Fog of War. Chapter Two.
And a few other things duran lost track of as he slumped against the floor. duran's heart was pounded and he clenched his hands. arn was a handful but manageable. duran could control, manipulate the wolf.
Fog of War. Chapter One.
And he chuckled, taking a seat behind duran. he used one hand to place on duran's shoulder, and half his side, pulling him a bit closer. duran could feel arn tighten his fingers as if afraid the other wolves would take duran away from him.
Fog of War. Chapter Three.
duran looked at him. then at the snow filled tub. "usually you use water." duran felt the need to point out. "it'll melt." arn just said, crossing his arms and frowning now at duran. "what?" duran took a step back, looking at the wolf. "well?"
Fog of War. Chapter Four.
duran didn't ask why the wolf had the shoulder guard and cloak on but nothing else. duran ignored the wolf. "i wasn't talking to you," duran just said facing towards the desk.
Black Haven Bay
duran said with a little grin. "first things first... my name is duran. duran nelson, at your service. since i'm the youngest of the new crew, it's up to me to train new folk who haven't been sailing before.
Fog of war. Chapter Five.
Light poured into the cell and duran shielded his eyes. "come to finish me off?" duran mocked, tightening his grip on the knife. he didn't get a reply, as the wolf walked into the room on all fours. arn's ear fell back as he saw duran.
Fur's Random Swordplay 1
Just before his vision faded, duran heard someone calling his name... \*\*\*earlier that day\*\*\* duran stretched as he roused himself from his bed.
Fur's Random Swordplay 1
Just before his vision faded, duran heard someone calling his name... \*\*\*earlier that day\*\*\* duran stretched as he roused himself from his bed.
Havana or Hell, part six
duran, it seemed, had worked from home. alone, or with bill holman. i drove to warrington and arrived at kendall duran's 1940s bungalow. here i parked my car in an abandoned barn close to the property.
Manipulated
duran unsnapped liam's pants and began pushing them down. feeling the fabric slip liam panicked and grabbed duran's wrist with his paw, opening his eyes to silently plead with the other wolf to stop.
My Guardian Demons, Part 3 of 4
duran, it seemed, had worked from home. alone, or with bill holman. i drove to warrington and arrived at kendall duran's late 1940s bungalow. here i parked my car in an abandoned barn close to the property.
The Tournament: Part One
Kingo and duran realized they had been sizing each other up. duran gave a small smile and a shrug, and kingo laughed it off.