Ryan Dalmatian
:p career: railroad dog at the locomotive preservation society's museum in brooklyn, new york. special training: specially trained railroad dog.
Chapter 1: Rucidia Island Pt.2 of 4
Let's get to the railroad." mack says. with that, the three-fur fireteam heads for the railroad. they keep close to the ground as they leave the vicinity of the pond, disappearing into the midnight forest. initially, the team stays close to a dirt path.
Chapter 1: Rucidia Island Pt.4 of 4
Lenn, who is lying prone on the roof of the cargo container, points at a machine gun nest further down the railroad. it's a simple circular wall of sandbags with a machine gun facing forward.
Fit for to Serve as a Soldier
Yet that isn't an answer, not really; they can't stand up against reth kanda's mercenaries, let alone the railroad."
At Morning [Final]
Carzal loryddan was, like many in the carregan transcontinental railroad, a fox. also like many in the railroad, he was immaculately dressed, and his dark claws were neatly polished and without a single chip.
Marching songs #1
(a on the march song) hey o captain jack x2 meet me by the railroad track x2 with a \_\_\_\_ in your hands x2 i want to be a \_\_\_\_ man x2 your left your left x2 your \_\_\_\_ man left
Kingdom Digimon Chapter 1 Scorn Memory, New Dawning
He started to walk away from me as he went along the railroad tracks. "you will know in due time." he answered as he left in the dancing snow.
From the sea to the sea!
For after all -- they were the railroad.
With Quiet, Lifting Mind
"why does the railroad have warships in neutral ports?" aureli shot the bear a look. "railroad affairs." "i would be curious, myself," marray inadvertently came to his rescue, though the stag seemed more mildly interested than anything else.
To Jest at the Dawn with Death
"i thought you knew what the railroad was planning!" "yes? so?" he spared me a contemptuous look over his shoulder. "you, the plains-dogs, the railroad -- we've had worse.
Christmas on the Ice Mountains
I was still a sprightly young thing, by railroad standards of course; only thirty-two years of age. i had worked on the railroad all my live-long life.
Keeping Faith
She pressed herself against the wall and peered around the corner, exposing as little of her face as she could. There, at the gate of the palace courtyard stood two guards, silently talking to one another out of the corners of their mouths. She...