A fox and his lamp. *short story*
Well this story starts like normal, with a normal anthro white fox cleaning a very dusty attic. his name was no matter, in fact he was nameless. he was a lost tod when he wounder upon the dojo. he rarely talks to.
The Mirror pt1
I moved up into the attic for more space. that's my window.” “wait, keep going back.” bella said to her girlfriend.
Looking a Gift Horse in the Mouth
He glanced toward the door to the attic to find faux hawk man staring at him, watching him as he felt his head tip upward and he made pathetic groaning sounds.
The Haunted Pants
He looked around the empty attic, glancing at the trap door, ears straining to listen for any signs of activity from downstairs. he was completely alone.
Making It: Act 2 - Chapter 1
Primrose knew this door was squeaky, so she took some oil and poured some on the hinges, replaced the small flask and entered the attic slowly and smoothly.
Out of the Frying Pan into the Fire
It's some jankyass attic or something. some doofus with a goddamn hat towers over me. "who are you? what?" "relax." something warm, something that feels like a hand, grabs my, my ... cock and balls? what? i strain my neck. sure enough, mr.
Rain Sequel: The Happy End
Tim who had been in his room was now rubbing the back of his head after having hit the back of his head upon the window rail within his room in the attic, a large english book resting on the floor, this being the cause of what had struck the floor
Nightlights
"did you check the attic?" the wolf snarled with transparent menace. the pig blanched. "the attic?" the pig's response was a barely audible squeak. no one checked the attic; no one even knocked on its door.
Chemical Sense for the New Apocalypse
They stayed clear of the warehouse attic itself, and its rooftop, since they had some sense, but the lower roof was apparently fair game.
New reality
I got to the attic and could hear the door being beaten and windows shattering, i closed the attic and look in the window all the werewolves were coming in the house, i opened the window and landed on the grass without a scratch.
Boo and Kye: Attitude
In short, i pranced around the small attic room, twirling in circles, making small leaps, kicking my feet in and out, and curved arms in broad circles with a grace that surprised even myself.
Two in the Suit
The wolf pointed up to the ceiling and vritrax knew what his friend was talking about, the attic being one of the places he was looking forward to exploring.