Life in Yiggow Chapter 10

Wolfington shaking the pitbull's hand. "how've you been max?" max chuckled in delight, "oh i've been doing good, business here has been booming this year." the pitbull pointed at a picture of a bald eagle over in the lounge.

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To the Winner Go the Spoils

The pitbull looked horrified from jacob to the set-back waitress; "you don't have to answer him." he clarified to her. "he's just being an idiot." "well...uhh, yeah he has that obscure handsomeness in a pitbull's face.

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Pit bull Hustle

The pitbull grinned himself, unable to contain it. "i'm ok, like i said.

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A Change In Tradition: Part 2

She saw the pitbull, and, thank god, only the pitbull, hovering over a skillet.

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Into the Pit Chapter 3: Gym Brat

Interrupted the red-headed pitbull from across the way, "you're the one so hellbent on my training, the least you could do is be in the ring with a pad." helga felt just a smidge of familiarity as the pitbull approached them.

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Pawford, Ch 5: It's Just a Skin Flick

The pitbull returned it with another shove, "how would you know, hoss? how often d'you see me with humans, huh?"

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Into the Pit Chapter 7: No Home

Rather, the pitbull looked at the pig with a mixture of hatred and thankfulness. the pig wasn't a stranger to glares, though they usually had a more solid foundation.

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Into the Pit Chapter 4: Movies are a bad first date

Her uber driver, an untalkative bloodhound, just kept his eyes on the road as the pitbull fidgeted in the passenger seat.

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Into the Pit Chapter 5: Fight Night

Muscle memory carried her, letting her dodge sweeps and strikes from the other pitbull. both arms up, she circled her opponent to strike from behind.

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A Jewel in the Ruff Chapter 9

It'd be safer to just-" the pitbull rested her hand against alex's shoulder. smiling, rebecca said, "we'll be with you. i might be a pacifist, but i'll make an exception if she tries to touch you."

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Sins of Our Elders: Chapter 7

The pitbull hunched forward between the two front seats, "we haven't even met the guy." the pig nodded and pushed the girl back, "yeah, we haven't." "so how can you tell he's a good guy?"

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