Young Imperials - Contraband Goods Public Service Announcement
They can easily be replaced with human slaves or procyonid refugees.** _ rick: thanks captain alorth! i didn't know what to do... alorth: that's okay!
Outcast Planet: Walls of Rust
They were still far away, but two of the trucks had people with rifles leaning out of it and based on the dead procyonid behind me, i had reason to believe they had a sharp eye.
A New Ranger
The procyonid said. “i'll get tested some day, but for now, let's get some rest." “yes, we need our rest." the ursid said. getting covered up, smokey & lisa drifted off to sleep.
Lore: Regulian Emperors
Life support ceased as of 1852 when a descendent that was elected regent, who would be titled as raljesh ii, appointed himself emperor and took raljesh i off of life support in the wake of a war with the lacertans over procyonid.
Deeds
The procyonid smiled a bit. "mkay." "besides..." the wolf chuckled, looking down at himself. "look who you're talking to. i'm not really a bodybuilder myself, i mean, just look..."
Return to Vassalized Earth: Pleasure Cruise
Brolath blinked and the procyonid was replaced with the slave, who replaced his lost love's sorrow with fear, as if he was deathly afraid of being punished for failing to service such an important vip.
Promises 1
**1** The girl sat down on the bench next to the vendor's little stand, paws clasping an overloaded vanilla cone she'd just bought from them, but she didn't eat it. Instead, she stared along the path that bordered the lazy, glimmering breadth of the...
Something in the Water Part 3
Something in the Water Part 3 By: Pent Ghelsburg Disclaimer: All characters in this story are fictional. They are original and only to be used within the context of this story. Any resemblance to person's living or dead is purely a coincidence....
Pathogenesis: A Close Call
" 'blind as a bat' is only a saying, my procyonid companion." chira slid into the captain's chair and pulled out the connecting cable.
Will Doesn't Fuck Jailbait
What would have been a cute procyonid snout with all those pretty whiskers now flared in anger. "i wish you'd just accept it when you're grounded. be good this time, okay?"
The Hotline
"that'd be... really great," the procyonid said softly. "i'd... i'd like that." he'd said it last night; still, the verification sent a surge of euphoria through the wolf's chest. he really really did actually honestly want to go on a real date.
No Major Injuries
The procyonid was engrossed in his cell phone, producing an incessant metallic-sounding chatter as his claws clicked away at the onscreen keyboard; it was driving the wolf slowly and surely insane. the line shuffled closer. goddamn dad.