Deer's Dessert (Vore Story)
The deer couldn't wait to wake up tomorrow and see just where the golden jackal would finally end up on him~
The City II
The fox flicked his eyes from person to person: jak rhod, the golden jackal who had been fighting with him for years; vir socra, the red-furred dragon and an old friend of his that never had much heart for killing but had more than enough love to heal; copp
A New Contemporary Resurrection Chapter 02
Teased gregory masterson, my trusty assistant executive, and second highest company member, after me "shut the hell up, greggy" i said "hah, you're always something, levi" he said i flippantly shot daggers looking at that golden jackal for a brief moment
Just a Jackal
I am a golden jackal, though the golden part was hard to see then with the dust coating my fur. jackals are shorter than a lot of other canines--even coyotes are bigger by a bit--and i was short even for a jackal.
Girls' Zone 2
Chika smiled before turning nadine around just as the golden jackal changed her appearance into an anubian jackal, "i think i forgot to introduce myself. name's chika. chika anubis and blessed brewmistress of the lord himself."
A Most Prized Possession (alternate title: Some Ordinary Guy's Mcdonnell Douglas MD-11 Rollout Ceremony)
"well," i replied, "to be fair, not always you see a golden jackal like me get a private plane, right?
Interlude
While the hyena diplomat fussed and fumed in his good natured fashion, his sleek golden jackal queen rounded the corner into the vestibule to their home.
Mending
Sitting beside her was the golden jackal sayeh, and the only person in the world besides her attacker who knew what had happened to her.
Snow Bunny - Ch. 8
The hotel has a dark green awning over the door, potted trees on the sidewalk, and a golden jackal in a neat, forest green uniform standing by to open the door.
The City VI
He peeked in, seeing the golden jackal sitting on her bed, already in uniform. she was looking down at a photograph, sniffling a bit, before she looked up and nodded.
Hubris and Modernity
The same dread clutched the golden jackal's heart tightly. he paid no attention to what otherwise seemed like an insignificant mote of dust puffing up from the artificial seascape below him.
The Wicker Man (Co-Written by Myself and Conor Hyena)
Growling, he pushed the shaman over, making him land on his back, and the golden jackal staring up at him with a mixture of fear and hatred.