Quail
"you... you're quail the breaker, aren't you?" quail cocked his head to the side, surprised that the wolf seemed to know him. "yes, i go by that sometimes... i'm sorry, have we met?"
Spirit Bound: Chapter One Hundred-Four
He poked at the quail with his fork, pouting, once the apricots were gone. nick, however, joined most of the other people in attacking the quail first.
Gym Buddies
Zen rested his head onto marty's chest and started reaching for the quail's back again, this time moving a little lower, reaching for the quail's round bubble butt.
Commission: Zen & Marty: The Beginning
Zen hurried the quail in and sealed off the rest of the house with newspaper. once everything was prepared, zen walked over and sat next to the quail facing the fireplace.
Blackmailed Breeding
The canine smirked and chuckled throatily, leaning into the doorframe as raelyn quailed away from him.
Corrupted in Aegis Mountain: Chapter 2
Pike and quail knew immediately, snickering in response. pike still felt the need to push it anyways. "gee~ i wonder who you could be referring to?" quail also played along. "gee~ pike! i have no idea!"
Traditions
“the quail is quite good.” her majesty commented on the food. his majesty agreed and seemed to have a share of everything on the table now sitting on his plate.
His Humiliation
It was embarrassing enough as he quivered, wanting to quail, but all that very much was not the kind of mess at all that he wanted to be involved in.
Deception
There was one, however, that he noted did not do anything, a white anthro wolf soldier who quailed back from it, his lower jaw slack as he gaped.
The Dragons 5: Deuling and Dealing
He winked and licked his lips as he tore into the quail. he shook his head lightly in amusement and moaned at the succulent quail juice washed over his tongue.
Song of the Summer King: Chapter 1
"quail and mice," halvden continued when shard didn't rise to his first insult. "i heard that old caj and your nest-sister spotted a boar on star island.
A Young Ballade, and Naive
The library is full of worlds of fortitude that does not fail, of capitals in lumined curls, of bravery that does not quail, of underdogs under the hail of hell and earth and heaven too who stand and in the end prevail: but i would rather be