Cody's Love: Part One
buteo actually wanted to hear, "yes i did, i got it right here," he said quite confidently as he passed mr. buteo his work. "i see..." he mumbled to himself as he looked over the paper.
Academy Days
The red-tailed hawk from terra buteo - well, all of the students were from terra buteo, as far as he understood - knew the stories of the agate program, that it was built from the ground up to ensure that everyone advanced by capability, that the program was
Cody's Love: Part Three
buteo was standing in front, droning on about how important math was in life. the red-tailed hawk even came up with ridiculous real-life applications to prove his point.
Academy Days 2
Most mod buteo species were trained to fight with their legs if they weren't using a weapon, considering that their talons were some of their most dangerous natural weapons, and so the next blow was a pulled kick, one that snapped down just over the other
Kauto and MW - Top Gear American Special Part 9
'falcon buteo buzzard.' 'falcon? you wouldn't happen to be the same falcon from the.....nascar would you?' the nervous and excited eagle asked. 'err yeah that's me.' the bird's eyes suddenly widened in shock.
Academy Days Part 3
Academy Days Part 3 For ArrowQuivershaft By Draconicon Beep. Beep. Beep. The triple-beep warning on the communicator woke Cadet Arrow Vershaft from his night's sleep, rolling to hit the thumb-scanner on the wall...
Anima Chapter 19
Away from what i used to be patient termination report date: march 17th, 2023 name: lyall williams age: 20 sex: male species: red-tailed hawk (buteo jamaicensis) description: changes completed at a local nature park.
Anima Chapter 8
buteo jamaicensis red-tailed hawk injured in a motor vehicle accident in a way, it felt like i was looking at a mirror of my future self. i had seen a few hawks driving down the highway, perched on road signs.
A Hook-up and A Hanging
Hunghawk90, or so he called himself on yiffr, whistled a quick little chime only a buteo _jamaicensis_ _could, stoking his dripping hard-on with a wing while the other twiddled the condom between feathered fingers._ _"damn, you're built like a quarterback