The Lion King Lesson: How to Mark Territory
He admired her target, anticipating what he's going to do. yesterday, he wouldn't never have thought he'd pee into nala's mouth. simba took aim and hit the target precisely.
Arson's Master
In the dark target's were lost easilly, too many nooks and turn offs to trick the mind. arson was once more above his target, hopping up onto the gutters of the building arson would wait until the man was out in the open, clear of any debris.
Hot Saurian Nights
He could hear the sounds of several people talking, he did not know if his target was one of them or if his target was even in the camp at the time.
Hypnotized!
When the orange fur had settled and his target once more slept soundly, hiss snuck his tail tip around, deftly flicking it up underneath the bottom of the fox's tunic.
Dora's Big Adventure, Part 1 of ???
The target was a red fox named patrick something or other. he was supposed to be this irish gangster and all around shithead. someone i would be more than happy to send to the underworld.
The oath of the brother-in-blood
Get the jtac to free up the targeting requirements and maybe we can be a bit more proactive." _and_, he didn't have to tell the dog, _only twelve targets at most_. “tracker, this is royal four-one. priority support request.
Straight Shot
Daniel rose his voice urgently as the target threatened to slip from their grasp. _"straight-shot, take the target out, over!"_ a voice finally came back. "waste him." daniel muttered. emma didn't flinch. she didn't hesitate.
26: Peril
Nightshade cursed herself for missing her target twice. she had hoped that using her metal knives, while less accurate, would catch her target off guard as they would be harder to detect.
At some disputed barricade
Starting from ip oscar, your heading to target is thirty-one degrees; distance... uh. nine point... three kilometers. target elevation is, ah, three hundred meters.
Cal's Game CYOA - Version 14 available now (free)
Once more you suck in the scent to clarify that this has indeed been your target, when said targets walk straight in front of you, telling your eyes what your heart and nose already knew: there is a bitch in heat.
First Time: Challenges
The teams would have to get to the podium without disrupting any of the targets, where one member would use the bow, and the other his/her ranged magical attacks to strike the targets.
Cold as Steel (A Flexible Survival Fan Fiction) Teaser
Gunner, target, 3 o'clock!-_ _-target acquired-_ _-light it up!-_ _-heap round, no effect, sir! it bounced off him!-_ _-pop smoke, lets whip around and put a heat round up his ass!-_ _-target acquired-_ _-fire!-_ _-that's a hit!