The Class of 1999
It can't have been too nice anymore, considering we'd been sitting here for good half an hour already, mostly chatting this and that until cobb began his tirade.
Arora: The Hungry Wolves Chapter One
Naheta couldn't put her anger into words, properly, but her friend had heard these tirades before and was able to finish the little vixen's sentence. "like some kit," the wolf girl stated with a calm and quiet voice. "yes!"
Sky and Sea
It had gotten to the point where his father's tirades had elicited this response. the words would cease being language from his point of view. it would be a flow of noise from sky's perspective. he idly wished rai was still around, to distract dad.
An Island Of Compassion In A Sea Of Slavery: Part Three
._" by the end of my tirade, i was actively fighting to hold back tears of shame. sally whined piteously at my feet, and put her paws on my lap so she could lean up and lick my face.
Fresh Brewed Karma
She pushed the coffee across the counter and started her tirade: "my latte tastes like ass." chris looked at her with all too much experience with this type of customer; theo looked over anxiously; tara was getting furious.
Macro Tyler March #15 - Micro POV
But before i could revert to my usual response of such rudeness with a tirade of increasingly expletives and insults the other part of me, the part that found it liked being pushed around like that by tyler, shut me up. “ass.”
Macro Tyler March #6 - Sleep Growth
Instead he barged in, muzzle already half open to unleash a tirade of grumpy chastisement on his brother for waking him up. what was waiting for him when he got inside made the words die in his throat. tyler wasn't alone in his bed.
Life's Interesting This Way
That was the cue for him to tune out as his mother began her endless tirade of how he should listen to her because she knows what's best for him and for the family. how cultivating a good image and reputation among his peers is important.
Diplomatic Immunity
Out of all the preds to hit the top twenty, and i'm dealing with-" she intervenes before the room's windows are sacrificed to his little tirade. a soft paw rests on his shoulder, the digits softer and plumper than human fingers.
No Right
The headmaster practically ignored this tirade. "i'll make those girls pay for what they've done to you. and don't worry about me getting caught," he continued, "i'll make sure it's done indirectly...and very thoroughly."
The Mook Maker, Chapter 19: Cycle of Violence
Listening to his tirade i gained an impression that he could speak two different languages, or two noticeably different dialects of one, and tried the second after the first failed.
Trust in oneself, CH 31
The rat’s mouth was still opened, even if the words had been said in the middle of the golden tiger’s tirade. they’d only registered now, only there was no way he had heard correctly. “wha?” was the eloquent question.