#Sharp-tailed grouse

[ridiculousbirdfaces]

Sharp-tailed grouse by André Bhérer

Sharp-tailed Grouse (Tympanuchus phasianellus)

[antiqueanimals]

Sharp-tailed Grouse. Ron Jenkins. Montana Outdoors. Sept./Oct. 1978. Vol. 9, No. 5.

Internet Archive

[vintagewildlife]

Sharp-tailed grouse By: Unknown photographer From: Disney's Worlds of Nature 1965

[sitting-on-me-bum]

A male sharp-tailed grouse performs its mating dance, known as “drumming” because it involves the birds tapping their feet rapidly against the ground while fanning out their wings and tail.

(Photo: Jean-Simon Bégin)

Canadian Geographic’s Canadian Photos of the Year competition

[birdblues]

Sharp-tailed Grouse

[bcfirearmsacademy]

Sharp-tailed Grouse

Sharp-tailed Grouse Sharp-tailed grouse are a pale-brown colour with a black back. The sides and belly are speckled with black and white. In flight, the short pointed white tail distinguishes this bird from the ruffed grouse. The cock has a yellow comb over the eyes. Two centre tail feathers extend beyond the rest of the short tail. These tail feathers give the sharp-tailed grouse its name. It…

[great-and-small]

Since the State Bird poll is going on I'm curious as to what your thoughts are on the Canadian Provincial/Territorial Birds?

Canada did a much better job than the USA in selecting representative birds! Zero duplicates and all of the chosen birds seem to be a pretty good fit. Well done Canada! I particularly appreciate the Sharp Tailed Grouse for Saskatchewan ❤️

[cypherdecypher]

Animal of the Day!

Gunnison Sage-grouse (Centrocercus minimus)

(Photo by Bob Gress)

Conservation Status- Endangered

Habitat- Western Colorado; Eastern Utah

Size (Weight/Length)- 2 kg; 40 cm

Diet- Sage leaves; Insects

Cool Facts- While maybe not the most well known bird, the Gunnison sage-grouse is an American icon. Gathering in large groups, prize males jostle for the best areas and with dawn their displays begin. Swallowing a gallon of air and pushing it into their throat pouches, the males make a booming noise to attract females. The male with the most stunning tail, thickest neck plumage, and loudest call ends up with all the females in the group. Of course, if a rival gets too rowdy the head male won’t be afraid to chase them off with a few pecks and sharp talons. Hens then gather in small groups to create nests and raise their chicks.

Rating- 13/10 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CeI8gLMl9Vs)

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Minor Characters - The Sun Trail

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NOTE: Some of these aren't from the wiki, as I highlighted somethings that I think are minor characters.

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"Skinny cats," - pg. 1 | Honestly, I think these are all the cats in the cave.

"The elders," - pg. 1 | Misty Water, Lion's Roar, Silver Frost, and Snow Hare.

"Desperately mewling kits," - pg. 1 | Jagged Peak, Fluttering Bird, Pine Snout, Jay Song, Flower Heart, and White Flame.

"Mewling kits' mothers," - pg. 1 | Quiet Rain and Hollow Tree.

"Several kits squabbling over an eagle's carcass," - pg. 1 | Aspen Whiskers, Leaf Brook, Pale Ripple, and Cherry Frost.

"A big ginger tom-kit," - pg. 1 | Aspen Whiskers.

"Smaller tabby she-kit," - pg. 1 | Leaf Brook.

"Ginger kit's mother," - pg. 2 | Blooming Sky.

"Group of cats returning from hunting," - pg. 3 | Shaded Moss, Sharp Hail, Jackdaw's Cry, Hawk Swoop, and Honey Skip.

"The several cats that sprang up to greet the returning cats," - pg. 3 | Quick Water, Falling Feather, and Tall Shadow.

"Cat that calls out eagerly," - pg. 3 | Falling Feather.

"Demanding cat," - pg. 3 | Quick Water.

"Leader of the returning cats," - pg. 3 | Shaded Moss.

"Several cats that crowd around Clear Sky and Gray Wing," - pg. 9 | Turtle Tail, Dark Cloud, Shattered Ice, and Thorn Foot.

"Returning hunting party," - pg. 16 | Shattered Ice, Turtle Tail, Dark Cloud, Falling Feather, and Moon Shadow.

"Yowling cat in the crowd around Shaded Moss," - pg. 17 | Thorn Foot.

"Three cats that are farther down the valley," - pg. 20 | Hollow Tree, Howling Wolf, and Sharp Hail.

"Groups of cats that are settled around the cavern's edges," - pg. 23 | Hollow Tree, Howling Wolf, Clear Sky, Bright Stream, Turtle Tail, Rainswept Flower, Honey Skip, and Mist Eye.

