Dress Rehearsal
The macaw had given his name as the ridiculously fake damien phoenix; he was such a preening egoist that it almost made him endearing. the otter seemed more down to earth and she was pretty sure that his name was xuan.
Where did you hear that song? [Trade]
Need’a nap…” she didn’t stop talking even as she reached the tree and began to climb up it, her voice displacing a burst of red as some angry macaws flew out from its foliage. kaa couldn’t help but laugh bitterly at the irony.
Goldfish Wishes
However, as the two debated, they failed to notice a short, polynesian woman with a blue and gold macaw perched on her shoulder, standing in front of the shop.
The Turning: A Lycanthropic Erotica
There were actual, living peacocks and macaws scampering and cawing around the small gardens to either side of the front door. the door was a chinese moon door, perfectly circular, painted a rich scarlet.
Belleraphon Chapter 1
One such person was an avian girl, who's parentage was so varied that she appeared to be some fantastical mixture of several breeds of parrots and macaws.
Saki & The Snake
Though he could only hear the low hum of the air conditioner filling his room with its mild breeze, he imagined he could already hear the call of parrots and macaws in the emerald foliage of the jungle.
A man with a stag's head (part 2/?)
I had grown up with a macaw. and that was it. i liked logic puzzles and music. my nerddoms were star trek and fighting games and the wwe.
An Evil Petting Zoo XXXmas
Naturally, criticizing a church play by any professional standards made one look like an ass, which the macaw certainly was.
The Rise of The Fuck Plants Part 2
Whatever the case, the macaw was too sleepy to consider further. she settled her lovely blue and gold feathers in under the covers and breathed a deep breath to take in some of that lingering scent.
Meeting an A(SM)rtist [Commission]
The relief was palpable on the macaw's face. "okay!" he said. "thank you carrow. can we set up the next appointment?" "sure thing," carrow said. "i'll-" "i'm free this time next week, or on fridays..." he was eager.
The Bacchus Club - Chapter Two: Arena
The macaw returned the grin as both got up and started walking out. the last sight they had before closing the door was a perfect feathery rump with a soaked crotch as irene bent to reach the soaked tabletop.
Collector Manson
macaws are known for their depression swings. i rather not have him slice his throat or something." "yes, sir." collector sighed then went to the living area and sat in this chair.