The Stump
"well, beyond prophetic speculation i took a shovel and mattock around the edges. unfortunately, turns out our friendly stump has an extra thick root the size of your arm. maybe more."
Backstage
In which we get to see mattock on the job, tending to the needs of a rockstar hyena. most people come to a concert to watch the stage; me, it's my job to watch the crowd.
A Good Deep Throat
mattock looks for fun at a szith concert and meets a chubby red panda who likes to eat, but may be a bit more reluctant about being eaten.
Road Trip
mattock may like his independence but he'd been spending too much time away from us. (not that i don't appreciate my otter, but darkwater definitely fills a different niche out of my needs.)
Deeper Secrets
Rocky was six and a half feet tall and as thick as me and mattock put together. he sat at the kitchen table--filling up two chairs and encircling it with his fat tail--and looked me over as he ate from a bowl of oatmeal.
Freelancers, Chapter Ten
He regained his balance, but before he could reacquire his target, magnum knocked his gun out of his hand with a shot from her mattock. he turned and stared at her.
Freelancers, Chapter Thirteen
Kurakova holstered her mattock and pulled her widow anti-material rifle from the slot beside it. dakka pointed at her and said, "that's general kurakova. from what i hear, she's a crack shot with that sniper rifle."
Beyond the Blinding Lights pt3; Shadows of Night
His hand was clenched over his mattock with a white-knuckled grip, shivering. melanth's blood ran cold. "what is it sir?"
Freelancers, Chapter Fifteen
The mattock discharged with a heavy _thump_ accompanying its muzzle flash, kicking back against her shoulder and rattling her whole torso.
Hunger - A Blaze of Glory Short
"mattock, you have the helm." stacy ordered. "inform me of any status changes and make sure you don't miss our window." "aye." said the canine fur giving her a completely unnecessary salute. "and reese?"
In a Hole...
"thanks...it'll be done by six," jake said optimistically as he slammed the pick end of his mattock into a large rock. he grimaced as he heard the sound of metal bending and looked up at mrs.
Franks
mattock's softball league was just starting the season and even though i was far too sedentary to join him--and darkwater wouldn't be able to make most of the practices--we still thought we should catch our mate's first game.