"Anxiously pacing cats," - pg. 23 | Twisted Branch, Snow Hare, Silver Frost, and Lark Tail.

"The kits that Jagged Peak is playing with," - pg. 28 | Pale Ripple, Pine Snout, Leaf Brook, and Aspen Whiskers.

"Tabby she-cat that Jagged Peak is wrestling with," - pg. 28 | Leaf Brook.

"The other cats that crowd Shaded Moss with questions," - pg. 29 | Falling Feather, Shattered Ice, Blooming Sky, Lion's Roar, Moon Shadow, and Dappled Pelt.

"The other cats that let Gray Wing pass," - pg. 29 | All the cats that are questioning Shaded Moss and that returned with Shaded Moss.

"The larger group that are around Shaded Moss," - pg. 32 | Bright Stream, Mist Eye, Blooming Sky, Dark Cloud, and Hawk Swoop.

"Shaded Moss's mother," - pg. 135 | Foggy Dove.

"Huge brown dog," - pg. 137 | Johnny. (Some of the other minor character pages include dogs and twolegs, so I'm just gonna do that.)

"Huge fluffy black-and-white kittypet tom," - pg. 146 | Bandit.

"Ginger kittypet she-cat," - pg. 146 | Mia.

"A long-legged brown-and-gray tabby tom 'The Stranger'," - pg. 163 | Grouse, later renamed Grouse Step.

"Three dogs that chased the cats," - pg. 168 | Ashley, a large dark gray female greyhound. Chai, a small tan-white-and-black male beagle. Eggo, a large male golden retriever.

"Ginger cat," - pg. 187 | Flax, she-cat.

"Black-and-white cat," -pg. 187 | Eel, tom.

"Cats that are disappearing into the bushes," - pg. 197 | Petal and Fox.

"Couple of nosy cats that Quick Water chased away," - pg. 233 | Fox and Petal.

"Small black dog that chases Gray Wing," - pg. 295 | Sooty.

"The three cats that Petal and Fox meet as kits," - pg. 4, bonus scene | Misty, Falcon, and Vine.

[battle-of-the-birds]

SHARP TAILED GROUSE

The little prairie dancer guys

LOOK AT HIM GO!! HES DANCING HIS ASS OFF!!!

[aries-writingblog]

Enemy Fire: 6

Summary: There’s a new kid in town, and she’s got a city to usurp.

Pairing: Jason Todd x F. Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: language, violence, arson, threatening language

AN: photos from Pinterest

Jason landed on the rooftop, bracing himself with a hand pressed to the ground. He pushed himself to his feet. Gazing over to the neighboring rooftop.

Empty.

Had he missed her? Or was she hiding and waiting for him to show first?

Scanning the rooftop again, he looked for noticeable traps this time. He couldn’t believe he was giving into her demands this easily.

Endangering his men was one thing, endangering innocents was another.

God, he could still feel Cristy shaking against his chest as she hugged him. Holding tightly, a vain attempt to shake away the terror from the evening.

And for that, this woman would burn.

So far, he’d been entertaining her. Waiting around for her to come to him.

But now she had to go.

She had to go. Out of town, in the harbor, Arkham, in a grave— somewhere other than Gotham City.

Jason leapt from the building ledge and tucked his legs, sticking his landing on the next roof. The roof where their first meeting took place.

Had he taken the time, he would’ve called Roy and Artemis to back him up again; Though some wriggling thought told him she was prepared that day and she would be prepared now.

Jason exhaled, carefully scanning the surroundings.

Last time, she had been using her powers when she arrived. The heat had been intense enough to give him a heat advisory when she came near. This time, he wasn’t sure where she would come from.

He didn’t have to sit in wonder for too long, as the staircase door opened and in walked his mystery woman. His Arsonist.

Dressed in a similar manner as she had been a week earlier, right down to the domino covering her identity.

“You’ve been busy.” He groused, struggling to keep his hands down at his sides.

The rage in his throat nearly clogged his airway, his heart thudding against the cage. Blood pumping adrenaline throughout his veins.

“You weren’t giving me attention.” She warned, a deep frown carving her lips.

He nearly scoffed. Of course she was playing with him. Toying with her food before she snapped, her sharp teeth to burn holes in his flesh.

“Sorry I wasn’t around as much, sugar. But I’m here now.” He assured, easing closer. She seemed unbothered by his decreasing proximity, allowing him to creep in. “What do you want me for?”

“I want to tear your throat out.” She growled.

Jason pulled a tight breath in through his teeth, his chest expanding.

“Yikes. I was hoping something a little less intimate for our second date.”

YN gave a sarcastic nod, a pout on her lips. Her head tilting in consideration of his request.

