Hanging Playday (RP)
The little wolfling puts up a nice show for his watchers\* blue\_plead ((love the description ^.^)) you see our mother getting up and walking up to and kneeling in front of you.
Drunken Halloween Lullaby #2
The small brassling dressed as a bat that does acrobatics (an 'acro-bat', if you will) while the white wolfling disguised himself as an... egg? one with a pair of red devil horns and a red imp tail painted on his fluffy white one. (deviled egg).
An Abandoned Child
Hi guys. I'm the same as Yiff\_Arts who did Night with a Rockstar down there somewhere. I'm sorry about that and will post part two soon. This is a cub yiff, and might be considered N/C. If either of these offend you don't read and don't bitch about it...
On the Throne
After that, the last thing he remembered was returning to the royal guards, carrying the sobbing wolfling and trying to soothe him.
Abused beginning
Common BS disclaimer. Don't reed unless 18+ etc., etc., etc., k? k Story, Locations and Characters Copyright © Snowolf, 2004 -======================================================================- A sharp breeze picked up, throwing half...
Over My Head
A furred hexeped corrected, getting a couple of chirps from a wolfling and brassling that was riding him. that polar bear snout giving dia'vidd and jinx a nudge. "but yes, who's counting?
A chance meeting chapter 2
"be still wolfling, i cannot carry you both so ill take you pup, if you can please follow me, it's a short distance."
The Tip Of The Iceberg
The bear grumbled, seeing the small wolfling from before suddenly stop before them, looking like he was in trouble. "not you, rev. it's an expression." still, the white pup looked at him sadly until bartan gave up one of his treats.
Kaze\'s Commission 1: Night of Fortune
Apologies if the formatting turns out unpleasant. One of two (so far; more likely to come) stories commissioned by Kazewolf, a dear friend of mine. Enjoy it? Don't enjoy it? Say so. * * * It was the...
Clan War: War of Light, chapter 4 Heart of the Fallen
He kneel down before rose and deactivate his helmet, he is a black wolfling, around 18, his hair are longer on the left side then the right and covers his red eyes, his voice is dark but warming. "are you alright?" he asks.
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays
The wolfling happily shouted. "heavily driven in conviction of what is right and wrong!" the brassling lexar continued. "like he was born for the role!" "aside from the adultery, you mean."
The Snake and the Horny Wolf Boys
"quiet now, it would be rude, little wolfling, to interrupt everyone'ss sssleep..."