Salvage
Bryce slapped his paw-pads together then tossed his e-cig into a nearby chair. "no more lightgate tolls for us. time for some m.a."
Price of Life: Prologue
It was upon lighting the cig that he noticed a very stern looking steer looking at him from behind the desk.
My Pride Friend-Chapter 16
He had the cig to his lips when i joked, "i probably have jogger legs." gabe tried not to laugh while he was smoking. he lowered the cig and blew some smoke out in the open. he said with a little chuckle finally escaping his mouth, "i probably don't.
Crisis
**crisis** _by the brain of lazarus_ rory tumbled through _pale rock road_, chasing down the evening with thirty bucks to his name and a pocket full of cigs.
Cock ‘n Tail Party!
The polar bear laughed to himself and sucked on his cig again. darius' nosepad wrinkled at the lingering fruity scent. "i dunno about that but i do give a mean fuck when needed," darius told, deadpan.
Dragon In The Cafe.
Shoes, raincoat, cig- cigs weren't in my coat pocket. “now,” i said loudly enough for it to reach her. “i'm ready, i just need to find something.” “right.” she sounded off. and then… “hey, how's that game coming along, by the way?”
A Second Opportunity Part 1
Do you have another cig? i'm getting a little craving but accidentally left mine at home." taking off her heels, she leans on the wall beside him.
Rondo Of Sin
He gave a puff on his still lit cig but found he received nothing from it.
Journal to Dad, Entry 5
The subtle scratchy, crackling of his voice was shamefully relaxing to me, i knew it had to have been from many years of smoking, it was even more evident now as there was only half a cig left in his snout.
Office Stress
"man, i dunno what's with ol' tibbs lately," muttered matt shields at lunch earlier that day, puffing a cig and laying out his cucumber sandwich. 'tibbs' was their pet name for their sour-tongued predator of a supervisor.
Spots & Scales
"i really missed you," the leopard hears the dragon whisper after they've smoked half their cigs. a single tear trickles down her cheek while she stares at the moon. "i missed you too..." she answers in a meek, low voice.
The Raging Hounds XII: Sade Campaign Part 3: Blazing Skies
John grunted deadpan, a cig burning in the corner of the wolf's muzzle. fletcher wrinkled his nose at the cloying, thick stench of the narcotic cig john was smoking.