Self Taught, Open Minded

"aw, come on burd. i'm sure i can think of something to make me useful, some way i can earn your tutelage." she nuzzled in against the feathers of ceylon's front leg, a rumbling churr vibrating her chest.

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[YCH-04] Last Stop At The Cabin

"burd, you have but a single cock, and it's currently occupied. i assure you that i'll still be plenty needy when you're done, and this gentleman drake has finished as well. come, tzerin, it's time to go."

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"TOTEMIC EARTH" + ALL MY CHARACTERS

Hence cementing an odd, zany, dysfunctional but often fun three-way relationship between the kitties and the burd they both love in different ways. zodiac: libra (godiva is the first of my characters i did not create.

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Test Subjects 02-16

No, i don't know all the details of your encounter with my burd butt friend, but apparently they got good vibes from you, good enough to risk it.

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A Hen's First Heat is Hardest

More of a beef-eating burd myself." his feathers puffed out as he smiled. "the meat that drakes eat!" "ew." "what's wrong with beef?" she faked a gag and lolled her tongue out, pointing down her gullet. "bloody mess, beef is. my least favorite food.

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Whom to Suspect when You're Expecting

"gudda burd the dab house dowd." a minute later he was back in bed, and the omelette was half-eaten. "you know," said the dalmatian between bites, "this thing here on the tv isn't a bad idea.

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Gryph Posse Bonding

Master ceylon really likes and respects rein, i don't know what that crazy burd has in mind, but whatever it is i'm sure ceylon would be happy to oblige." "ceylon?" wineburd chirped from the entrance way, bucket of water hanging from his beak.

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Understandings

burd, the countess's guard captain, raise his hand and twirled two fingers in the air, the signal for everyone to gather up; chainmail and leather rasped as the assembled soldiers and others joined the procession.

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