The Espeon's New Jolteon
shrike shouted out in panic as espeon released a powerful hypnotic blast, close range the jolteon had no chance. shrike staggered as his eyes began to glow with a red color, "nooo..."
The X-Hunters: Chapter 1
"yes" i replied, looking into shrike's eyes. "by all means". after a long speech by serena, it came my turn to speak. i turned to shrike and said "shrike, if there's one thing i've done to deserve you, i don't know what it is.
Forged in Fire, Chapter 2
Corporal shrike," she said, addressing our sniper. "you get up onto a rooftop and shadow us. provide overwatch, and move fast and quiet. you are our eyes and ears." shrike nodded. "copy that, cap'n!" sergeant baker grunted. "and dammit derrelki!
Eternal Prison of Chastity and Humiliation
shrike and i are going to be busy with a stubborn elder fire dragon, you'll have to do it yourself" and walked away, the strands of his whip shining for a momentas he walked down the hall, and disappeared.
Darker plumage
There's a shrike here! you know him or.....!"
The X-Hunters: Chapter 3
shrike walked up beside me. "go on, skorp. they're waiting for you." "i don't know, shrike. it all seems so much like a miracle. i can't believe it's happening.
The Finals
The shrike balled up, grabbing for his knee. he could hear yelling; the unintelligible roar of an outraged crowd, and the more distinct yells of his teammates.
Sweet Sixteen and Elite Eight
Once the shrike realized that everybody else had stopped, though, he looked over at the scoreboard. underwood 96. smu 94. the shrike stared at the numbers for several long seconds, his brain sluggish.
Slice O' Fantasy Ch.1
It was a shrike, a bird that bristled with metallic feathers. it went unnoticed except by the two raiders dashing across the outpost's wall. with the tip of her spear, a tall and mangy hyena pointed toward the shrike.
A Strange Meeting
Beagle and skorp had never piloted together before, but since shrike was indisposed they had to pair up. leaving from the station it took only a few minutes to get where they needed to be.
To The Shrike
The painting in question is titled shrike on a withered branch.
Rounds of 64 and 32
The shrike really did need sleep. the two of them were too tired to talk, and so they got ready for bed in silence.