Perchance To Dream
reynard shook his head. the wolf was his roommate in college, but unlike reynard, who was gay, sirius was straight. reynard had dreamt of fucking him for a long time, and had once even confessed his love to the wolf, but he had never accepted.
Madness
reynard watches me then gestures with his head to a painting behind him. "just like you, i had bear friends. they were very kind to me." the painting shows reynard with two bears behind him.
Maelstrom, Chapter I: Welcome Home
"i love you so much," i sniffled, resting my head on reynard's shoulder. i'd almost forgotten what it felt like, just sitting next to reynard. i couldn't wait for him to come home.
A Biography of a Human: "The Wolf Prince"
“ah, the tales of reynard! i loved those growing up! and i see you got a true fox version of the tales, iskander, and not the wolf hogwash!"
Fates of the Ferals: The Fox
"because we have feelings toward each other," the reynard said sensibly. "i think anything else is an illusion."
The Long, Cold Dark, Chapter I: Cliquot
"sorry," pursing my lips, i stuffed the bottle into a drawer of reynard's desk behind the cash register. i could get more later if i really wanted to. i started perusing through reynard's desk drawers.
The Rebellion at Vraford
Godfrey snarled with his sword poised above reynard's head, his voice thick with vitriol. the vixen regarded reynard with a sly grin. "don't be so hasty, godfrey," she said, her voice low and sultry. "i'm sure we can come to a reasonable agreement."
Ties That Bind, Chapter I: Pity and Fear
"i want you," i murmured, brushing my hand against reynard's cheek. "i think i really want you," "try not to sound too sure of yourself there, champ," reynard chuckled, maintaining his assault.
A Biography of a Human: We All Fall Down
_ “_not only that, but a book of fox lies in the form of the tales of dastardly reynard within which lay, slander against our great ancestor ysengrim was found within his very manor!”
Ties That Bind, Chapter VI: A Tattered Line of String
Easy," reynard's vice-like grip on my arm loosened as he reached down, producing the wallet. "give it here," the gunman ordered shortly. "okay," reynard breathed. i tensed as reynard took a step or two forward.
Maelstrom, Chapter IV:
All of the anger and scorn that had been in reynard's voice just moments before was gone, leaving just emptiness behind. reynard turned away, grasping his cane as he slowly made his way towards the door.
Tabitha Crane, Chapter X: Such Great Heights
"thanks reynard. this is the best thing i've eaten in weeks," reynard snorted.