The Rite
"i'm here to challenge the white stag for my wife!" i called to them, hoping they might take the challenge up ahead.
A Soldier's Persistance
As the raccoon smiled at the white stag in a similar state.
#27 - The Twilight Zone
.\*_ **pure white deer:**"my apologiez. do come in." **taxas:**"thank you, ma'am." **romari:** \*growls\* "that's no _ma'am!_ that's a _man!_ get your holy hand grenade ready, taxas! it's that bloodsucker hans!"
Prologue
**ravibren creations presents a white stag nexus production in association with ranger legacy the chess master by darrel james vanwinkle this novel was started on march 16 2003** * * * _act index_ **prologue** **act
Lost in the Silent Forest
"that little weirdly yellow fennec fox there is fonne our main support and tech expert, the eccentric white deer over there is pierce, and- " calvin put a hand on ruther's mouth. "shut up ruther, you're scaring him!
Runaway Experiment: Omega's Morning Exercise
The white deer kept on sliding in, the petals closing over her. when the "lips" of the flower touched the top of omega's buttocks, the vines in her holes pulled back until they came out with two soft and wet popping noises.
Applied Macrotech
The white deer had spoofed a mock entry for himself, the various cameras' facial recognition software failed to identify him as unauthorized.
Rise Of The Maou: Chapter 002
Seated at the end of the building was an aged but regal looking white stag, his antlers must have been at least nearly three feet in length and branched out in an intricate pattern above his head "ah..."
That's the Boss?
The blue and white stag turned to glance over his shoulder as the bodies behind him de-spawned in a shower of particle effects.
A Paladin's Mount
The white stag woven into her coat was tinted blood red by the flames. "i am fara!" she cleared her throat and tried to sound as self conscious as was expected from a paladin. "i summoned you to serve as my steed!"
King of Harts
Kael was a strapping white deer, his fur almost silver if you looked at him in just the right way. his eyes were jet black, the same color as his head fur, which he wore back in a low ponytail.
A Thief's Trials: Tree of Life
Even the great white stag that had once made this his home had long left his hollow. the thought of the stag dictated the form his vines formed as he made a crude form in honor of that beast.