Max e nós, filhotes, estão esperando
ser chamados à sala do professor de música.
- Lembrou de ir ao banheiro, Yure?
- perguntou Max.
- Sim - falei; lembrei, mas eu não
tinha ido e estava apertado.
- Ele tem cara de quem está
mentindo.... - falou...
Babyfur, Canines, Cubs / Young Characters, Diapers, Felines, Females, Males, Predator species, Roleplay Perspective - Third Person, Roleplay perspective - first person, Teasing, exotic species
Although he was more familiar with the keyboard the jump to piano wasn't a difficult one.
the only real advantage the piano has over the keyboard is that it comes with a really comfy stool. this one was no exception.
Musical, No-Yiff, Party, Pokemon, Pokemorph
I glanced across the open piano to see heather standing opposite me, leaning over the open piano and smiling as sweetly ever at me.
Music, Orca, Romance, Shark
Rall couldn't help himself but slowly reach the piano. his paw softly running along the fine wood of this piano. so silky and soft. he sits down on the chair in front of the piano, feeling all those white buttons.
Adventure, Brothers, Burn, Burning flesh, Cage, Dakr fantasy, Death, Demon, Destruction, Fire, Firelord, For ever burning forest, Horror, Imaginarium, Monster, No-Yiff, Suspense, Torture, cursing
In the polished surface of the piano, i can see the green light on his collar blinking away, despite being enraged. a half empty handle of jack russell sits on the lid of the piano, beside the stand.
Blues, City, Coyote, Crime, Deer, Doe, Drama, Inner City Blues, Interspecies, Plot Development, Police, Procedural, Relationships, The City of Lost Heaven, Violence (Not In Yiff), Zistopia, prose
He sat back down at the piano and began to press the keys, trying to recall the tunes he used to know. he began to play an old pop song.
Canine, Coyote, Deer, Female, Male, No-Yiff, Post-Apocalyptic, Short Story, Violence (Not In Yiff), Wolf
It served three purposes, the first being that i could get the 'feel' of the piano under my fingers. the old black stand up piano that seemed worn down in the nicest way, giving each key a smooth feeling to it.
Cat, Music, No Yiff, Story, Trolls, Yeah, elves, pixies, whatever
Azrael looked back, even more anxious and still fingering the warped piano. "zach, i love you, father.," he replied.
Sad, Short
Turning to look he saw no one there but decided to gather up his music and close the piano.
Dog, Nudity, Otter, Wolf
Blood and matter streaked down his face as his head reared back, his screams crying out as his head collapsed awkwardly onto the keys of the piano. a last sour note as the creature stepped off the piano onto the floor.
Death, Demon, Human, Raptor, Video Games, Violence (Not In Yiff)