River Play
Despite the crick in his neck and how the angle of his head send an awkward shudder through him, it was all worth it to see how she moaned and panted, her flanks trembling with every breath.
The Pythons pet
James dropped his heavy bag on the floor and cricked his neck. "home at last!" he said with feeling he kicked away the pile of mail from the door and switched on some lights.
Oh So Tragic - Part 1
He now stood next to her, and she had to put a crick in her neck just trying to meet his brown eyes. "i'd like to think of it as sneaky and psychotic. it sounds more intelligent." the dog's face began to look a bit strained.
Rapid Rottie (3)
I guess that i must have dozed off to sleep because the next thing that i am aware of is the fact that someone is hammering on my front door and also the fact that i have a nasty crick in my neck, i slowly manage to lever myself off the sofa and head to the
who says old love is dead
She cricked her back and smiled at the younger pony "oh thank you, it takes me a while to get back up after that, i'm granny smith what's your name lad?"
Unknown Within
As he glided above me, my head followed and i almost cricked my neck as my body had for an instant failed to respond in turn. but turn i manage, and he continued on his way, flapping his white wing, giving me a view of his tail and rump. .-.-.-.-.
Sariks
Mek took a moment to crick his shoulders and stretch his limbs, standing up in front of sariks, wearing nothing but that cage.
Free Meal Deal
crick! the bird's neck snapped, his life snuffed out like a candle in the wind. time flew by, the hawk sizzled away into a stewing collective of shattered bones. spiritusk's expression couldn't further exude frustration.
Todd & Rose
\*crick\* the door gently swings open. "rose?" todd inquires. "this must be her.." in the doorway stands a fairly short mutt of a woman.
Grant's Rampage 1.0
He slumped into his seat, rolling his shoulders to get the cricks out and moved to press the three magical buttons that would shut down his computer. "brady!" the thunderous cry could only have come from george delowski.
Pittsburghese N'at Part 1
We set up a time to meet at the creek, or as he called it the crick. i couldn't help but think how handsome he was. not pretty dog handsome, big strong studly dog handsome.
The Meeting
After one final crick, he slowly leans down, going on all fours, and stretching like his old brother and friend, the only one who had survived since he had stayed close to protect his younger brother from certain death.