Adventures with my furs and others
note about story i do not own equestria mlp does, but i do own star.
star worked as a erronboy, funny a horse like him working for other horses.
Meet the furs
We need help is there anyone her...preferably someone with fur?"rex shouted as we entered the village. there was no response and the whole place seemed to be quite."great...it be a ghost town.."said scruff.
#fur, #war
"_Where will you be when we cast this net of souls upon the sea_?"Scuff's bellowing Irish voice rang through my ears and sprung me out of my bed. I saw the team already getting their gear strapped on without me."Thanks for waking me up!"I said as i...
#fur, #war
I wasn't ready. No training could have me ready for anything they were going to send me in. The training didn't tell you what it is like to be shot at, they don't train you to watch genocide in front of your eyes. They don't train you for the mental...
#fur, #war
I wasn't ready. No training could have me ready for anything they were going to send me in. The training didn't tell you what it is like to be shot at, they don't train you to watch genocide in front of your eyes. They don't train you for the mental...
#fur, #war
A short poem about fur
tangled in the sheets
shed all over the streets
fur
a smooth silky coat
liable to make one gloat
purr
that rumble in the throat
causing you to dote
murr
sound of those effete
an audible canine treat
PURR, Poem, Poetry, fur, murr
It's freezing, as usual, when I come home.
They keep us working far longer than they should and I am exhausted.
When I get home and climb into bed there's someone already there.
Greffel hops up, wagging. "Good evening!"
"What?" I stare at...
Bed, cold, fur
Birth by fur.. ( picture your self walking toward your two best friends but suddenly you black out.) (you see nothing but blackness.....)
sexy fur birth
" i'm a lofty lovely woman,"
says the lady in the furs,
in the glance she throws around her
on the poorer dames and sirs:
" this robe, that cost three figures,
yes, is mine," her nod avers.
Love, Poem, Story, furs
He'd been dead before, and the last time, when he'd been caught in a steel trap after eating poisoned food, an old navajo man took his lifeless carcass home and skinned him for his fur.
Antholgy, Coyote, Gods with fur, published
Article originally appeared in: [furred reich blog](http://furredreichblog.com/2015/11/22/man-in-the-high-castle-is-just-wrong/)
i'll admit it: i was a history major, and the biggest reason i ever became one is because of my fascination with the third reich
Alt history, Furred reich, WWII