The Flesh Trade, pt. 5: The Betrayal
**"the flesh trade"** by, wolfhound baxton part 5: the betrayal * * * "what's the meaning of this!?", shouted alan baxter as he struggled against the black-uniformed guards. "don't you know who i am!?"
Catalyst Core (prologue?)
But evo also noticed a gray hair and an irish wolfhound who had dejected looks on their face. evo started to feel nervous. ever since he was born he felt at one with the world's magic.
The Stormy Night
Suddenly, i heard the tinkling of broken glass, and i frown, wondering if sally, belinda or even henry, our daft irish wolfhound, had broken something. i stand, and stretch, looking around and brushing my blonde hair back, blinking my grey eyes sleepily.
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 1
He weaved past a couple of elderly ladies - a wolfhound and a rabbit, carrying their shopping home.
Michael and Amanda, Chapter 29
Michael turned around and saw a german shepherd and an irish wolfhound wearing police uniforms. smiling, michael said, "how astute of you two gentlemen. that i most certainly am, a human. what can i do for you gentlemen?"
Torpedo Run Chapter 20
Adriana leith snapped a hard, fast salute, quickly and crisply returned by the wolfhound admiral with his white-streaked fur. "understood, admiral! we won't let you down."
Knots & Flares: No Control (part two of two)
The wolfhound ostentatiously shoved his knot in alongside the length of the stallion's cock as they climaxed practically at the same time.
Depressed or not depressed
He is a dark-red, dark-white wolfhound, but resembles his mother, jenna. he is a very handsome wolf dog and wears black jeans and a white t-shirt. "pretty nice to be here on vacation and honeymoon. wonder if dusty has come back, by the way?"
Underdog
She's a mutt and i can't quite tell what breeds she is, though i see some irish wolfhound; the bitch is nearly six foot six.
Of Fire and Clay
**"of fire and clay",** **by wolfhound baxton** ja'gel crept slowly along the blackened ground. the pitch black fur of the young jackal blended well with the ash and sooty stones that covered the ground in this land.
Ruined Nights: Part 3
A tall, elder, and pompous-looking afghan wolfhound continued. she was berating a shorter mutt wearing a dark suit and a stunned look across his muzzle. "mark ralks," william said heavily and in disgust, addressing the mutt.
Collar 4 -- Need to Talk
The black irish wolfhound looked at me, his brows down tight, ears splayed. "d'ye think that might have happened t' the pup?" "holy god, i hope not."