Love is Only Love
Would express my affections and this is a gift to one of the most beloved wolves i've ever met: tristan black wolf here's the music for those who want to hear the song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?
Squirrely's Nuts
tristan black wolf: might just read you a story, if you'd wish. :) gabriel clyde: hmmmm im always up... :p tristan black wolf: \*tries not to notice\* gabriel clyde: hehe yes, a story. tristan black wolf: well then... what shall it be about?
Affiliated Student Bodies, chpt 1 The Power of Love
This story takes place during the summer between semesters and after another story/fan fiction titled, associated student bodies: don't cry, by tristan black wolf.
The Den - Chapter 1
#1 of the den i would like to thank the members of my pack, tristan black wolf, taz tupasi, wolf seeker, trevor the wildpartyfox, dragon_slayer_dude, and trip legacy for allowing me to use them in this story. guys you are all fantastic.
Warehouse Dog 1
Wolf: "well if you won't let me check you over then at least allow me to introduce myself, my name is tristan black wolf, i would be honoured to know your name."
Having a friend by - (Prose Addendum)
The ever-wonderful tristan black wolf looked at a smutty commission of mine (the colored version of which can be found below, as well as here) and wrote some prose that is far, far too classy (in my humble opinion) for it.
Monday Memos [song lyrics]
So a song that i wrote as inspired by one tristan black wolf. the story entitled "no more monday memos" includes the opening verse. as a side thing for tristan i did this piece.
JY 3 - The next step
\* \* \* \* \* tristan black wolf had what is known as an open door policy: if he wasn't busy, you could stop in at any time to talk with him.
Disclosure
When Oaknail had said "garage," he wasn't kidding. Just off the extended carport and its modest collection of vehicles, a small building stood, looking equally modest. From the outside, it appeared to be a large two-car garage that might be found in...
The South Tower
I was reluctant to break the spell that Lightwing had woven, as it appeared to affect us both so deeply. It felt good to let the dream wrap around me, to give myself the chance to feel it, to see it through her eyes, to believe in it. That was easier...
The North Tower
I listened to my own words, having to fight the mad desire to laugh at how stupid it sounded. Detective Luton, in the study, with the Sword of Justice. To my own credit, I didn't say that out loud; to their credit, they didn't laugh at the stupid words...
Visitor's Vita
When Lightwing and I got to the den, I half expected to see Rainmist in the same chair I'd seen her in last night, gazing out the window. Tonight, there was no rain to attract her attention, so I wasn't all that surprised to see her in one of the...