my kind.
The E.A.G.A.M.E.S. Exegisis pt. 2
He placed a wing on esther's shoulder. "singularly, our spells are lame. but we've a way to combine them." smugly, esther removed his wing and walked to a nearby wall, to his evident disappointment.
Caribbean Esther Ch. 1
These three spots are the top key elements in what shall take place **caribbean esther** it was the year 1930 and david perriere, wolf alpha and king of the south pacific islands, had reigned for three years from his island fortress on tahiti.
Within another's life (short story)
"the singing is my sister, esther." she said after many moments of silence. her voice was calm and pleasant sounding. her whole aura was like the outside world. it seemed.. well to put it bluntly, perfect. though she was not.
Grenzen
esther and i reached out to hug one another, sharing a peck on the cheek. "be well." i ruffled william's headfur on my way towards the door. "have a good day the both of you."