“Alright.” She agreed, cracking her knuckles. “I’ll settle for your heart, then.”

“Got a mouth on you, hm?” He asked. She only shrugged. Her gaze was almost predatory; Daring him to attack first. “Someone should teach you what to do with it.”

Jason broke out into a sprint across the roof. YN summoned fire to her palms, heaving them at his approaching form. He easily dodged, prepared for her speed.

He closed in, close enough to see her features clearly. The flames quickly spread to engulf her entire body, leaving her form to shimmer like molten lava. His helmet flashed another heat advisory. He ignored it.

She put her palms face down, using fire torque to shoot herself up and out of his reach.

Jason growled, craning his neck back to look at her. She hovered six feet above him.

This was totally cheating, he determined.

YN gathered her power, concentrating it in her hands. She launched double the fire power directly at his chest. Jason dove out of its path, tucking into a roll to escape the flames.

Smoke rose from the tail of his jacket— she had caught part of it in the path of the flames. Scorched, and blackened leather.

“Hey!” Jason called. She paused, hovering mid air. “This really isn’t fair, you know?”

She laughed— a beautifully cruel sound. One that echoed above the still night in the Narrows.

“I’m way past playing fair, Hood.” She crowed. Jason grit his teeth. He was hoping, just this once, that a Gotham villain wouldn’t be completely out of their minds crazy. No such thing, he supposed. “Fine. To make things interesting.”

As soon as her feet touched down, Jason sprinted, shouldering her to the ground. He drew a handgun, aiming for her heart. She reached out, her hand burning bright orange.

She melted the gun barrel, yanking it from his hand and tossing it away. Then she grabbed his ankles, wrapping herself around his legs and shoving him to the ground. She clicked her tongue disapprovingly, pressing her elbow to his stomach.

“If I have to play fair, so do you.” She growled, pressing her hands to his throat. Putting her weight into the center point of her hands, he nearly gagged as she strangled him.

Jason grunted, hooking his knees around her hips, wrestling her into his full control. Grabbing her wrists, he twisted. His body sliding from under hers. Pressing a knee into her back, subsequently, her face into the ground.

“Now, sweetheart,” Jason grunted, struggling to keep hold of her. YN wiggled more, thrashing to free herself. “You’re gonna tell me what it is you want or I’ll slit your throat right here and now.”

“What I want is for you to get off!” She shouted, her feet hitting him repeatedly in the back. His armored suit blocked much of the blows, proving her struggle to be useless. Her hips bucked under his weight, attempting to throw him off instead.

“No, you came to Gotham a month ago and ever since, you’ve been nothing but a pain in my ass.” He spat, pressing harder. YN squirmed, panicking. “So what do you want?”

With a guttural roar, YN clenched her fists tightly. Jason had two seconds to glance down at the energy gathering in her palms. Her skin glowing, underneath nearly golden in color.

Then—

Jason groaned, lifting his head. His ears ringing. YN was lying on the opposite side of the roof, motionless.

His entire suit was speckled with holes, the scent of singed fabric getting through the crack of his helmet.

He started to push himself up, though it felt as if his organs had been melted. He wanted to remain in a puddle on the ground, if it would feel better.

Across the way, YN staggered to her feet, groaning. She was physically unscathed, though he doubted she was even at a quarter capacity power.

He smirked; He was starting to figure her out, and it only took two ass beatings to get it.

She glared in his direction, panting at the exertion it took to keep herself upright.

Jason’s hand fell to his belt, pulling a knife from its holster. YN exhaled, her focus turning inward. She squeezed her fists together tightly.

No luck.

Not even a spark.

Just blood dripping, from the crescent shaped wounds she pressed into her palms. Red Hood was approaching— a wounded stagger toward her. Knife in hand.

Jason’s ears had finally stopped ringing, the spots had disappeared from his vision. His senses were slowly coming back online.

Just in time for a lithe, black object whistled past his ear. Within half a second, she had cried out in pain, her hands coming up to her face. She spun around, holding an arm up to block any more damage.

Two pairs of feet landed to his left. Jason glanced over. Batman and Robin.

Of course.

The woman cursed under her breath, beginning to back away. Jason saw her panic— the instinct to bolt— and lunged across the gap that had been between them. His hand skimmed her ankle as she jumped.

He watched as she controlled her fall with her remaining power; Slowing just enough to clumsily land, tucking into a roll.

Jason cursed, losing his view of her, as she ducked behind miscellaneous discarded objects.

He scanned the alleyway for another minute, finally pounding his palms against the ledge and spinning around.

Bruce and Damian had been standing back, observing him.

“I had that handled.” He barked, yanking his helmet off.

