Chapter 1

Aliona was a beautiful gray wolf with a generous bosom swathed in a deep blue shawl. the shawl matched her sapphire eyes - which zalia had inherited - and her long gray mane tumbled past it to the small of her back.

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Robin Hood . . . With a Twist

The children slipped through the bars of the gate, and hopped and paced towards maid marian, lady kluck, and chris, who now was enveloped in the beauteous vixen's arms, half covered in her shawl, blushing. "h-hi, guys. hi, sister!"

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Chaos from Order: As the Dawn Arrives (Ch.1)

He said, straightening the shawl that bore the crest of the village's watch guards, who were also known as the companions. the crest was a shield that was wrapped twice around by a chain.

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Chapter 10 Two Dogs Over a Bone

A white shawl hung from her arms and she pulled it tighter as she regarded dick curiously. she dressed for the court that would preside that morning.

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Chapter 51: I'll Never Stop

But kel kept her pinned down, his paw massaging under her shawl with a mischievous little smile. he ripped her shawl open with his teeth and the little wooden buttons flew across the room.

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Chapter 65: The Truth About Meketh

The hood on her shawl was drawn up, and wisps of gray mane licked at her eyes in the wind. "seleste only use that power in real emergencies. next time, inden fly seleste across. promise avi!"

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Zion: Light of the New Moon, Doen's Milestone 1b

Narissa lets go of the shawl, leaving the crow laying unmoving, his own dagger buried in the side of his head.

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Potion Cat: Mushroom Witch

The spider sighed and both sets of hands moved to remove the mossy shawl from her body. layne's eyes widened for a moment, smirk still on her face as she saw what the shawl had hidden beneath it.

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Buried in the Lucario (Lum's Christmas Ch 1 rewrite)

The red shawl had none of those traits. it was stiff, over-starched fabric, and could not be a more garish red. lum fidgeted, shifting the shawl and squirming beneath it.

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Pages From a Dog’s Diary #2

She was old, and wore a gray shawl around her shoulders. she carried a bowl in one hand and a paper bag in the other. she walked along the stone path, where she put down her bowl.

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Utopolis 1

At the book checkout desk he discarded his shawl and cane into a safe keeping place, revealing the navy blue vest and white blouse he wore underneath.

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Chapter 5: Pretty Please

She was a pretty female, still in her prime, with large breasts and jutting pink nipples that she kept hidden now under a black shawl.

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