The Return of the Unlucky Gun
He was 6 feet tall and canine; a border collie with black and white fur markings in a knee-length black coat and black tights.
welcome to verra-part 2 dancing in the dark
I would smile and tap the gray border collie wolf beside you to move ,he looks at me and smiles getting up going up onto the stage.gets up and moves ,as i take the seat chatting more with you getting you to finnaly look up and face me."
science lab transformation pt2
**so far i dont like how this came out but its all i got and i really dont have the time to re edit it please leave a comment and let me know what you furs think it helps me out alot i know my writing is not the best but i am doing the best i can....
U.O.P.I. Chapter 3 Page 12
-David- I awoke softly cuddled up in his arms, he was already awake, "Well morning sleepy head, how'd you sleep?" He chuckled. I yawned and nuzzled into his chest as he rubbed my ears, "Hehe, I'll that pretty well then" he chuckled. "Yep" I giggled and...
Full Moon
I stood there shifting my wait from foot to foot, my long border collie tail twitching to and fro. my nervousness was removed when i saw a lithe snake walk up to me, hopefully this was the manager.
Every Angel is Terrifying
I take the bus to the edge of Sawtooth, basically as close as I can get to the highway on local transit. Beyond here it's all industrial. All warehouses and junkyards and hulking, silent buildings painted gray or beige, or not painted at all. Machine...
Bus Stop Blues
The other fur, a border collie by the looks of it, finished shaking himself free of water and buttoned his coat back up, tying the belt at the waist as if only the belt kept the thing closed.
U.O.P.I Chapter 2 Page 5, My turn.
I spun round quickly to see who said what they did, I saw a tall brown and white wolf (6.2ft) his eyes were deep sky blue and he hade blond hair in a sort of short mohawk, I instantly reconised him, "N- Nova?" I asked, "You didn't think I'd forget...
U.O.P.I Chapter 1 page 4
The next day I woke up and booked a train ticket to London, I felt that it was time for me to start looking into my archive. -Later that day- I arrived at the Ministry of Legal Rights, I walked up to this big wooden desk, there was an old fox sat...
Lucky Thirteen: Happy Birthday Boston
The old border collie driving the van scanned the sidewalks on this sunday morning, looking for something in particular. he took these trips increasingly often, yet this was a very special day.
Hyper Hunger (vore story)
Meat and skin of roasted turkey, in all kinds of bite sizes, was filling the stomach, even after the border collie had been eaten.
At the Library
Then there was another yelp and the border collie shook and squirmed erratically under him. her back arched and her hips pressed up against the wolf needily.