A Remote Possibility
The agent was a black fox, hence the codename sable. he was in his early twenties and had lived on the streets before being recruited by the agent known only as silver. sable on the other paw, was known by several names.
Sins of the Father
Adrien stood just inside the doorway for a few moments, small drops still falling from his sable fur. he was alone.
When Bonds Move Further
_While this is my first submission to SF, and do take pride in my work, I am not too happy with the overall outcome. A project that should have taken maybe a day or two, at absolute maximum, a week, got dragged out for a whole month. But that aside, I...
Captive Desire
#2 of mercenary desire mercenary desire chapter 2 captive dreams ================ first draft: 26 aug 07 release date: disclaimer: this story is (c) sable gryphon (ebongryphon at hotmail dot com) this story contains sexual acts between furry
Prisoner of War
#1 of mercenary desire mercenary desire chapter 1 prisoner of war ================ first draft: 20 aug 07 release date: 26 aug 07 disclaimer: this story is (c) sable gryphon (ebongryphon at hotmail dot com) this story contains sexual acts
Break Room
Within businesses, it was almost as hectic and unorderly as the jungle, but corporations made it seem as though they were close knit, well oiled machines that worked together to complete every task quickly and efficiently. In reality, even the...
Off Leash Chapter 1
Black sedan, tarnished silver letters on the trunk spelled out "sable." common sense finally lit up my brain, and i sought out the license plate number. i stared at those white numbers as the car raced away, not a single number registering in memory.
My First Match
>>"the sable ferret in the olive green wrestling trunks gives a fist-pump to the crowd. his hair's a dark imitation of a ric flair perm and his boots are short and yellow.
The Sun's Funeral
A slow and somber file muffled in sable saturnine. (and only let the morning rise that i might glimpse the gold.)
One Hard Fondle
Pointed nails ever so slightly rake at the thin, sable fur atop the panther's pecs, caressing them with a wind-like tickle. the skin beneath that fur senses that motion and grows in sensitivity to it.
Apollo's Haven: Day One
"yeah, but this is nice, right, sable?" the blue one asked. "just enjoying master apollo's big, strong feet~" "it is..." the brown one agreed "but labelle is still lucky to get bred a day early."
Ruckus In The Village! [Tofu]
It contains some non-japanese elements for easier understanding, such as referring to the gregorian calendar or incorrect but widely accepted terms - for example, katana formally isn't a sword as it would fall under sable category due to only one edge being