Marco's Mistake [Commission]
They tagged the four otters, fitting each one with a plastic ear tag as they were inventoried along with the rest of the loot. the coyotes also didn't flinch at openly speculating at how much each of them might fetch, and at what sort of market.
A New Life
Facing the mirror the sheep saw he was wearing a cattle-like, yellow, plastic ear-tag.
The 'Coon for the Job
Malina laughed, seemingly not fearful for the boy-turned-raccoon's life, though she did carefully extract the ear tag and toss it into the blue trash bin. "well, that's that." she wiped her hands on her pants and laid back on the bed.
The Heat
Belle brought along a brush and a digital reader that she could flash over one of the cattle's ear tags in order to check them in and make any notes if needed.
The Horsecock Factory
The cowhorse clopped his way casually over to softie's front so he could read the ear tag, chuckling lewdly as he poked the branding iron around in the fiery clumps of ash and half-burned chunks of wood. "ain't that the truth.
The Wicked Woods Anthology
It was an ear tag much like might have been found on common livestock, adorned not with a name, but a number. the meaning was clear enough. xander belonged to iniko now. her friends, her life, none of it mattered. she was at the angel's service.
Neighbor to Desire
I've made bridles, harnesses, and ear tags that can do the same. bit of a side project of mine when i have the time." trent and jessie each took a collar to look over.