The Hunted

There was a time when everything made sense. When you could look at something and know exactly what it is. Where the good guys were always good and the bad guys were always bad. A time when we did not have to run and fight for our very survival because...

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The Hunt

"the hunt begins in five minutes," called out a feline staffer, "please disrobe to your undergarments. you will not be allowed to leave the building until your clothes are off and your collar is on."

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Hunted

A man named finn is being hunted by the unjust government of australia. his only means of escape from death? a fursuiter named nick. **chapter 1: lost and confused** finn lay freezing in a pool of his own blood.

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Hunted

And now hunting her through the thickest patch of trees she could find, some ways out of the city. he could probably smell her, too.

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Hunt

He'd hunt her again.

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Hunted

Mike, i think i am being hunted. hell, we all are." rich said his voice shaking. "what? why would people be hunting us? i mean yea, we stole money, but hell that was years ago." mike said furiously, pacing back and forth, his glass of vodka untouched.

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The Hunts

Approaching from the direction of the pack's home ground, they had been out hunting and waiting for their sister to return when they heard gunshots.

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The Hunted

Shelby was all geared up for a long weekend hunting deer in the nearby park. hunting was easily one of her favorite sports, even if her friends thought it to be rather garish.

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The Hunt

Yes, the inquisition hunts. but never forget, we protect!' the bloodhound let his eyes drift shut, allowing his vaunted nose to lead his senses. fear.

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On the hunt...

#2 of kitty cutters club a story done for my buddy sharakolunarwolf's kitty cutters club a story done for my buddy **sharakolunarwolf**'s kitty cutters club the kitty cutters club: on the hunt

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The Hunt Is On

I climbed to the top and watched as the hunt started. i watched the hunting party pass underneath me. i was able to count 18 sheps in the hunting party. they were organizing the hunt, i could hear their plans.

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The Hunt

#4 of the becoming **the hunt** gentle winds swept over the grass causing it rustle and waver breaking the silence of the late afternoon.

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