Run in Packs
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
39
Views:
1,190
Reviews:
22
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I don't own anything from FFVII, and I make no money from this fiction.
Cats and Dogs
Title: Run in Packs~Cats and Dogs
Fandom: FFVII
Author: Lynsey
Websites and Mailing List: See links under user information
Beta: None
Chapter: 1/1 Drabble
Word Count: 221
Pairings: The pack
Rating: G
Warnings: Anthro
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or its characters. I do not make any money from this fiction.
Summary: Written from prompt: “Cats. Why'd it have to be cats?”
A/N: Just a reminder that these drabbles are not posted in timeline order. Go to the Chronological Order Post for a list of them in order:
http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/97889.html
The conference room was in shambles. Tables overturned or mulched into so much splintered wood. Chairs unrecognizable as such. Papers scattered and torn into bits like confetti at a celebration. Almost everyone had evacuated as soon as the chaos started. However, in the middle of it all stood several men. Several very…embarrassed men.
SOLDIERs on one side, Turks on the other. Wolf-like ears flattened down into hair of all colors. Large, thick tails were stuck out straight in anticipation of another fight.
“You could,” Sephiroth’s voice came out as more of a growl than actual words and he cleared his throat. “You could have warned us.”
Tseng hissed, then shook his head at himself. His own fluffy black ears were pasted to his head in anger. “How was I supposed to know that this would happen.”
Zack growled in a play threat, more excited at the thought of playing than anything aggressive. Reno’s fiery red ears shot forward as his tail bushed out and a wail of pissed screamed from his mouth. Zack took that as his cue. The young wolf lunged, causing Reno to jump into the air.
The two youngsters chased each other around the room, wrecking more havoc. The rest of the Turks bristled, backs instinctively arching and fingers curling, claw-like.
Sephiroth sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Cats,” he growled in disbelief. “Why’d it have to be cats?”
Fandom: FFVII
Author: Lynsey
Websites and Mailing List: See links under user information
Beta: None
Chapter: 1/1 Drabble
Word Count: 221
Pairings: The pack
Rating: G
Warnings: Anthro
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or its characters. I do not make any money from this fiction.
Summary: Written from prompt: “Cats. Why'd it have to be cats?”
A/N: Just a reminder that these drabbles are not posted in timeline order. Go to the Chronological Order Post for a list of them in order:
http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/97889.html
The conference room was in shambles. Tables overturned or mulched into so much splintered wood. Chairs unrecognizable as such. Papers scattered and torn into bits like confetti at a celebration. Almost everyone had evacuated as soon as the chaos started. However, in the middle of it all stood several men. Several very…embarrassed men.
SOLDIERs on one side, Turks on the other. Wolf-like ears flattened down into hair of all colors. Large, thick tails were stuck out straight in anticipation of another fight.
“You could,” Sephiroth’s voice came out as more of a growl than actual words and he cleared his throat. “You could have warned us.”
Tseng hissed, then shook his head at himself. His own fluffy black ears were pasted to his head in anger. “How was I supposed to know that this would happen.”
Zack growled in a play threat, more excited at the thought of playing than anything aggressive. Reno’s fiery red ears shot forward as his tail bushed out and a wail of pissed screamed from his mouth. Zack took that as his cue. The young wolf lunged, causing Reno to jump into the air.
The two youngsters chased each other around the room, wrecking more havoc. The rest of the Turks bristled, backs instinctively arching and fingers curling, claw-like.
Sephiroth sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Cats,” he growled in disbelief. “Why’d it have to be cats?”