The Shadow Realm

While his father was a panther, he had a serval for a mother. at first glance, you might just think he to be a pure serval. his base fur coat was a tannish-brown, similar to that a cheetah's.

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Molot's Forging [Commission]

Molot thrust and pistoned himself into the now-squeezing sphincter, grabbing on tight to the serval's hips to hold him steady.

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Serval and Sheep (Chapter 28)

The serval smiles. "i hope you find your keys!" she chirps. "see you tomorrow, solomon!" the two male felines blend into the surrounding crowd, eyes on the floor in search for marx's elusive keys.

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The Axe Cuts Both Ways - Chapter 12

Scanning the collection of ancient soldiers present, he noticed a middle-aged serval wearing a roman uniform. approaching, he raised one hand in salute. \<"_ave, centurion...

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Toeing the Line, Draft 1, CH 22

"you need a break bodenman," the serval at the console behind him said. marcus sighed. "what i need is for my husband to hug me and tell me i am going to figure this out." "i can hug you if it's going to help."

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Chapter 13: Enemies and Examinations

"corporal quentin, you are one of four people seen in the vicinity of mister mccloud's arwing," declared the serval in a severe tone. "can you tell me what you did?"

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Serenity Base pilot part 1

Her next step is faster, the serval breaking into a full out sprint with her head dipped. now that she has started, she just wants to get this over with as quickly as possible.

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Serval and Sheep (Chapter 14)

If hafsa truly wants to be a part of this world, as an adult as a serval, and as a beacon of hope, she needs to follow solomon's advice and put on a big smile. close-mouthed, of course.

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Kissing The Serval

Enjoy fa submission information: posted: may 30th, 2010 06:24 am kissing the serval by ayn blackfox i walk down the city streets slowly. the cold night air whips over my feathered body, piercing through my clothing like they were not even there.

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Out of the Cold by Red Tygon

The serval said in a surprisingly gentle voice for her fearsome appearance. "and made little waste of causing trouble for another in hiding it would seem.

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