The Coffin: Part 8
The mau frowned. "have you thought all this through? don't let your... your pref-" "no," interrupted marcus. "we need to move forward. we have no choice."
A Day of Prayer
An egyptian mau stood at the center of the table. he was an old and greyed cleric who was the leader of their cell. rumours floated around about his bravery, and brutality, against the soviets in the 80's.
Publication I-1117
Format: this guide is laid out in the information-digest style dictated by mau specific code, chapter 7, subsection 33.
O Problema de Magnésio, parte 3.
. - seu squirtle também não é nada mau. que tal uma batalha? faltava juízo na cabeça de ambos os treinadores, mas magnésio nada podia fazer. os dois pokémons prepararam-se para a batalha. - hidrogênio, vamos começar!
A Fleshy Idea
The mau questioned, lying her ears back atop her head. "i-i wouldn't want to be a bother. i-i only aim to serve..."
The Tribe: Prologue
"oh, não importa, ¡acho que isso significa que o gatinho começa a brincar com o lobo mau! ¡bem, eu acho grande e mau são ambos fora de questão!" the feline whispered in his ear before laughing hysterically, rubbing 'it' all over zach's stomach.
The Master and Mistress
Then she realized, her mistress wasn't clothed as the long spotted fur of her odd egyptian mau heritage meshed with her own canine covering. neither was her master clothed.
"Victuals"
Eyes darting about, the mau hastily settled on the drawer of her scuffed plastic desk as a hiding place and secreted her plate there, locking it in afterwards.
A Vision of Devotion
The dark-furred mau leaned over her, swinging her legs along so that those slender calves pressed against the sides of her head.
Experiment 261 Chapter 11
The mau did what he could to defuse the situation. "she only has to be at the conference. she doesn't need to answer any questions if she doesn't want to.
Ultima Solem, Chapter 1
Turning around he was greeted with the smirk of an egyptian mau, dressed in dark jeans and a black hoodie with glowing red decals. ** **"ok, where are we? why, and more importantly how, did you hack my port?...and what the hell am i wearing?!"
Metempsychosis Origins - Alswaram
Slowly, almost reverently, alswaram stepped toward the towering mau as heat shimmered around its frame.