(Female dog to Woman)
Jason was a nineteen year old who would be the black sheep at parties. When others were fist pumping he was bobbing his head in a corner. He had very little friends, and had a lot of free time to just spend in his room. The only friend that Jason had was his three year old German Shepard, Bre.
The teenager was a fan of many videogames and was that guy who laughed at a legend of Zelda joke no one else got. This socially awkward teen always spent his nights alone and with an Xbox controller in his hand. Bre was always an arms length away though and stuck with Jason through thick and thin. The two were always inseparable. Ever since Jason's parents passed, Bre was there for him to talk to. He knew it was strange but Bre was what he ever wanted in a girl. His dog made him feel so at peace and relaxed. For this reason no other girl seemed to be good enough for him. They either didn't give him the time of day or they didn't
Sharla was certainly a woman who could be considered a perfect choice to be given the role of queen in practically every way.
In her village, where the people born there had both the ears and tails of the lupus variety along with their normal human features, she was one who ruled over all of them with her exceptional benevolence. She was one of their youngest queens, but she was also one of their greatest. There were those who crafted poetry or conducted songs in her name, and in their music or in their writing, they could not help but call out how truly fitting to be a matriarch she was, when she was so beautiful in mind and body equally.
Her skin was unblemished with a predominantly bronze complexion, shinier than any firmly-cleaned piece of copper. Her silvery hair billowed in waves down the length of her back and spread out all around her after that. Every single lock was like velvet to the touch. Her eyes were a pair of glorious rubies that c
"Oh yeah I passed you Leo!"
"What, but how!?"
"Well I am the Sonic Riders master,"
"Well I don't own a Wii," Timmy said.
As they continued to play, Connor heard someone knock on the door and paused the game to answer it. When he opened the door, a mailman was standing there with a package.
"Mr. Connor McNeill?"
"I have a package for you," the Mailman said and gave Connor the package.
"Thanks," Connor said, and the mailman walked off. When Connor closed the door and the mailman was far enough away, the mailman pushed a button on his watch and a mailman disappeared to reveal Connor's friend John.
"Now time to see if those devices work,"
Connor walked into the living room with the package and put it on the table.