Wild Goats

I rested for a few minutes, chewed some figs and took a drink of water, before i pressed onwards. most of my journey from here was uphill. the forest trail was indistinct now.

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Breeding Rhell - Part 2

“there, my handsome new friend, we may have a complication; you see, the elk doe who got a proper breeding in here tonight, is resting in my private quarters up on the top level of the hairy fig.

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Ein Flüstern im Sturm Part 7

Boreals brã¼llte den befehl zum sturmangriff und stã¼rmte in die hybriss und schlug sich einen blutigen pfad zu honshus kã¤fig.

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Cloudy Waters Mansion - Part 1

He's 19 years old, his favorite food is figs, he likes to sing and plays bass guitar. he likes to watch esports, and gets really annoyed when you call him royal."

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Confessions of a Beargator Bandit

"well bandit i fig-" i started to state before he cut me off with a simple "kumaro..please.. call me kumaro." i blink with a smile on my face. "as i was saying kumaro, i figured i can't let you go out a virgin. i'd hate to go out like that."

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 6

_" "nobody gives a flying fig about your father's stupid potato field! and why do you suddenly care so much, anyway!? everybody knows you hate the wolves more than anybody!" jackass straightened up with a groan and held up a finger.

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The Fox General: Menagerie of the Shah

Inside the building was a veritable paradise, a narrow canal darted through the stone floors, irrigating the numerous boxes of soil that contained a jungle of ferns, palm trees, and even a few fruit trees such as oranges and figs.

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Escape

What would have been a handsome young wolf stares back at me, his muzzle bruised and scarred, and a fig symbol crudely burnt into his forehead. the other stepped back, misinterpreting my growl of disgust for loathing of his kind..

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Where Silence Has Lease, Chapter 6

Candied figs. baked fish with fennel and potatoes. they laid this sort of creamy citrus sauce over the fish." he clicked his beak while he thought of it. "i think i can hear your stomach growling."

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'Last Quarter' by Wyst (in progress)

The tobacco has taken on an aroma strongly reminiscent of figs. i cup the lighter against the air current and ignite the tip of the smoke shakily, and with great concentration. oh, how i was wrong.

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