The Odd One Out Chapter 1: Beginings
He took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one up. "you want one?" the bear asked, offering the pack of cigarettes to the officer.
Trashy Hyenas
The hyena took another drag off her cigarette. "man, you wanna come up in here, giving us trouble, well..."
Qest: Primal - Chapter 5: Meal Ticket
He said, taking a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his jacket pocket, lighting it. the cherry of the cigarette being one of the few sources of light in the darkness. "why's it matter to you?"
Zim's Backstory
The fox took another drag on his cigarette as he started to feel his voice waver slightly. ten years later and the event still felt like it was yesterday. the cigarette didn't help, in fact, taking a break from speaking pushed him over the edge.
Hedgehog Infinitum
His quills bristled in the cold air as he lit his lucky cigarette. he walked down the bridge to his dorm, his mind finally blank for the first time in hours.
It's a Short Life
I need a fucking cigarette." he felt for the pack in his pocket as he turned and headed back to the living room, tapping a cigarette into his hand as he scanned for chelsea.
Nature and Manufacture (Chapter 3 - Going Home)
The tiger placed the matches on top of the cigarettes sliding the pack across the table in an encouraging gesture. a dog paw automatically went for the cigarettes. the dog, startling himself with the unconscious gesture retracted it quickly.
Ileum collision - Treachery and deceit: The false path of the warrior
Vincent answered, not really paying attention and handed her the cigarette after which he started rolling another one. the rat lit his cigarette and handed alex the lighter.
The Black Shepherd - Chapter 26
Her face was patient, bored, but then the cigarette fell from the front of her mouth, tumbled lazily through the darkness. the cigarette struck the carpet as the black canines piled into the narrow hallway with fangs glossing and throats thundering.
Bone Dust Chapter 1 (short)
Leaning his head back he exhaled his cigarette over his right shoulder and started looking at pictures on his laptop.
Twisted Whispers And Twisted Sisters, Part I
Producing my pack of cigarettes, i settled on the couch. robert, the badger and lisa, the feline, were chatting in the kitchen. "what's this?" i asked, lighting the cigarette.
Moral Folly
I leaned over and the cigarette flared to life, filling my lungs with the burning smoke. cigarettes were a luxury i could not afford, but i had my fair share from other generous individuals and some friendlier acquaintances.