Serinthia's Dance With the Coyote
The coyote finally asked, as his chest came to relax, and his body found strength once again.
The Dancing Coyote Inn
When the coyote went to withdraw his paws from the steeping otter, his paws were grasped lightly by little webbed ones. "hmmm?" the coyote asked politely. those cute otter eyes looked up at him in an upside down gaze. "i uh...
coyote's little secret
_ the coyote's pout quickly transmorphs into a scowl, ears flattening irritably against his skull.
Coyote Came Walking
coyote grinned. "yes... and we have work to do."
A Coyote's Last Days
As the cruel, evil obsidian blade ran into the coyote's lungs and an increasing pool of his own lifeblood spilled to the floor, the coyote looked to the heavens.
A Coyote Called "Bluebird"
We coyotes aren't seen in the city very often. yeah, the faded feathers i wear make me look like i belong on the plains with my family. but i assure you i can hold my own; here in the loop or in the projects of cabrini green.
Not Just Any Coyote
I'm more coyote-smart than coyote-crazy, remember? get me to this contact of yours. i'm pretty sure i know who we can work with on the salvage."
(C) The Sundown Coyote
He turned to look at the dead coyote hanging from the tree, still swaying back and forth. he especially looked at her still-exposed chest and flat belly. "shame. she was a cute thing."
Crushed by a Coyote's Hips
Even having his body slammed into the mattress by an eager, domineering coyote as he was made into a living sex toy would only be a warmup, compared to that.
Creaming against the Coyote
Deeply, the coyote laying back against the bean bag in dane's gaming room.
Alas Poor Coyote
Janice stretched her arms and yawned. She was not getting younger for sure, but today she felt particularly like a fossil, entombed in her house, preserved as the rest of Echo decays. Not a pleasant feeling when you know that being a relic from a...
Coyote Fools Day
The coyote grimaced, rubbing his muzzle. "no, you shitburger. it's a holiday that celebrates the resurrection of jesus." "who?" the coyote blinked. "jesus christ." asterbury gasped, looking around. "what's wrong?" the coyote pinned his ears.