Pacificaris 5: The Hidden, The Damned, The Prosecuted
A kid with the body of a phin, but had hair all over and slightly deformed beak stepped forward and took mist's hand, leading him off to the leader.
Dran and Mist - Chapter Twelve - Angel
The white of mists face fur became shot through with red, a whine escaping her as trine allowed her tongue to trail upwards from a shallow slash and over a breast. she grinned.
Dran and Mist - Chapter Eight - Conquest
Another finger was added, drawing a moan from her as she struggled to rise from beside mist's sleeping form. all however proved futile as an increase in speed forced her to submit.
Mist's Day with Sam
Sam had stuck his tongue out to work on mist's soft belly he was developing as well. sam tilts his head back and swallows mist's chest. the dragon's belly and upper thighs got greeted by sam's tongue as well.
Taboo Love Chapter 7: A Secret To Be Told
His eyes were fixated on the neutral coloured carpet of mist's room, as he merely couldn't stomach to look at her glaring and scowling expression.
The Wizard and the Fox Chapter 5
Another hour of travel and the two saw more of the same, but soon the clear air receded and the mists began to gather in the nooks and crannies between the peaks and one could only see half as far as before.
Pacificaris pt. 6: Operation Wet Strike
The clever bastard was using something to block mist's sensors. mist tossed out a stun grenade, then cooked a frag, tossing it out right as the stun went off. the soldier went down then blew up, along with another that was close to him.
Kaiju Breeding Program
A match for any creature that lurked in the mists! it was as if she belonged. the heavy hangar door came to a stop, the mists leaking in like grasping tendrils.
PMD: Team Charm's Monster House Mishap!
Due to the mist's power, all pokemon, albeit wild or civilian, are oblivious to all morality, thought, and willpower, and disrupts the force made for all pokemon attacks.
Behind Yellow Eyes: Chapter 8
He squeezed mist's paw tightly, but not so tight as to hurt. pain lanced inside his head as a metal squeal ground away, forced into his skull.
Spiral Nebula - Prologue
His breath misted in the coldness that seeped into his clothes and slowed his movements. soon only a few emergency lights remained powered but they only displayed the carnage that awaited alberto.
Mist and Memories
People's lives are made up of Mist and Memories. For, that is all anyone ever truly sees. We spend our lives walking through the mist. Never seeking to see what lies beyond our outstretched wrist. We spend our time looking at the memories we've...