New Traditions
Three of them claimed their seats with hungry haste, though the wolf retreated to fetch the object of their shared tradition.
Furred Traditions Chapter 2
#3 of furred traditions the next morning was a very warm one. i stepped outside my tipi to find that the air was hot and humid. i crawled back inside and put on pants but no shirt, it would be too hot.
Furred Traditions Chapter 1
#2 of furred traditions the white men tell me the year is 1856. i never understood their time system, but i follow it just the same. i often visit their town called hutchinson in the land of sky-tinted waters, or minnesota.
The Hedgehog can never be buggered at all
This is a work in progress, so if you're reading the entertaining literature below, please do comment on what your thoughts are. \*hands out a begging bowl\* Comedy for the poor, comedy for the poor, help us get a laugh... All seriousness aside, this...
Furred Traditions Chapter 3
#4 of furred traditions months have gone by. the spring is gone and summer is now upon us. strong as the wolf has completed his first hunt and is now viewed as a man by my tribe.
Furred Traditions Chapter 4
#5 of furred traditions the nights in our village are usually calm. but one particular summer night, things became very lively. i was woken by the sound of howling, multiple sources could be heard. i went outside to see i wasn't the only one awake.
Pride
"Tell me what you see." The little girl looked at herself in the mirror and sighed irritably. Same old wolf. The short brown hair with the little green-dyed flecks on the ends, the brown face framing large green eyes and glasses. She rubbed a paw...
A New Homecoming Tradition
"mmm...might need to make it into a tradition," cepheus muttered as he settled further against askia's chest.
A New Homecoming Tradition
"mmm...might need to make it into a tradition," cepheus muttered as he settled further against askia's chest. askia yawned once more, holding off the comforting embrace of sleep for just a moment longer to reply, "i like the sound of that."
The Naga Goddess’s Tradition
She was not a woman of beauty, at least not in the traditional sense of the word.
traditional and opportune gifts
"yep," he punched me again, birthday licks were traditional between us, "and boy have i got a present for you." "that i won't get till sundown and which you won't stop talking about till then." "yep."
Winter Traditions: Interlude
Interlude. By Cerberus Well, well. Probably not expecting to hear from the dog now were you? I've seen some of the forum trolls that like to portray me as my dragon's favorite sex toy, that I'm just a stay at home bitch with a penis, while Jay...