That November morning.
Which practically magnetized me. 10 pure inches of prime quality bunny meat, bright red, constrasting his ashen fur, bouncing at every single breath of his.
Domesticating a Raccoon
The ashen gray had just about overtaken his natural red color, leaving just little flecks of copper distributed throughout the gray color. vic didn't know what was going on, but he had ideas.
Samuel's Lineage (WIP?)
Sam's favorite was of how they came to be, a pact between a family and one of the ashen gods, but of course he'd only gotten the abridged versions. "so what can i do? as a half fogwalker." "it varies.
Demon's Snare
The other gargoyle was ashen over most of his body, the exception being his underbelly. that was a yellow, akin to a bird's beak, covering his pectoral and abs.
Odd Inn
That ashen skin quickly took a bright red hue, under the sneers from the audience.
Fight or Fuck
An extreme close-up made any viewer recognize how much the rhino's backside looked more akin to a ashen marble statue from greek mythology, he was so perfect. too bad the owner opted to be a cheater though.
Don't Scream
By the time she stood her full height she was face to throat with an ashen furred wolf. he grinned broadly, his teeth terribly sharp.
An Unexpected End
The pain he felt was unbelievable ashen began to digest him and he became nutrients for this gargantuan beast. the end
Rangertale, Ch.9: Ancient Power
Behind the pedestal stood a tall, ashen-furred lupine, scarred from many battles. he watched the rangers with curiosity, and a hint of admiration. tull withdrew the blade from its place as the two rangers approached.
Rangertale, Interlude: The Trailway Inn
* * * tull ashen grey-furred lupine, longtime foe of mels. heavily scarred and well armored and armed. not much known of his personality, though he seeks the blades of eulas seemingly for personal power.
Rangertale, Ch.5: Uricht, Part II
* * * tull ashen grey-furred lupine, longtime foe of mels. heavily scarred and well armored and armed. not much known of his personality, though he seeks the blades of eulas seemingly for personal power.
Why
Of morbid cries and ashen skies, did froth and cough in tune. with the imagination of no religion have you come down to earth to smite those who saw through your lies? children bleed as the clown foretold, a mourn to remember.