Now, adopted child of pinga.
the tiny thing struggled with his limp to keep up with pinga but resolutely refused to be carried.
Character Development, Dragon, Dragoness, Eggs, Family, Feral, First Person, Non-Anthro, Plot Development, Pregnancy, Sci-Fi, Story Progression, Transformation
Love is such a pretty blues,
There are downs, and ups, and all sorts of hues.
Love is such a playful fear,
A feeling that lingers, and sings a song, too hard to hear.
Love is such an unbeknownst preposal,
A mandatory lottery. That, usually, you...
PINGAS, Poetry
#2 of free poetry for others
this was a poem written for solarian based on his request on this journal: http://www.sofurry.com/view/390983
his request was: "pingas burrito ching chong potato!"
you get what you asked for.
Free, PINGAS, Poetry
But pingas nodded and picked me up and placed me right between her breasts. "oh god, this not gonna end well." i whispered to myself. "they busted out the backyard and headed into town heading staright for the n.y.a.d. (new york army department).
Destruction, Macro, furries
pinga gave a weak smile and then left, trotting along the path to the med bay, waving goodbye with her tail.
Character Development, Clean, Dragon, Dragoness, Family, Feral, First Person, No-Yiff, Non-Anthro, Plot Development, Sci-Fi, Story Progression, Transformation
I told her of the little memories i had of my parents, of my father amarok, the strongest warrior in my tribe, of adina who was easily the bravest warrior, of my mother pinga, why was kind, shy and gentle._
_ _
_kanti told me of herself as well, her
Fantasy, Origin, Sci-Fi, Science Fiction, Series, Wolf