The Angel's Judgment
The lord was a muscular harpy eagle, his severe dark eyes intense as they locked with alistair's cold glare. his gray, almost blue, feathers transitioned to a powerful-looking black chest, his defined abs a sharply contrasting white.
Goldeneyes Chapter 4
Virgil smiled and shelly giggled as they heard the harpy eagle from their room. "it's a good thing those two shall be taking up residence in your former home," virgil said as shelly ran her fingers over the feathers of his tight belly.
The Traveling Slave pt4
The harpy eagle simply laughed at her misfortune. "hmm. apparently not." okay, perhaps she wasn't as resilient as she had hoped. ------------------------- one two-three, one two. one two-three, one two.