Keep it in the Family
The white shepherd held it aloft in a very inconspicuous way. was she teasing him? if yes, she was doing an annoyingly effective job.
Rewriting History PT 2 - Counting Sheep
Sinking into a deep sleep, face to face with the white shepherd in the ethereal evening glow... feeling his cool, soft breath on his moist nose. it felt wonderfully surreal, the whole thing.
Getting Off on the Right Foot
The white shepherd bore down, obviously trying to get as much of himself in the hyena's throat as possible, and only then did it first occur to malcolm that he now had his paws free to manipulate the dog's position.
To See Another Morning
With the male white shepherd, who, come to find out, is named ghost. go figure. she just sat down on the sofa and leaned over to be next to me. "i don't usually... well... i don't do this at all, honey. you know that.
The Battalion Underneath the Earth (Pulp Story/Non-EPZ)
His breed appeared to be a white shepherd, a rarer sub-breed of his sister's type, with a monocle in one eye.
The strength of the pack
The white shepherd knew, too, that sergeant wilson would be busy cursing them just as strongly. "i don't know why we attack," ajay shrugged. "it was an obvious trap." of course it had been; they had known that at the time.
Courrez aux combats
The white shepherd tilted his head to the side. "'hello'?" "_alhakhnan goru_, yes. it means 'the day of peace,' doesn't it?" it did, he supposed. he had been saying it for so long that the words had all run together. "guess it's a bit ironic."
No hiding place
Ajay slumped to the side, and a line of blood ran down his arm, spilling over the seat and soaking the white shepherd's paw. "oh -- _yassuja_!"
Through the Midnight (and Epilogue)
He tried painting, and occasionally poetry, neither to the white shepherd's satisfaction. but he could recognize beauty. the night was deep and moonless; the ocean below calm enough that all he saw was the reflection of the stars.
Human Bitches Chapter Eight: Naked Workout Part 1 of 2
Next to me in the car is huey, a cream-coated white shepherd (though he prefers to be called an alsatian).
Broke for the Land of Nod
Chanatja, the white shepherd addressing her, had long been a civilian. still, on his second visit to the jericho colony, he continued to show the same ingrained deference despite her repeated assurance that he could speak whenever he damned well wanted.
The Hurricane Part II: Grief
Her friends, or fellow gamers, are a panda bear in a neon purple shirt and a white shepherd wearing a peace pendant and a tie-dye shirt. tyrus macintosh steps a little closer to them.