Hunting Shadows: Baxley's point of view part 5

baxley! come here!" called the cat goddess named bast. baxley stepped past onyx, his clothes changing into egyptian armor and his dagger appearing at his left hip in a golden sheath. bast put her paw on his shoulder and looked into his eyes.

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Hunting shadows P:2

baxley exclaimed, frantically pointing ahead. apparently he'd recovered from his little episode.

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Hunting shadows P:1

Passing him, onyx realized it was baxley. he couldn't leave his friend to the killers! grabbing the e-brake and yanking it down, onyx spun the lamborghini into a 180, now directly facing the trucks, and baxley.

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Thieves VS. Mercenaries chapter 3

baxley and joshua shared an evil smile. the fox led the way into the hotel and then to the elevator. onyx got off at his floor while baxley and joshua continued up. the wolf kissed baxley on the ear and left the elevator as it opened.

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Thieving furs union house

It houses all of baxley's medical supplies and such. he has poison in case they need for special jobs. now, on to the basement; this part of the house is baxley and onyx's favorite area. it houses all and any type of weapon imaginable.

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Baxley helps a family

A kitten with orange and black fur that stood waist height to baxley was looking up at the fox with big eyes. something intrigued baxley about the cat's eyes; they had black irises and red pupils. "heh, well hello there little guy", barked baxley.

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Thieves VS. Mercenaries chapter 5

"and what if i don't", smiled baxley, teasingly and leaning against the wall. "what are you going to do to me?" alphard grinned. "do you really want to know, foxy?" baxley nodded.

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Excerpt from Day 1 of Six Days of Halloween

baxley, roran, and rya stretched and said "we'll come out on day four." i grinned and said "that means nex, matt, syria, and lexa are going to be out with me on the sixth night."

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Crisis

His empty passenger seat was littered with dinner, crumpled candy bar wrappers wedged in the seat, as _bastard baxley's "wondered too soon"_ blasted on the radio.

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just a little poem i did for Baxley

_I come and go as I please_ _I am a shadow_ _I don't just steal cheese_ _I'm well hidden in darkness_ _I'm well trained with a dagger_ _But the sword is longer_ _At long range I kill with an arrow_ _It goes through the bone marrow_ _I wear...