Night of the Tiger
My own tongue flickers out in sympathy. warm fur prickles down to my hips, snowy white in front and in black and orange bands along my sides.
Nocturnal
Picturing her brother's broad, masculine hands, lira shuddered with sympathy for his eventual partner. if _she_ was to try taking something like that, she'd be walking funny for a week.
No Good Deed... [Commission]
Her muzzle fell open and her tingling sex clenched in sympathy as the dragoness' folds dimpled and then suddenly snapped around cold steel.
Remedy, a story of Aligare (Chapter 4)
For all their words of sympathy, the people of fenwater already thought she stood in a gloried treetop; they thought she was someone to look up to. on this day, alone and unfinished her training, rose tellig wasn't just a healer - she was a new mage.
The Princess and Her Pet Chapter 2 - My Name Is Puppy
Foxy replied, his voice a twisted mixture of sympathy and pride. "not at all. yours are certainly much larger then his." "heh, good to hear," foxy said, grinning.
Armageddon: Chapter 5 - "Trust"
I think he is just acting completely on sympathy alone." she quietly uttered as she slowly dragged her claw all the way down the mirror; leaving a well pronounced scratch mark in its wake.
A Life Yet Lived - Prologue
Wait, was that sympathy? real, _genuine_ sympathy? maybe she's not so cold and unfeeling after all... that meager show of emotion didn't last long, and dr. wiles was back to business as usual in seconds.
The Fox and the horse
\*gulp\* \*gulp\* \*gulp\* \*gulp\* \*gulp\* \*gulp\* the balloon fox looked up for sympathy, but was only met with the encroaching brown belly of the horse.
Family Practitioner
He assured with mock sympathy, knowing full well it would have been. as he had removed her husband's testicles, and milked his last seed out long before cameron had attempted to breed her!
The marked chapter 2
In fact her eyes had a look if sympathy to them. "i'm not your enemy" she whispered she held her paw out to me and i took it and stood next to her. "who are you?"
Hometown: Set Me Right.
My anger and resentment cannibalize each other, leaving only sympathy. “let's talk." jim perks up. “really?" “come on, let's light a fire on the patio." i grab the now half-empty bottle of whiskey and head to the door.
Fenil Proves His Manhood
It wasn't the kind of response fenil expected from his mother, but in a way, her attacking the question logically, instead of with overbearing sympathy, was helping him work through it. "i just **can't!