By royal command
After several hours of labour, we four looked down on our foals. octavia was the first to give birth, and it was a filly, 'what do you want to call her?'
Unstable Serenity - Chapter 5, Born to Die
So i just have thirty-two slaves sitting around doing all the labour for me, but it isn't enough!" he hollered out. "s-so, what does t-this have to do with m-me?" i asked.
intertwined. part three
Holding fuyuhiko in her arms in the nest while he labors and breathes through his contractions makes her wonder why she didn't believe it before.
The Coming of Dragons: Chapter Eleven
Mothers were life-givers and the ones that felt the pressure of labour, feeling a little of what sandra had had in her human form.
Losing Everything
It was labour it alright. it was really happening. an angry fire flared in his mind. "your water broke", he said, the words searing his throat. "oh fuck!" the white cat groaned.
Third Arc Crimson Moon: Prologue
His wife, rebecca, was in the delivery room after having been in labour for over twelve hours, reaching her thirteenth. no... scratch that. she was in there for her _thirteenth_ hour, going on her fourteenth.
Chapter One: Endings and Beginnings
The sweat from her labored exertions on her fur glistened from the combined light of the many candles and roaring fire in the fireplace.
Into (and out of) the Hole
Still, some very devoted souls labored at the mine. among them were the diminutive snuffis, a rather sour-looking cat in charge of materials and tools, and a large bull named nustuk sims, skilled labor.
Sessility Gruffloafer Scoffrouse, the Conjurer Cat
While labour can be helpful, i maintain, for me, it's not, and if you try to make me budge, i'll kill you on the spot. "that's it. that's all the poem you're getting out of me!"
The Strawberry Thief
The flock will enjoy the fruits of the labour of giants of this world.
Fathom's Phantoms, Ch 27: Multiple Threats
"you are safe, laborer j'vil. my name is alvin, and the situation is under control." the laborer took several more breaths as his pcd sensor indicated that he was listening and taking the reassurance to heart.
Incomplete ideas relating to orcs
An old orc past their point of viable labour might be killed and their bones used for broth. this type of consomme was well-loved by many of the lower-ranking fey aristocracy.