A prize to tell
Tamati turned around a bit angry "hey, it's a mimosa, you punk..." unable to finish his sentence as he noticed who was telling such childish joke to demoralize him: vulpa, showing her fur half dried after a nice soothing bath in the sea.
Everyone Has a Tell
.\*\*\*\*\* everyone has a tell the sapphire gym was a popular spot, but that wasn't the only place. in the city of cape marin, there were many areas that met entertainment or recreational needs.
Telling The Family
"lindsay, everyone has been telling me that we aren't going to work out. that i'm not going to be able to handle dating a pred. and you know what? i'm sick of it. i'm sick of everyone telling me what i can and can't do. so i want to find out for myself."
A prize to tell
Tamati turned around a bit angry "hey, it's a mimosa, you punk..." unable to finish his sentence as he noticed who was telling such childish joke to demoralize him: vulpa, showing her fur half dried after a nice soothing bath in the sea.
Show and Tell
Leonard snarled as oil squirted from the mechanism and stained his nice clean shirt. Sure, it wasn't his best shirt and in truth he'd never be caught dead in public wearing it, but it irritated him nonetheless to have it ruined by something so common....
The Oracle
Only time would tell...
The Books Won't Tell
The books won't tell," she assured. a breath, her paws literally shaking in anticipation. damn. what a feeling. that nerve-tingling, breath-baiting, shaking kind of thing.
Tell It To The Crows
He could never tell anyone. he hadn't thought his first act through and then even after realizing he had acted too quickly had repeated the mistake. the second thoughtless act was far worse than the first.
A Bedtime's Tail
I hoped someone may have known my grandfather, his name was weilkier.. and he would tell me wonderful stories about all the furs he met.. i.. well i hoped to meet them all someday..'
Cascoon... I dunno it has no real title
I have no idea if he (or so the pokedex tells me) sees my touch as an attack, already plotting my eventual downfall, or as unexpected but enjoyable attention, that may even deserve to be rewarded one day. so far, so good. nothing.
Don't make me tell..
All he had had to do that first time was tell her "no!" and call security to take her home. but, he hadn't, he let her have her way and here she was again, wanting more.
Ch 3: Telling Stories
"be a good guest and don't tell me what to do." he responded and headed back down the hall, "i just came out to tell jay to have a good day at work." "just so long as you're not walking around all day with your crown showing." i grumbled.