A short story ... number 2
"hmph, stupid whelp. i saved his arse." the tiny human grumbles before walking to the edge of the desk. summoning the fallen papers up onto the desk and back into somewhat of an organizable mess. he walks around a stack of papers and pauses next to it.
Unstable Affliction: Incubus
He drew out the line befor a orc grunt bumped rudly into him,"watch it, whelp." reugus frowned at this, the only downside to the horde is that some of them were brute that didn't give a damn of what you though.
Sebastian
"whelp. i had better not waste this opportunity," i thought to myself. i threw my last pokeball at the fox, caught it, and took it to the pokemon center to get it healed up. as i walked in, carrying the fox, i was stopped by officer jenny. .
Gryphon's Desire (Part 1)
"you seem large for a whelp. are you all this big?" "i don't think so," he murmured. "i might be a taller than average but . . ."
The Half-Moon Tribe: Four Moons Saga III
I can already hear that little whelp arch brought back asking. well, i could hear him if he was actually here and knew what the hell i was thinking.
Under Control
Instead he guided her to the whelping-box he'd earlier built. it was padded with warm, absorbent blankets and towels. jayce grunted with luna's contractions.
The curse of Tantalus
Idan grinned, and for a moment, he looked like the feisty young whelp he'd been.
The King, the Queen and the Mercenary
There wouldn't be any whelps or eggs before she found her ideal mate, but gods, these low-born brutes certainly had the vigor.
The Chosen One, Unwilling
- silence whelp!! giratina's furious voice echoed in the distortion world, making the hairs on my neck stand up. it was then i knew that i had to play my cards right. one wrong move and it'll end me for sure. i knew that i can do this. i had to.
Angel O'Death.
#6 of golden age whelp. that went from zero to crazy real quick. _jessica steele picked up the stack of mail that accumulated over the past day in her and sebun's shared mailbox. she tried to find a spot to drop it in the cluttered kitchen.
The Golden One
The middle aged foxan growled at his young nephew, "don't you dare lie to me you insolent whelp. get your rear end out there and start feeding the livestock." he ordered with an ice cold glare, pointing to a large sack of feed.
a snippet of lone wolf book 1 part 1 chapter 1
She hoped it was not a whelping den. just the fox, dear lupus. she sent up a silent prayer. she did not want to contend with fox kits. and it had been just a fox---a fox waiting to give birth.