“Clearly.” Damian scoffed, giving a precursory glance up and down his body. “That why you have scorch marks on your suit?”

“Hazard of the job.” Jason muttered, examining the cracks in his helmet.

She had done real damage to his entire suit. And for the first time, in a very long time, his whole body ached.

Bruce sighed, having already been prepared for his son’s stubbornness. The longer he looked at Jason in the domino mask, the further back in his memory he went. All the way back to the scrawny little boy who had been stealing his tires.

To cradling his body after the explosion.

“All we knew is that she’s been running around Gotham stirring up trouble recently.” He stated, explaining his reasoning for approaching.

“In my territories,” Jason insisted. He dropped his arm, holding his helmet by his side. Damian rolled his eyes, breaking away from the group. “We have a deal, Bruce.”

“And if you need help?”

“Then I’ll call help.” Jason shot back. Bruce clenched his jaw. He knew the kind of help he would call— the same ones that were always getting themselves out of trouble they created. “Until then, trust that I have this handled.”

Bruce exhaled, pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose. Alfred’s words rang through his ears.

‘Trust in them more often, and you may see them begin to trust you.’

He opened his eyes, landing on Jason again.

“Okay. But she can’t go around setting more fires.” Bruce told him.

Jason rolled his eyes; It felt like Batman was compromising with him, like he was still a kid and Bruce was compromising to keep him placated.

Nevertheless, he got what he wanted. Which was for the Bat team to back off.

“She won’t have to anymore. She has my attention now.” Jason explained.

Bruce had gathered half as much from his own research, and he doubted Jason would give him any more information.

“What does she want?” Damian murmured.

Both men turned to see Damian, staring down at the splattered blood drops the woman had left behind.

Jason clenched his jaw.

All of the fighting and scratching he had done, only for a few meager drops of blood.

“My head, I think.”

YN groaned, her stomach heaving one last time. Crouched beside a wall, her forearms propped on the brick, she panted. Attempting to stave off another wave of nausea.

Sometimes she thought her abilities sucked.

Like being unable to wear long sleeves sometimes, or during the summer, when it was blazing outside and she was a million degrees inside. Or those few times she sneezed and caught the rug on fire.

Or, when she overused her powers and ended up with nausea, vomiting, and severe heartburn.

She loathed heatwaves. They were always her last resort. There had been so many other ways to escape Hood’s control, but in the moment she couldn’t think. Her body had been on autopilot.

It was a wonder she made it back to her apartment in the first place.

The fatigue had clung to her ankles, asking her to sit and sleep with every step.

YN pulled herself up by the bathroom counter, her body aching at the exertion. She stared at the reflection in the mirror.

Her fingers came up to her cheek. Blood still seeped from the cut. A horizontal slash across her left cheekbone, underneath her eye, trailing to the bridge of her nose.

Fucking Bats.

How many contacts did Red Hood have? And weren’t crime lords and vigilantes on different teams?

Trailing out of the bathroom, YN stumbled to the living room. She crashed onto the couch, wincing at the discomfort.

Her hand reached out to snag the leather jacket off the table; Digging through her pocket, she found the rectangular item she had managed to lift from his belt.

Was she stooping to theft from her enemy? Yes.

It wasn’t like he would miss the item. It was on the very back of his belt. She had already stolen some of his other inventory and he had yet to question her about it.

Turning it over in her hand, she took note of the three buttons and the small screen.

A pager. For all his technology and advanced weaponry, Red Hood still carried a pager?

Her hand dropped, head tilting back against the pillow. Her eyes drooped lower with each blink.

She would save the mystery for tomorrow, now she just wanted sleep.

[dimorphodon-x]

Maybe the bird boys should try booby bird mating tactics next? Or maybe the sharp tailed grouse, Costas hummingbird, or greater sage grouses tactics might work?

They’ll… probably figure something out

[exhausted-archivist]

Bestiary of Thedas

From bird to insect, fish to land animal. Every creature mentioned in Dragon Age, blighted and non-blighted, spirits and demon, created and possessed creatures alike are listed along with their breeds, subspecies, or variations.

If you want a more specific list, check out the post for Real World Animals in Thedas

Updated: 2023/11

Amphibian

Frog

Salamander

Toad

Horned Toad

Poison Toad

Birds

Albatross

Black-capped Songbird

Bluebird

Budgerigar

Bunting

Buzzard

Canary

Crow

Dove

Duck

Mallard Duck

Eagle

Falcon

Finch

Goose

Grouse

Gull

Hawk

Kingfisher

Lark

Magpie

Merlin

Mockingbird

Nightingale

Owl

Parakeet

Parrot

Partridge

Peafowl

Pheasant

Pigeon

Ptarmigan

Quail

Raven

Robin

Rock Darter - Native to the Anderfels, an insect eating bird.

