Training a leader
signalling them forward, several cracks sound out and everyone drops, and a voice calls "red light, simulation end. safeties on, and weapons down". "its all right. no one survives her" i hear a voice in the room, and turn. "who are you?" i ask.
Characters for Shadowrun Story: Silvara
She also walks with a slave glide, which sends signals to other (meta-human) men that she's owned and she's devoted to her master. appearance: silvara is a siberian husky surge iii, otherwise derogatorily called "furry."
Distance
About the future and you) # distance by ~[conor-80](http://conor-80.deviantart.com/) the wind whistles by carrying your voice, the sea pulls and beckons me to go, waves ebbing and flowing like the time, as flames of light dance on the horizon, signalling
A New (Under)Desk Jockey
"okay...signal...signals will have been...bouncing around...helen's always...always on-line, too, so...mmph...fuck..."
Pokémon: Darkest Taboo, Pt35
She was handing a pokéball strapped up with a belt something that was rarely ever a good sign, most of the time it signalled that the pokémon within was completely out of control and a danger to human and pokémon alike.
3 - Breathless - Chapter Three
"what do you mean, we've lost his signal? i though it was impossible to lose a military robot's signal, even if he was in an entirely different dimension!" "well, sir, it appears something else is interfering with the signal.
The First Anthromorph (sample)
Another ping, followed by a second and a third ricochet signalled the beginning of a cacophonous maelstrom of gunfire and anguished screams of pain from the hallway beyond. "she's getting closer..."
Furry High School: Spring Romance: Chapter Seven
The referee moved up next to the pair, stating the rules, each fur giving a nod in return before the referee took a step back, blowing the whistle and bring his paw down to signal the match's start.
My Week With Master
Without much warning, my master's claws dug deep into my back, a booming roar signalling his second orgasm of the day as rope after rope of hot, sticky feline seed was pumped into my fat smelly rump.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Cocoa
Cocoa the hyena has devoted his entire life to reuniting his bretheren, sewing watermelon patches in his wake, signalling to the likes of cinammon lion or nutmeg hornbill the trail he blazes.
Task Force - Extraction
They signaled their understanding. we moved slowly up the stairs. jessica and teague moved up in front. at my signal they threw the cellar doors open.
Satisfied Customers
A brief ache in her backside signaled the growth of her horse's tail.