Flaming Restaurant
"sylvan, come here; take my place. we'll get the boar out." "are you sure, chef? i mean, i'd love to finish preparing the meals of such great heroes, but you're the chef." sylvan asked, failing to hide his excitement. "they're almost done.
Reservoir
The world-setting (containing bentonsburg, pellamagutchi river, and other landmarks within this story's context), and the characters of benton blackhoof, martin malbury, and maximilian "max" toale are owned by sylvan scott.
The Long Goodnight
Come work as a farm hand out in the beautiful forests of sylvan! steady pay, free room and board,' followed by an address. river felt a deep swell in his heart, maybe there was someone up there looking after him.
All Ears
sylvan turned to look at the snow rabbit. "i am new here, as you know. i am the high command's ambassador to the furry federation. but i have no staff. i have no fellow ambassadors ...
Lunas escape
Luna knew a little sylvan from her friend cathline. "quvestie mun vintoro?" she tried quietly watching her pull the bowl away. the elf grinned and started to pour water into the bowl. "i am pouring you some fresh water." she answered in sylvan.
The Art of Mingling
And though she and sylvan occasionally bred with one another, they shared no deep affection. "he's an ambassador.
Honeys forest frolic...
#3 of honey forest frolic the small forest glade was lit by dappled sunlight and draped in sylvan shadows. as the two stallions' of different species, stood facing each other... across the short distance.
Surprise
How queers hung out there at night in the sylvan shadows of that forest or in the public toilets. hear how the next to last stall always had a hole through its divider wall. and what was done through that hole, if you stuck your cock through it.
Nightmare rising
sylvan pushed strikers corpse of him and fired at the drone who had killed the older female. the runner whipped his tail around and decapitate sylvan with one savage powerfully blow.
Sunset Dream
Embodiment of death, bearer of life, owner of this sylvan glade. supple curves whisper of grace of passion and strength. her fur like smoke and moonlight covering muscles of rippling steel.
The Yuletide Wolf
The yuletide wolf ©2017 sylvan scott alexi and alexander sorensen left the warmth of their grandfather's truck. all around them, the air was alive with the deep scent of slumbering pine.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 18.
Sveil, the black wolf tracker from sylvan's pack, spoke up. he had to circle back around to meet up with them. these trio were legend amongst sylvan's pack. there were so many stories and myths about each one of them.