Seagull

Simir - A bird hunted in Tevinter for the magical properties in their feathers.

Sparrow

Swan

Swift

Turkey

Vulture

Bald-necked Vulture

Fish and Marine Creatures

Blind Tetrava

Bluefin

Carp

Cetus

Cod

Eel

Lamprey Eel

Jellyfish

Krone

Mackerel

Octopus

Raytooth

River Herring

Shark

Squid

Giant Squid

Trout

Whale

Bony Whale-Shark

Pilot Whale

Whitebait

Crustaceans and Shellfish

Clam

Crab

Giant Swamp Crab

Crayfish

Cuttlefish

Lobster

Mussel

Oyster

Prawns

Shrimp

Insects

Bee

Bumblebee

Honeybee

Beetle

Cave Beetle

Death Watch Beetle

Dung Beetle

Glow Worm

Roof Beetle

Wood-burrowing Beetle

Butterfly

Cricket

Dragonfly

Firefly

Flea

Fly

Blue Flies

Giant Spider

Giant Poisonous Spider

Giant Spiderling

Poison Spider

Gnat

Hornet

Ladybug

Leeches

Locust

Maggot

Scorpion

Silkworms

Slugs

Snail

Spider

Wasp

Worm

Earthworm

Poison Worm

Tapeworm

Mammals

Badger

Honey Badger

Bat

Giant Bats

Bear

Black Bear

Brown Bear

Cavern Bear

Great Bear

Large Bear

Boar

Bogfisher

Bronto

Cat

Cattle

Bull

Cow

Ox

Qalab

Chicken

Cockerel

Cretahl

Dathrasi

Deer

Red Deer

Stag

Dog

Coursing Hound

Ferelden Shepard

Hunting Dog

Mabari

Pug

Rat Terrier

Sheepdog

Wild Dog

Wofun Hound

Donkey

Druffalo

Elephant

Elk

Ermine

Fennec

Ferret

Fox

Gazelle

Ghast

Giant

Goat

Ayesleigh gulabi goats

Mountain Goat

Griffon

Gurn

Halla

Hamster

Hare

Hart

Bercilian Sure-Foot

Greater Frostback Elk

Pride of Arlathan

Red Hart

Royal Sixteen

Tirashan Swiftwind

White Hart

Wild Hart

Horse

Amaranthine Charger

Anderfel

Anderfel Courser

Asaarash

Avvar Mixed Draft

Dalish All-Bred

Fereldan Forder

Free Marches Ranger

Frostback Mountain Horse

Green Dales Feral

Imperial Warmblood

Inquisition Barded Charger

Oath-Bound Steed

Orlesian Courser

Taslin Strider

Hyena

Jackal

Jackrabbit

Lion

Great Lion

Red Lion

Lynx

Marmot

Marten

Mole

Monkey

Moose

Mountain Lion

Mouse

Chip Mouse

Mule

Nug

Nuggalope

Avvar War Nug

Battle Nug

Greater Nuggalope

Greater Mountain Nuggalope

Gwaren Land-Hammer

Knuckled Thunderer

Tiddles Majoris

Otter

Pig

Rabbit

Raccoon

Ram

August Ram

Rat

Giant Rat

Sheep

Snoufleur

Spotted Cat

Spotted Hunting Cat

Squirrel

Tiger

Tusket

Voles

Weasel

Wolf

Black Wolf

Crag Wolf

Great Wolf

Wolverine

Reptiles

Adder

Death Adder

Basilisks

Cobra

Crocodile

Deepstalker

Deepstalker Matriarch - largest deepstalker

Deepstalker Leader - always male, second largest deepstalker

Deepstalker Runner

Dracolisk

Abyssal Hang-Tooth

Basking Longma

Blue River Bane

Desert Lightning

Hunter Shade Dracolisk

Mountain Dracolisk

Primal-Trained Longma

Sharp-Tail

Dragon

Abyssal High Dragon

Fereldan Frostback

Gamordan

Stormrider

Greater Minstral

Guardian of Mythal

Highland Ravager

Hivernal

Hunterhorn Shrikes

Kaltenzahn

Northern Hunter

Sandy Howler

Stonejaw

Vinsomer

Dragonling

Drake

Great Dragon

Guardian Serpent

Gurgut

Lurker

Phoenix

Quillback

Sand Stalker - a small vermin-like creature similar to deepstalkers

Sand Stalker Spitter

Sand Stalker Leader - larger than common sand stalkers

Varghest

Viper

Wyvern

Snowy Wyvern

Created Creatures

Golem

Varterral

Blighted Creatures

Bereskarn

Blight Owl

Blight Wolf

Blighted Werewolf

Bloodcrow

Corrupted Spider

Corrupted Spider Queen

Darkspawn

Archdemon

Broodmothers

Children

Emissary

Genlock

Hurlock

Ogre

Shriek

Darkspawn Magisters (Named and known)

