Love Potion #9 - Part 4
Besides, your - _the_- puppies will be pure-bred so it'll be easy to find them homes. i'll go get you some dinner." janet left once again without offering any apology or even sympathy.
Sweet Tooth
"i'm pure-bred harvest mouse," he insisted, proudly, standing up straighter. whiskers, ears, and tail to attention. "that's what your parents tell you, anyway," she needled. "my parents and both sets of grandparents are harvest mouses."
The Collar
A pure bred dalmatian that he had found in one of the buildings everyone thought was abandoned. jason hadn't been the type to take the report at its word, since most abandoned buildings couldn't catch fire without someone or something causing it.
Saving the Species Ch. 1 The Meeting
Certainly not a virgin if that's what you mean, that's how i get my wage, as well as the shows, but i made a promise when i was a pup that when i met another red wolf, that i would be loyal to him and submit to him, fulfil all his desires and raise a family of pure-bred
Some Coffee with the Romance
Zoe was a beautiful damsel, a pure bred border collie in fact. she had black hair, white streaks, and a cute fuzzy black tail with white on the end. it looked like someone dipped her tail in white paint.
Drifting through the long night
"so this is a pure bred rabbit." he thinks, it all seems so alien. not just their bodies with only one type of covering rather then the blends of scales, feather and fur sported by the crew but also the creatures whole culture is so strange.
Hunter's Dream Come True
He glanced over his shoulder to the pure-bred tigress that slept within his bed, ensuring she was asleep before his eyes went aloft again.
Cergard, war side.
Being a rare, in these days, pure bred husky gave him an advantage when up in the snowy mountains.
I Will Go Screw Myself
As a pure bred, he knew exactly what to expect of himself, but the full-length mirror near the bed was revealing how pervasive the change was: he already didn't recognize his own face.
Somebody's Got To Do The Dirty Work - Part 1
The thoroughly messed up facial structure tells me he's a pure-bred dog. "who are you?" i demand, earning myself a swift kick from marcel. "mind your tongue, fox," my ferret friend growls, spitting at me. the dog with the wonky face snickers.
RP Log: Kink Note 4
"pure-bred white stag. like the ones in the legends that symbolize new beginnings. old legends say our family had some kind of magic once, but those were old fairy tales. and... i'm babbling, aren't i?"
Awakening
He was a pure-bred beauceron, tall and strong. his fur was primarily black, with pieces of brown on his chin and neck, and arms and legs starting about halfway down his limbs.