I Wish I Could Go Back to Fur Con
(Fur 1) I wish I could go back to fur con I was so wasted back then (Fur 2) What would I give, to go back and sleep on the floor in a furpile again... (Fur 3) I wish I could go back to fur con At fur con there's so much to do You sit in the...
Black Meridian 19: Hold Me Close
lyric laughed, his mind swimming back to fulbright.
Black Meridian 08: Rest For The Wicked
The fox insisted, glaring at lyric. "that so?" nadine looked past the fox, eyeing lyric. she wore loose black cargo pants with high boots, her top in nothing but a grey singlet.
[Commission] Finishing Business
Even if he could generate the speed midair, all he'd succeed in doing is running deep into lyric's digestive system.
Black Meridian 15: Psychic Eyes
That suited lyric fine. "can i help ya partner?" the fox asked, squinting at lyric and sipping a mug of steaming black coffee. "aw, shucks i sure hope so." lyric said, slurring his words.
Black Meridian: [Epilogue]
lyric pulled him down for a kiss, their tongues brushing against one another, a guttural growl sounding in the jackal's throat. narem huffed, his body slapping up against lyric and fletcher's as he thrust. "are you ready?" lyric whispered.
Black Meridian 03: Sultan's Curse
lyric said conversationally. "nomadically inclined type...move around a lot. call 'emselves the sultan's curse." the wolf stiffened slightly, his ears flattening. lyric went on.
Black Meridian 16: To The Gallows
With a grin, he returned his glare to lyric and grinned. "speak of the devil eh?" lyric frowned, heart sinking as a tall, narrow-shouldered raccoon walked slowly into the room.
Black Meridian 11: Yellow Eyes
He remembered what aloysius said about the person lyric used to be. "how _did_ you meet?" he asked gently. lyric's history seemed like such a mystery - fletcher was dying for any information that could shed even a glimpse of light on the jackal.
Black Meridian 18: Running on Fumes
_" lyric screamed, and the baron pulled the lever. ... over the crowd, fletcher did not hear lyric's cry. he did however, hear the crowd roar as the trapdoor fell.
Black Meridian 26: Closed Circle
Fletcher glanced to lyric, cupping his muzzle. "lyric, we're gonna pull the nails out now, so... brace yourself." "you... you... fuckin' idiot."
Black Meridian 17: The Calm Before
"lyric _is_ a good person; he wants to help people. do you think it is at all possible fletcher is confused, not sure if he wants to be _with_ lyric, or rather wants to simply _be_ lyric?" "i don't know." narem muttered.