Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter XIX
The black wolf has more injuries and is really in a bad state, but the copper wolf will survive without problems. even so, we must treat them now.
It Matters So Much
It was covered in what looked to be tightly woven copper. he'd initially mistaken it for simple industrial diamond plating. the bed of woven copper spanned an area twelve by twelve feet.
Ashanti - Idle Hands
A set of dark-colored netherlips, framed by more of that cream-colored fur as it continued onto my inner thighs, giving way to the same copper fur covering almost every other part of me.
The unlikely rescuer...
The smoking bit of red hot iron was laying in a copper pan in her other hand... everything was ready.
Part 1: Draconic Relations
Stood over him, staring down at him. he looked at her, noting the beautiful sleek copper scales, the high and firm looking breasts, the slim waist, the long elegant tail, the long spines and horns.
Another Way to Poop Out Pop
He'd found his old friend copper - he blushed as he remembered exactly where he'd found him - and managed to get a job at a tv station.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Fifty Six
The female lifted her head just a little, mischief dancing in her dark, copper-bronze eyes. "neither do i. that's why i'm offering. now bow your head and accept my offer."
The Taming of Temeraire: Part Two
Dimly, he was aware of a greyling hauled past his open doors, forced onward by a grey copper that had a decidedly wicked look in their eye.
HIVE Mother
They had burst his shoes, not fleshy, no longer human--but silvery, skeletal metal toes, tipped in sharp claws, and wrapped in copper wires.
Slick Copper and the Thievius Raccoonus: Introduction
I do own the character of slick copper, the original storyline composed for the copper tales, any out of character (ooc) or non-canon behavior and/or material that is part of this story. i made it. it's mine. mine!!!
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty Two
She set a hand upon the dragon’s foreleg, gently stroking his copper-striped scutes. she let it out in a long, quiet sigh. “i’ll be your friend, rev.”
The Lunt Street Ripper’s Sentence (6)
All surfaces were covered in white and black ceramic tiles, enameled and shiny under the harsh light of the electric bulbs in their copper wired protectors.