Slagar The Master - Part 8
#8 of slagar the master a short one with only a little going on but it'll be interesting to see if slagar achieves his goal indeed.
Jewel: Prologue
But that didn't mean slagar wasn't against trying, even if part of him knew there was simply no use.
Jewel: Chapter One
slagar the cruel himself." an older female ferret strode over to where wartfang was standing, glanced down at slagar, and nodded; reluctantly confirming the young beast's discovery. "the sly one, eh? i've heard of him. poor bastard.
Slagar the Master - End
"slagar! my slagar!" her slagar? no one had ever dared to claim ownership of him before because he had slaughtered those kinds of fools and yet he was not angry for her words.
Slagar the Master - Part 9
"slagar will go... layla does not want slagar to go... so layla must show slagar she loves him... so he won't forget her." the words were stated so pathetically but at the same time so sternly that slagar gave a soft chuckle of amusement.
Slagar's Night Alone
slagar the cruel entered his quarters, which was little more than the old bedroom of church they had taken for the week. he threw his cloak to the ground, revealing his muscled body and dark scarlet red fur with his beige white stomach.
Jewel: Chapter Two
slagar knew he had to anticipate this.
Mattimeo: Behind the Bushes, Part 3
After the young ones of redwall were rescued from the evil slagar the cruel, the reunion with their parents and loved ones was intense. "oh, my boy sam," said jess squirrel. "if only we found you while i was still in heat."
Jewel: Chapter Three
slagar froze at the unexpected sound of jewel's voice. "yes...."
Redwall - A Contest Among Vermin - 2014
#3 of redwall some of slagar's slavers find a way to amuse themselves in mossflower woods after their raid on redwall a farting contest seemed like such a good idea at the start, then they agreed on the stakes.
Guro Challenge #32: Scarring/Disfiguration
Both froze, malkariss' paws still on slagar's scarred face, slagar grasping the flattened snout and protruding tongue of the polecat, claws pressing into the sagging jowls.
An Epitaph for Slagar the Cruel
An epitaph for slagar the cruel by foxpiper here rests the remains of slagar the cruel, who tried to avoid a deadly duel; he fell down an old well, now in hellgates he doth dwell; where he is considered by all as a fool.