Gifts For Gideon
It was a normal day for gideon grey. he was busy working in his bakery, selling various pastries as he had done for many years now. today though, it seemed he was a bit distracted by something.
CHAPTER 1: the rising sun
grey tugged on the pack leader's jacket, it was disturbingly wet and slimy, "hey!"
The Greys Chapter 17: The Morning
#18 of the greys bill let out a massive yawn, his flabby face contorting as one gigantic arm reached for the sky. the wolf didn't know what time it was, but then again, he didn't really care. groggily, he looked his shoulder, giving a small chuckle.
The Blakes and The Greys Chapter 3: Gideon Grey's Real Good Baked Stuff
#3 of the blakes and the greys josephine grey sat in her usual booth at her nephew's restaurant. because it was the middle of the week, she wasn't expecting her son and his fiancée to come visit.
Gideon's News
grey, i don't know if you remember me, but i was the photographer the zootopia times sent over to your bakery a month ago.
Pleasureful Freedom.
Pleasureful Freedom This Story is For Adult Audiences It Contains - Sexual Content Nudity Some Violence Blood and a Dismemberment. -- At the moment, Yerneley was on a break from both of the places he worked for which was a great coincidence for...
Prologue
He turns around, as everyone does to a dark grey wolfess walking over to victor and the owner. vic couldn't help but stare, she was so beautiful... 6 foot 2, bright blue eyes, and muscular.
Pâtisserie: Chapter 1 - Shrink
"grey, gideon. 16 years old. sophomore. history of aggression and bullying. multiple anger control classes with school counselors. hmm. do your grandparents know you're here?" she asked nonchalantly.
CHAPTER 2: Captive
The wind brushed up against his brown fur, tickling him, grey sighed, by the time he'd get back home, if he ever got home, it would have been destroyed by the human invaders...this angered grey.
The Gate-Way Revisited: Chapter 12 Celebrating A Job Well Done
His mother sat rocking with her cooking magazine and cup of tea, her soft brown, greying head fur contrasting with her thick winter white coat.
FnaJ 2 (part 2)
I could see most of the room and faintly, i could see a grey rabbit. he is a little beaten up, half of a ear missing and a few shards out of his gut, but not bad considering how long he as without service. his eyes are very strange... grey...
A Dip on a Summer Eve
He grunted as he lifted himself up into a sitting position, allowing the wolf, clad simply in a pair of old cut-off denim shorts and a grey t-shirt, to heave himself up to his feet.