Red, Gold, and Silver
Mistwatch is old. the trees are older than man. there are many old things across the land. people, places, creatures, and times. there was a time when an ancient creature came to mistwatch glade. a great beast, like the wolves of old.
The Kitten and the Bear Remastered
The eighteen year old was in heat, which always put her in a teasing mood and she loved the attention such an outfit got her.
A Digimon World Family
A chuckled rolled out of the old man's mouth, "is that supposed to be me? that's actually kinda funny..." as the old man chuckled, his character was suddenly caught up in a rush of other odd creatures.
Family Values Ch1
Not that he was old, being a young twenty-three year old stallion. puberty had long since passed for him, and for years, his right hand had been all the stimulation he needed when rowdy.
Chains of Fate
“old soldier then. must've seen the campfire and come wandering."
Old Soul - Chapter One
They make me feel old." “you're twenty-five years old, you goof," daniel said. “you have no right to call yourself old." “you wouldn't understand, you're younger than me," kronn said, smiling as daniel shook his head.
Intertwined Preview
"the map is a bit old, but still useable." i pointed toward a small white diamond shape the _map_. "what's this?"
WHERE'S THE DRINKS?!
This actually happened on the game star wars the old republic. we threw a rp party for a friend of mine's character for his birthday. it was a lot of fun.
Remedy - 5
The old batarian was taking her sweet time to tidy up that slot... she gave remus no heed as he leaned over to check the mat. and the two massive golden rings displayed on it. "how many for those two?"
This Old Tree
Years pass, yet i sit under this old tree still never uttering a word, yet always willing to listen my thoughts, my problems, my world.
New Life Blues (OLD)
"i miss my old life," he said, breaking down into more sobbing and weeping only in the final word. zenark gently patted his shoulder, a gesture of comfort, but he shoved his hips forward, neatly hotdogging the velvet-furred cleft of the foxcoon's behind.
Primal Desires
The slight crease on her lips that let slip the hint of a fang, a reminder of old eons having long since passed. he watched her walk past the locker rows, headed off towards the showers.