Of Skyscrapers and Taxi drivers... Chapter 1: Cats, Snow, and a Doorman
Im gonna give the story writing part a try so please forgive me if it isnt the best ^^. Comments and feedback are always welcome, its what keeps us writers/artists...
Storm Chasers
He seemed totally unaffected by winds that could rip hundred-year oaks from the ground like matchsticks and rip apart skyscrapers like they were sand castles.
Thoughtless Destruction
The tallest skyscrapers only reaching his calves, thunder felt on top of the world. normally most guys at his size would take any advantage to do what they wanted. get off on the destruction, cause some of it or just screw around with the people.
An alien helping hand.
From his balcony, the wasp-dog could see the dragon's form reflected on several of the city's skyscrapers as he approached, as if there were several, all sunset and emerald colored.
Hot Air Balloon Act 2
Only to witness the anthro shift stances to that of a charge, swing himself inbetween the two skyscrapers and drop kicking that stuck belly! sending the cryo backwards with a loud 'thumm!', ...while also accidentally knocking over said skyscrapers.
The Master's Mark 2
# yellow-gold feathers drew his attention even in the other world, and he grinned as he saw sol running through the skyscraper, trying to find someone, anyone.
The Boy in the Room
Matthew was observing a towering skyscraper that ascends above the neighboring structures, colored in a dark and shallow pallette.
(Commission) Scoring the Big Promotion
Jake shook his head and walked back around his desk to stare out the window at the skyscraper across from theirs. "i assure you that the color of your fur is doing nothing to hinder your chances for advancement here.
Atimist's BIG Morning
Looking over the build tops, he could see the city stretch out before him, his sight ending at the skyscrapers. "and i should really stop talking to myself."
First Priority
He grins as his seed rips through floors of skyscrapers, replacing the rubble with a pool of white as they come crashing down.
White City Chronicles, Pt. 1
Masked furs sprinted toward the skyscraper, throwing glyphs into the water-wall, pushing sections of the construct inward to freeze into bridges.
Uncontrolled Test Group
. \*\*\* returning home the three waste no time in retiring to their custom fabricated bedroom inside their flat belonging to the high tech skyscraper they live in.