The Architect

Corypheus

Dragon Thrall

Ghoul

Created Creatures

Golem

Varterral

Demons and Spirits

Spirits

Choice

Command

Compassion

Faith

Hope

Justice

Knowledge

Perseverance

Valor

Wisdom

Memory

Wisp

Wraith

Demons

Desire

Despair

Envy

Fear

Hunger

Pride

Rage

Remorse

Shade

Sloth

Terror

Vengeance

Possessed/Magical Creatures

Abomination

Arcane Horror

Ash Wraith

Corpse

Devouring Corpse

Devouring Skeleton

Enraged Corpse

Fanged Skeleton

Shambling Corpse

Shambling Skeleton

Skeleton

Skeleton Archer

Skeleton Mage

Walking Corpse

Dryads

Harvester

Revenant

Rock Wraith

Ancient Rock Wraith

Sylvans

Vampire

Werewolf

Wood Nymphs

Undefined

Glowing Slime

Firesprite

Wandering Hills

Sources

Dragon Age Origins + DLCs Dragon Age Awakening Dragon Age 2 + DLC Dragon Age Inquisition + DLC Dragon Age Inquisition Multiplayer Dragon Age: Last Court Dragon Age: Official Cookbook: Tastes of Thedas Dragon Age Tabletop Core Rulebook Dragon Age Tabletop Blood of Ferelden World of Thedas Vol 1 World of Thedas Vol 2 Dragon Age: Asunder Dragon Age: Masked Empire Dragon Age: Last Flight Dragon Age: Tevinter Nights Short Story: The Riddle of Truth Short Story: Varric Dragon Age Origins Armor: Clamshell Armor Armor: Dalish Gloves Codex: The Bow of the Golden Sun Codex: Bronto Codex: Deepstalker Codex: The Frostback Mountains Codex: Meditations and Odes to Bees Codex: Nug Codex: Rat Codex: The Vaterral Item: Fox's Pendant Item: Golden Mirror Item: Lamb Bone Item: Micah/s Lucky Deer Foot Item: Ox Bone Item: Rat Poison Item: Uncrushable Pigeon Weapon: Cat Lady's Hobble-Stick Dragon Age 2 Armor: Rat-Nibbled Gloves Codex: Broken Dowsing Rods - No Refunds Codex: Carta Bronto Codex: Pride and Rider Junk: Stuffed Parrot Quest: Redblossom Special Weapon: The Tiger's Tail Last Court The Acerbic Dowager The Applewoods The Arrival of the Divine The Boastful Neighbor The Cheery Baron Choose your quarry The Dowager Steps Forward Enlightenment Glass Glassblowers' Anger Graffiti A Life of Toil A Meeting with the Outlaw A Plea for Sanctuary River Herring The Sealed Chantry A Swift Stream Sylvian Raid An Unofficial Meeting The Well-Read Pig-Farmer You have cornered the bear You have the hind in view Dragon Age Inquisition Items and Codex Codex: August Ram Codex: Andruil's Messenger Codex: Bear (Inquisition) Codex: Constellation Tenebrium Codex: Correspondence Interruptus Codex: Crate of the Live Death Watch Beetles Codex: Cretahl Codex: Dirthamen: Keeper of Secrets Codex: The Folly of General Not-Shertan Codex: Ghilan'nain: Mother of the Halla Codex: Hard in Hightown Chapter 15 Codex: A Horsemaster's Notes on Mounts Codex: The Hunt of the Fell Wolf Codex: Journal of Gurd Harofsen Codex: The Lion of Orlais Codex: Moldy Journal Codex: A Nutty Affair Codex: On Avvar Cuisine Codex: The Perendale War Codex: Ram Codex: Scout Lace Harding Codex: Surviving the Western Approach Landmark: Crestwood: The Guide of Falon'Din Note: Charred Note Note: Sera's Cabinet of Wonder Whose it Was Valuable: Carved Cricket Charm Valuable: Cut Crystal Lion Valuable: Eagle Feather Charm Valuable: Falcon Crest Valuable: Glass Fox Valuable: Golden Ladybug Charm Valuable: Grouse Feather Charm Valuable: Raven Totem Valuable: Silver Dragonfly Charm Valuable: Vulture Feather Charm Valuable: Wooden Mabari Figurine Wartable Mission: A Present for Bianca Wartable Mission: Smash

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[sitting-on-me-bum]

Sharp-tailed Grouse

by David Slikkers 

[birdblues]

