Balm for Dichotomy
Though wren was aboard luminous more than any other fur. he had the hardest time letting go. "she looks she wants to be flown. wants to fly. wants to soar." a sigh.
Running In The Rain Part 4
But wren, her best friend's son, was better off in a city in case he ended up sick dr's would know how to treat him. not that he was sickly or a feeble child at all, no, he was quite robust.
A Toy's Feast
A wren in the water passed between the reptilian pooltoy and the corner of the pool, with no one around out on dry land to witness what happened next. printed teeth parted and the gator struck smoothly.
2.3 - Real Time
I suppose you flirt with kody and wren. you have no room to complain, he told himself. and, besides, you're thinking about sex, too. don't deny it. your mate's a bat, and this is a cave, and caves are metaphors for female, uh ... parts. mm-h.
Deprivation Medication
Of course, everyone wanted a captain like wren, the squirrel. bold, strong, with a certain kind of attitude. first of his kind. but ... not everyone could be a wren. and not everyone could anticipate how any captaincy would go ...
The Inner Light
The other day, i came on the bridge ... to go to the ready room, to talk with wren. you were at her station, and ... when i walked past the both of you, she bristled." "well, she's ... very protective of me," field said.
Race Weekend
And there was wren and his mate rella. both of them were squirrels. and a few others that audrey hadn't been introduced to yet. didn't know their names. but the majority of furs here were mice. and then squirrels. there was a chipmunk.
Guns and Condom's Pt. 2
**guns and condoms** _chap. 2_ _by wren adams_ the hallway was dark, sorta like the dusk of early evening when everything starts to cover in shadow. i had the m9 pointed.
The Guilded Cage, Ch 12
Maybe that was because wren still remembered him? he shook his head, rolling his eyes at his own silly rationalization. no-- he was just tired of being alone and, no matter how much it hurt that none of them knew him, he knew them.
Wet Dreams Can Come True
'i think i'll live, thanks wren.' he put his shirt back on causing a subtle regret within me. 'well, i gotta, er...' i noticed that he was looking at my crotch, i shifted my position to hide my throbbing shaft. 'i gotta get goin'.'
3.8 - Design For Living
In the holo-suite, me and adelaide against wren and rella. in the evenings. adelaide can't shoot very well, cause ... well, she doesn't have traditional paws to grip the ball with," field said. "but she likes to play.
Poppy Flowers and Diesel
The small wren at the front desk opened his beak to question the new patron, but she quickly lifted a feather to her beak and mimed a shush.