After the Storm
As I looked upon the male kitsune before me he looked be of warrior class. Judging from not only his stance but, the scars he wore proudly. From the looks of things he wasn't a push over the more I studied him. I noticed two figure standing a few feet...
After the Storm
The storm had cleared, leaving the fresh scent of fallen rain in the air. overhanging clouds covered most of the sky, leaving a bleak, gray sheet over the world. but to blade, his world was much, much darker.
Weathering the Storm
The storm showed no signs of letting up and as far as tug was concerned, there was no better way to pass the time.
Any Port In A Storm
Feldspar paced in the cage, her paws spreading and dropping on the same spots that she paced through every day. The stone had long since grown polished from her constant restless movements and she knew where each one would fall. Her eyes...
The Rising Storm
Commission for Pop Sequel to Project Features naughty sex, flowy shiney things, and implied age regression Trissie © me, All other characters are Pop's. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...
Thunderlord's Rise
The storm had finally broken... and i was to be its herald.
Shadows in the Storm
Shadows in the storm rain smacked against the window as monica struggled at her computer to focus.
Affections- Chapter 9- Until The Clocks Stop Turning
"you know... sitting under a tree is the worst place to be in a storm, especially if you’re not an electric type. they're prone to lightning strikes."
Relief from the Storm
Arrell was unfortunate to have been caught outside when the storm had hit, having hoped to catch a meal before returning home.
On Brutish Waves
While it throbbed and paddled dirk as the storm incited. "ahhhhfuuuhhck~" it crept cruelly... hot as hell to the water-type, but his tenure restricted him.
Blackened Storms
With a rough shove, he pushed the door open and stormed into the empty lobby of the building. round wooden tables were circled by dusty couches and dead flowers sat in vases in the middle of them.
Dragon's Coin
This glittering raindrop was the first to be blown this far east on the fickle winds of the large storm that had built up in the previously clear, late-afternoon skies.