The King's Company Chapter Five: Out of the Frying Pan

rengar took the worst of it, his thigh almost looking like a pincushion. tobi had a brief moment of dizziness pass, from the pain? not likely, too slight. rengar swaying uneasily confirmed his suspicions. poisoned darts.

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A Hero in Another's Legend

Was rengar in his body, trying to kill his friends and family for trophies? the thought made russell shudder. why rengar of all characters? surely, there were better options.

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The King's Company: Chapter Two: Tracks!

rengar rushed forward, looking around for where the attack came from, and gave a disgusted snort, noting a small contraption where a stake was pushed down a tube, firing it at the poor soul who tripped the trap. val spoke up, stuttering a bit, "r-rengar?

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The King's Company: Chapter Six: Into the Fire

rengar growled, the familiar haze settling in, the joy of the fight filling him.

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The King's Company: Chapter Seven: The Guildmaster

The guildmaster tried to stab towards rengar, but the ursari was prepared, deflecting it aside easily.

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The King's Company: Chapter Nine: New Beginnings

The vulpine nodded, rengar following with them as they started their travel, cutting an angle to the road, starting to blaze their own trail.

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The Scent of Prey, Part 6: Bring Down The Sky

Voli creaked an eye open, trying to move his neck to see past rengar's face toward his own penis, but rengar pushed back, slamming his muzzle against the bear's and pinning his head to the platform even as he kissed him again.

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The King's Company: Prologue

"rengar fulgrimm, arrested for starting a brawl in the tavern, injuring five patrons, and two guards before being taken in." the ursari grunted, shrugging his massive shoulders, swirls of tribal tattoos in various colors running down his arms to his chest.

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Scaling for Late Game

He pushed forward and pressed his tongue against rengar's winking tailhole, gently lubricating the dainty pucker with saliva.

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