Sharp-tailed Grouse

[drades-lair]

The Albino (Striker x male reader) PT4

Note: 18+ content included and later chapters will include mentions of rape

“So…what’ll it be Blitz?” Striker’s tone was serious as he stared the other imp down

 “Ah fuck! This was supposed to be an easy job! Who the fuck are you?” Blitz exclaimed clearly frustrated

 “It’s (Y/N) and next time maybe do a little research on your target. I’ve dealt with assholes like you lot my whole life. Now will you leave me alone?” You explained

 “Sir? What do we do?” The small male imp currently in your clutches asked

 “Ugh! Alright! Alright! You fucking win!” Blitz groused as he put his flint lock into a holster on his side

 “Good choice,” Striker commended easing off his revolver a little

 You let the other two go watching as the small male imp went right to the female one instantly helping her to her feet. Striker slowly made his way over to you which was a surprise especially when he put himself firmly between you and the other 3 almost protectively. You came along side Striker watching as the other three moved back together glaring more it seemed at Striker then at you but either way there was a tension in the air that you could cut with a knife.

 “Humph, you know your pretty good could use someone like you at IMP,” Blitz commented with a scoff and a grin.

 “Sorry, not looking for a job,” You retorted with a smirk

 “Right, now get lost you three. Me and (Y/N) have some business to get down too,” Striker smirked with a wink.

 “Fine! Come on Moxxie,” Millie stated practically hauling the other imp out the door

 “If you ever change your mind about the job offer do drop by,” Blitz chuckled following the other two out.

 “That…was possibly the oddest assassination attempt I’ve ever been involved with,” You commented still not sure what happened. Striker holstered his revolver only once the other 3 imps were fully out of sight seeming to let out a relieved breath which confused you, why was he so worked up about this? You weren’t anything other then a good fuck buddy, right?

 “Ya alright?” Striker asked you upon turning around

 “Yeah, I’m fine…mmh…” You were promptly cut off by Striker’s lips pressing to yours in a heated kiss. One of Striker’s hands came up to tangle in your hair while the other wrapped around your waist, yanking you close. Striker’s demeanor was one you hadn’t seen before possessive…concerned? Had he really been so concerned for you? Why? This was nothing…right?

 Striker shoved you against the wall next to your bedroom with a growl, his hips pressing against your own revealing he was already growing aroused. Upon pulling from the kiss the two of you were panting already, Striker pressed his forehead to your own.

 “What…is going on with you?” You questioned in a breathy tone

 “I-I’m not sure…I just…seeing Blitz threaten Ya…it…pissed me off…” Striker panted out giving another roll of his hips.

 “Shit! Striker! Bedroom! NOW!” You growled feeling your crotches slide against one another

 Striker obeyed the command letting you off the wall to move into the bedroom where he instantly caught sight of the items you’d put out on the bedside table. The two of you made short work of stripping off your clothing, your hand caressing from Striker’s bare chest to his back followed by a sharp shove that sent him to the mattress face down. Striker tried to turn back around but you were too swift, crawling up to sit on his ass while pulling both his wrists behind his back. Using your tail, you grabbed the handcuffs from the bedside table immediately clamping them onto Striker’s wrists at which point you dismounted him, striding over to the bedside table to grab the gag. Striker managed to roll himself over despite his hands being cuffed behind his back, splaying slightly in possibly the sexiest manner you’d seen in a while. You snatched up the gag then crawled back up onto the bed to straddle Striker’s torso again enjoying the deep red flush spread across Striker’s pale face.

 You set the gag next to your leg then moved up to Striker’s chest before reaching into your briefs to pull out your hard length. Striker’s expression turned pensive as his eyes shifted from your cock to your face seeming slightly apprehensive. You caressed a hand along Striker’s jawline to his lips where you pressed a thumb to the bottom lip prompting him to pull it in and suck for a moment, tongue wrapping around the digit. You hummed in satisfaction before removing the digit from Striker’s mouth using your other hand to guide your length to his mouth instead.

 “Suck me off,” You demanded

 “Uh…(Y/N) …I…” Striker hesitated staring at the large cock near his face

 “Relax, I know. You know what to do if it gets too much,” You reassured Striker

 “Alright, I’ll give it a go,” Striker agreed

 You watched as Striker leaned forward a little to wrap his tongue around the head of your cock before pulling it into his mouth. You gave a moan as Striker started sucking down your length his throat muscles struggling to relax as the girth invaded it. You grabbed his horns to start thrusting into the warm heat of Striker’s mouth feeling him gag around the length down his throat. Striker lifted his hips up just enough to allow his fingers room to snap twice a signal that you two had agreed upon basically Striker was tapping out of the blowjob. You stop immediately upon hearing the snapping, pulling your length out of Striker’s mouth causing him to gag a little after it was removed.

