Fursona Transformation
Utrum brevis vel procerus , pilosus vel levis , fossor vel calx - visio , adeo mihi iam , procul cito passus!_" i waited. nothing happened. "oh well," i shrugged, "it was a nice thought."
To Paint a Dragon - Chapter 1 -OLD-
"it's ok, vel."
Promethean pact
The time after i was awoken from being gassed to death in a box, yes a box, it angers me, to remember it, vel kraai's father, wampenrusting kraai, was in human age of 137, his biological age, 66.
Unfinished
"ohhh..." she churred deeply, still trembling around his body, "vel...vel...that was...nothing like i had thought, not...ever..."
How Cowboys Relax
The creature the blue gryphon had been riding behind vel was there tied by the entrance.
Tale Of The Apprentice: Chapter Twelve.
Not that she needed to tell him though; he was past the point of being reluctant with vel. and he'd never really thought about it, but her point about him having an "impression" was probably true as well.
Tale Of The Apprentice: Chapter Eight.
"just putting the last touches on vel's mail here. want to come have a look?" that question was redundant on velanis' part, as she eagerly strode over to the bench, looking on with interest.
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Nighttime Activities
"kirrana won't let anyone fuck her, zeron's probably a virgin and vel's beating his meat all by his lonesome." "well, you'd be wrong there. tauron headed to vel's tent just now." jarn's jaw gaped. "you're fucking with me." "nope."
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[QC-051] Caress of the Constrictor
vel was a dragon who supplied many of the peaches, strawberries, apples, and nuts for saeth's tea time.
Day 2) Admiration
"i'm constantly amazed by how well you keep your place, vel. do you eat your mess or something?" oz nudged into the taur's lower stomach. the sagging hammock of a gut squirmed back, weakly. "who did you eat this time hun?"