Brains And Brawn
the hoard of raccoons moving attracted the attention of muskrats, foxes, otters, weasels, coyotes, cougars, owls, hawks and eagles. even the family of wolves and bully the grizzly eventually joined the hoard of animals.
In the Darkness...
It took him five minutes to deal with the hoard, and all but one of his ammo clips. and he knew it would only get harder the closer he got to his destination.
In the World After: Chapter 6
Keeping one eye on the hoard, i changed my pace according to them. as they picked up speed i began to weave through the houses and buildings to put a little more distance between them and me.
deathsong
Where it came from is royal shame it was his own hand,that has to take the blame farewell to the world deathsong for the hoard do you think that it is funny i'm chaos i'm discord.
Chapter 11
the hoard of monsters were a fair distance away approximately 300 meters from his current position. as he armed the device he couldn't help but feel that this was a very bad idea.
Shared Blood - Act 2
He also gradually divided up the hoard and created hidden caches in the wilderness. he even brought a number of gems and jewellery back to the civilised areas.
Chapter 19
His words seemed to strike a chord within the hoard of ghosts as they began to turn to their lord. "you said we were going to defend the victini's power from thieves, but..." a gengar started before a yamask interrupted him. "yamask!"
Mine
What happens when a dragon gets the hoarding instinct for boys who can carry his children? well a young fox tod is about to find out...
Whack the Thief
With a touch less care than before, he turned and walked from the hoard. wiping cum from his face and eyes. sampling a bit, he found the taste rather pleasurable.
The Thundering of Hooves
This only encouraged the zebras as they cheered once more, the hoard of hooves now becoming less and less as most admired their handiwork. \*boom! thoom! batsch! crunch! crack! boom! matsch!
The Thief's Amulet
Hyruzon's work as a mage gave him enough money and respect among humans and other dragons that the hoard grew slowly.
My Wonderful Little Sister- A Poem for Katie
Their shouts rallying the hoard and signaling their attack,invisible fangs knaw at my soul, their claws tear at my mindmy sins leave me open, my crimes baiting them on,i glance about in lost hope, but my mauraders mine eyes cannot find, if only i'd been good