Flexible Survival; Journal Entry 1
I made my way along the street and stuck to the alleys as much as i could.
(WIP) First Time (Story)
I storm my way over to the counter where the bartender was serving. not surprisingly, it was another bear.
Splintered Chromosomes Ch. 8
I sighed cutting the power and descended back into the flow of traffic making my way through new salt lake slowly weaving my way between buildings and up to my apartment and gently hovered into my car port.
The Woodland Visitor Ch 16: New Life
Slowly i made my way over to the hill, not taking my eyes off of the stone. soon the words 'i love you' could be clearly seen, carved into the face of it. my legs felt like lead as i made my way closer.
The Woodland Visitor Ch 12 Kids
As i made my way down to her chest i could hear her breathing deepen with excitement. "no... no ahh, there's plenty... of ohhh time to sleep later." i nibbled around each breast slowly working my way to her nipples.
The Lake Hangout
After he's out of sight, i turn back into my apartment building and start making my way to my place.
Letting Go 2: Sasha’s Story
Making my way over and slowly circle it. the one end of it was right on the edge of some thick brush. slowly i make my way through the brush to a clearing i remembered running through right before that thing hit me.
Unexpected Help
After a few moments of searching for her i began winging my way back towards the town. i made my way there as quickly as i could but there was no sign of her anywhere along the way. she apparently hadn't arrived yet either.
No Lasting Complaints - Chapter 1
Ignoring it though i slowly stand and make my way into the showers to get the stink of sweat out of my fur.
5) The Gildergreen
I made my way to the crossroads first to get my bearings. at the crossroads, i saw two bridges. one going north, one going east.
A Marten of a Thousand Secrets
Let anything anyone has come my way, for i'm a marten of thousand secrets.
Those awkward moments that become great ones
Having become so accustomed to weaving my way through crowds and imprinting mental maps of where i need to be that even in autopilot i make my way with practiced ease.