the terrible tragety part 1
runs through the forest the dim moonlight lighting his path as he runs on all fours he comes accros a stream as he begins to lap water up from it the water feeling good on his muzzle then out of the underbrush another lycan appears he rushes to him as...
Mercy 2: Terrible Reunion
_what a terrible name for an avatar, mercy. she probably enjoys it too._ "alright, you first."
A Job Gone Terribly Right
"no, i think you'd make a terrible guinea pig," she walked around behind him, resting her strong padded hands on his stiff shoulders.
An Experiment Gone Terribly Wrong
More often than not, something went terribly wrong on the first try. "i'm serious, dude.
Chapter 3 The Terrible Beauty
The terrible beauty chapter 3 azrian let her giant moa bird carry her at a break-neck speed through the dark and murky paths of the nahet fens.
A mind is a terrible thing to waste
A mind is a terrible thing to waste terri folded the bag of flour she had been making cookies with closed, and stepped back as a cloud of white dust shot up into the air. 'every time!' she thought to herself.
Chapter 19: Yukon the Terrible
The base was close by but looked in terrible condition.
A Bad Batch of Lobster
His distaste of lobsters, combined with the terrible fiction story that wrote about them in an act of blatant sarcasm was becoming his downfall, as his once vibrant, bright blue eyes shrunk down into tiny dots of black that looked like lumps of obsidian coal
Meeting Half Way: Or, Joy of Brie.
The lion stood fidgeting nervously. His mane felt a little too scratchy, and his tail swished with the agitated flick of a distracted kitty. It was this place, of course... As he waited with rapidly increasing impatience, he tried to distract himself...
A Cohesive Guide on How to Be a Terrible Parent
Sara reached up as high as she could, trying her best to get to the top of the refrigerator with her feather duster. When standing on her toes and stretching as far as she could was only enough to get half of it dusted, she tossed the duster into the...
Not really a terribly horribly bad day.
Her coffee tasted cold against her tongue, when she woke up at the table, her long tail flicking back and forth, and her long robe opened up to the floor. She yawned, and pulled her head up a touch, before sniffing the air. Outside, it was bright and...
A really terribly horribly bad day.
She lay within a pool, her eyes gazing up, silently, at the ceiling, and her long tail flexing, quietly flexing, within the stilled waters. Her eyes watched long up towards the long globe of crystal at the ceiling, and she just watched the world...