Amber Silverblood: Chapter Twenty Seven

A ratty dr. pepper t-shirt covered his chest, and his arms were tight with muscle. i lowered myself closer to the ground, tail between my legs, suddenly afraid for my life.

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Song of Sedation

Brer rabbit looked up questioningly at the vulpine with a glazed expression on his face, a thinner tendon of drool stretched between the rabbit's slack jaw and the fox's ratty vest.

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Rafael Hayes get Drafted

"you're driving... in that ratty truck?" the doe didn't sound convinced about raffie's decision. "look, i made it to indiana and back with it. i know it will do the trip there", the coyote assured his agent.

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Fat Fox Feeds on Fearfully Foul Folks

The ratty carpeting didn't do much to muffle her steps, but she made it without incident to room 204. sagging against the wall, the cool painted concrete pressing against her struggling gut while she fumbled out her key and stuck it in the lock.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 141

The streaky wolf with the ratty eyes was looking down at her, casually bouncing a rock in the palm of his hand.

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Mythos Chapter 1: Containment

#1 of writing chapter 1: containment it was one of those old, ratty apartment complexes, like out of gotham city or some other comic book.

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Brick

His backside juts out, that ratty little tail - heh... ratty tail... -- curled off to the side. do i curl mine away like that? does it just go up? must be up. most guys like to tug it when they fuck me.

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Fighting Desire

There was a ratty old bed on one side, a table on the other, the latter of which he shoved to the side to give them more room. all in all, not a nice place, but one where they wouldn't be bothered.

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Journey of the Valiant - Part I

"out wit' it, ratty! who went an' killed me good ol' pal of the seas, vixter, eh?" "yer lookin' at 'er, cap'n."

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Shelter from the storm

Her fashion sense could be improved, though, with a change to her ratty, short-sleeved purple hoodie. having gathered herself, the pandaren tried once again. "good evening. i am hiyorin, how can i help?"

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A Wolf at the Door

And a ratty-looking pika opened the door. sprigs-of-spring-thyme looked worse than he remembered. her skin was sagging around her bones, and her nipples and labia clearly showed through her thinning fur.

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