The Politics of Predators: A Praetorian Side Story

By increasing taxes on those of immense wealth, we can bring about true equality." "thank you senator betas, lets go to senator raff next."

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Confusion

I knew they were trying to find an excuse to get rid of me, they didn't want me from the start, i was just there tax break.'

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Surviving Solitude Part 5

Each year, he would sell his crops to pay off his taxes. one day, while he was asleep, a rabbit came by and ate his carrots. the next day when he had to pay his taxes, he couldn't sell his crop. the only thing he had left of value was his home.

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Work In Progress Section 1

The houses, which more often than not resembled palaces, were far less of an eyesore than the shantytowns, as much as he hated to admit, knowing that a lot of these houses were funded by unfair taxes and bribes to the nobles that owned them.

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Housecall

Two: tax incentives where given to the parents of male cubs to hand them over to be euthanized. three: cubs that continually received poor academic marks would be automatically euthanized.

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Chapter 1 Hire for higher goes fire to retire.txt

I need to run to town and get more tax papers so i can file my taxes and pay back half your screw ups!"

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Richard the Bat

Parents of male cubs would not be forced to give up their offspring to the clinic if they did not want to, but high economic incentives and tax breaks would be provided by the government to the families for every male cub provided to the clinic.

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An Ominous Encounter

He's tasked with reporting to the region's tax collector." rowen explained as the black furred wolf walked away. “that must be a stressful job."

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Broken Pieces. Chapter One.

taxes and death, son. taxes and death." even as a kid, alan's estranged father had drilled it into his head. alan wasn't sure when he'd grabbed his left arm. checking for the scar that wasn't there. these wolves showing up had only brought it back.

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Roth Tales 05

"tax commissar records." "what was that ben?" ricardo looked down the table past michael to where his son sat. "the tax commisar. aren't these shipments of steel delivered by rail?

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Kid Pro Quo

Once his tax refund came in, he'd be able to make it work, but...with nineteen children to account for, taxes were a nightmare unlike any other. the mouse stared at the two piles he'd sorted everything into, "must pay" and "can wait."

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