The Concierge
I walk into the apartment lobby, a chubby older grey wolf sitting behind the concierge desk. white fur around his muzzle showing his age. his name tag reads derek. “evening, sir,” he smiles softly. “hey derek,” i say.
The Feral Concierge
At first, Kyle scoffed at the idea of going out with a bang; the concept of going on a large, final family vacation was overblown, as far as he was concerned. Some part of him was sure that his family would have **plenty** more opportunities to go out...
Impure - Chapter Four
The concierge leaned forward, grinning. “but it's hard to forget someone of your status.
Impure - Chapter Three
After countless hours spent wrenching his shoulders and standing in the freezing cold, the cheetah had finally reached not only warmth, but the ship's concierge.
Impure - Chapter Five
“we’ll make right over there and tell the concierge…” then another thought hit him. “wait, is concierge even the right word? or would it be purser…” he rubbed his muzzle. “no, that would be a higher level staffer, i think.
Worlds Apart - Chapter Six
The sapiens concierge emerged from the other suite at a fast pace, somehow managing not to appear rushed.
White snow and Black male
With a deep breath and a soft exhale, the concierge gave a small nod and scanned the reception area, spotting the large black drake trying to rest.
Con Pup (Commission)
"of course," the concierge nodded, "one moment." randy tried hard not to think about how he didn't know the status of the reservation as the cat typed away.
The Concierge of Livestone
Now, the aforementioned facts of the hotel concierge were in fact an unfortunate consequence of the nature of the job. it was the job of the hotel concierge to appease the guest in whatever manner they desired.
I - His Name is Aloise
The concierge put a soft finger to his lips, tapping it. “well, it's a tall order. many brothels couldn't fulfill such a set of prerequisites. but here at rozen we pride ourselves on our _very_ fine selection.
The Quiet That Keeps Us
But, eventually, he went to the door to speak to the concierge. he already knew what he wanted: a rare import red wine, something spiced, like liquid fire.
Clutches of the Dragon
The concierge had handed him the package in the elevator- and it was one smoking-hot unit.