Going Up. Going Down.
He was a finnish lapphund with light brown fur on his front and black fur on his back, with a spot of cream colored fur running up his chest and under his muzzle.
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
The lapphund settled down at once, her furry rump in the air and her head turned to watch him. "you think so, right?"
Dalliances of a Dragon Sage, Chapter Three (Finale)
Not an offended one, the shy lapphund was pleased --and relieved--to see. "a bold question, brown-pelt! we shall see."
Latex Lovelies Live!
Wearing a pale purple tank top decorated with band logos and navy blue cut-off shorts, the two-tone chocolate-furred, lapphund looked cutely casual.
Mirror Mirror on the Wall...
The lapphund's hopes had hit rock bottom. he was cold, wet, and tired. all he wanted at this point was a nice warm bed, or at least to dry off.
Dalliances of a Dragon Sage, Chapter One
"_ the murmuring lapphund's hands reacted spasmodically beneath her bed as the echoing remembrance drove her to seek out that which craved attention and was beaded with sticky droplets of induced liquid lust.
The Redrum Strip Club: Prologue
Zerky looked at the finnish lapphund, pale as a sheet and about ready to pass out. he sighed and said, "just be sure you do a good job, and you'll be fine.
Redrum Strip Club: Part 2
The hyon's words seemed to spark something in the finnish lapphund. perhaps a spark of survival, a will to live, his confidence in justice and liberty, something to give him strength.
Beneath the Ridge
Celes, a lapphund with a brown coat on her front and legs, with a dark coat reaching down her back and thighs, extending over the top of her tail.
Carli in Need of Some Pleasure
A soft bark comes from the blonde colored finnish lapphund who is now at the edge of the bed. "are you hungry, girl?" i ask with another soft bark as a reply. i'll take that as a yes.
The Odds
Finnish lapphund and border collie, for me, and... some husky. just a buncha different stuff smushed together. for science, of course." "and because it's cute," i reminded rory, who rolled her eyes. "all domestic, huh?
Cold As Hell On the Western Front
The medic cursed urgently at a swedish lapphund that was also his platoon's assault gunner.