Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 34
The panda immediately notices dunn, the tan, swift fox, sitting on the near side of the bar, the side closest to the door. she also sees pica, the bobcat, at the farthest end of the bar.
Expedition: Unsheathing the Sword
Getting a blood donation from a scientist's pet swift fox and making a hot little piece of tail like me was absurdly easy, what with the current state of genetic science." "well, if you could design yourself, makes perfect sense to make it look good."
Line-Out
And here i was, a swift fox a good three feet shorter than him in stature and comparatively miniscule in build, tunning his body the way a musician would tune their instrument. so. fucking. cute. it was especially cute that he was so worried.
Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 38
Dunn, the swift fox, shows just how muscular he can be as he does bicep curls. he is wearing a simple, white wifebeater and track shorts. (the shorts are skin-tight and anyone who wanted to could take a glance at his package.)
Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 36
Hoeness looks on angrily as the swift fox and the tan bobcat make their way inside. he then looks down at his companion as she tries to collect herself. "it wasn't that funny."
Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 49
Only one, the swift fox, comes out and enters the building. seeing him without his partner makes her smirk, but she soon returns to her angry pouting. two more cars arrive. st.
The Roaring Lion
A male swift fox dressed in equally worn clothes was pulling a hefty cart by hand. the different styles of dress was something the human from fez was unaccustomed to.
Chapter 14: Dinner Date
The swift fox still wasn't allowed to talk to her, but as far as flora could tell, she was doing alright. flora hoped isabelle's punishment would be over at the end of the week.
Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 40
Dunn, the swift fox, and pica, the bobcat, are to the right side of the desk, just a couple of feet from the door. pica is seated on miranda's chair, which has been moved from its place to the front.
The Buzzing Hour
Hell, you were towards the bigger end for a swift fox, but you were still only on par with his size, so no using that to your advantage. \>and as for subtlety, you got skittish whenever an opportunity to stealthily reinforce your mark came up.
The Library
Okay...so I guess I've got a bit of explaining to do by this point. It's been â€" hell, I've lost count â€" a year, maybe, since I last visited what is now the ruins of Midgard, possibly more. My trip there had started off as just an ordinary...