 “Are you alright?” You asked gently caressing Striker’s cheek

 “Yeah…just never been great at blowjobs, too much gag reflex,” Striker stated

 “It’s fine, thanks for trying. What about this?” You asked holding up the gag

 “I can do that,” Striker confirmed

 “Well then…open up,” You instructed

 Striker obeyed opening his mouth to accept the gag which you happily inserted, securing the clasp behind his head. You slid slowly down Striker’s torso allowing your hard length to run all the way down his torso till you reached his noticeable bulge giving it a squeeze through the tight fabric of his briefs eliciting a deep wonderful moan from Striker’s chest. You grabbed his waistband to yank the underwear free of Striker’s body, marvelling at the sight before slipping off the bed once more to go back to the bedside table, opening the drawer to pull out the bottle of lube kept there. Swaggering to the end of the bed you grabbed Striker’s calves to yank the pale imp towards yourself. Striker knew exactly what you were doing so he adjusted his hips and crooked his legs taking on a rather lovely pose that you reveled in for a few moments. Striker had his head slightly off to the left with a bright red blush painting his pale face, panting past the ball gag firmly situated in his mouth, naked body laid out with his arms firmly handcuffed behind his back still as his knees were spread and crooked presenting his hard erection that curved up to his stomach.

 You hummed in approval at the sight, popping the lid on the lube bottle to squeeze a small amount on to two of your fingers. You pressed the two fingers against Striker’s entrance, rubbing around the rim to spread the slick lube before pressing in to the first knuckle. Striker gave a guttural groan as you started finger fucking his hole, pushing along his walls then scissoring. You quickly inserted a third finger causing Striker to start rolling his hips against the stretching feeling, head thrown back as he moaned past the gag. You were confident Striker was open enough now so you retracked your fingers making him shudder slightly from the loss. You crawled up on to the bed between Striker’s legs, hooking one over your shoulder as you grabbed the lube bottle once more, drizzling some over your length and with a couple pumps you guided it to Striker’s hole. Pressing forwards gingerly you pressed the head of your cock into Striker with a slight moan from the tight heat clutching around you, watching as Striker started panting heavily, yellow eyes half lidded with his chin tucked to his chest. Fuck this never got old Striker was always a sexy piece of ass but whenever the two of you had sex it was like that sexual image was amped up to 1000.

 You pushed to the hilt into Striker taking a moment to collect your thoughts while simultaneously allowing Striker to adjust. You planted a hand on the mattress beside Striker’s hip while the other held onto his thigh of the leg currently resting on your shoulder. You tested the waters with a single hip roll and when it went smoothly with Striker letting out a wanting moan you began a steady pace. As you both grew closer to climax you heard Striker trying to mumble something passed the gag, lowering Striker’s leg you adjusted slightly to pull the gag from Striker’s mouth to his chin.

 “What was that?” You asked breathily

 “Bite me! F-Fuck…Fucking mark me!” Striker panted out

 “W-what? You want me too…” You trailed off in slight shock

“Yes…please…(Y/N) …fucking mark me!” Striker once again panted out

 You didn’t know why but your instincts drove you forwards still thrusting at a fast pace, licking along Striker’s right shoulder before doing as requested. You sunk your fangs deep into Striker’s shoulder tipping the other imp over the edge with a groaning cry, cum spurting onto both your stomachs as Striker clenched around your length. You only managed a few more thrusts before spilling into Striker’s ass with a drawn-out moan, mouth pulling from the bite as you rocked casually through your orgasm. You reached under Striker’s back to undo the cuffs allowing him to bring them comfortably around while you pulled out of him, both of you maneuvering to lay against the pillows near the head of the bed.

 Basking in the after glow of the fantastic sex you glanced over to see the red bite wound on Striker’s shoulder. You grabbed a couple cigarettes along with a lighter from the bedside table and offered one to Striker which he accepted. After lighting your cigarette, you took a long drag, blowing out a puff of smoke as Striker did the same.

 “So…we’re mates now?” You inquired with a reference to the mark on Striker’s shoulder

 “Um…yeah…I guess…” Striker stammered

 “Why did you want to be marked by me? Isn’t this just a casual fucking?” You asked seriously confused by the sudden change in Striker’s demeanor not just the marking either nor just this night it seemed like for a while Striker had been changing.

 “That’s what I thought…honestly…I don’t have answers to the questions yer askin’…I just know when I saw Blitz threathin’ Ya, it pissed me off…like he was steppin’ on my turf,” Striker attempted to explain although it did appear he was telling the truth about not really understanding what was going on in his head.

 “Don’t you mean my turf?” You corrected ghosting fingers over the mark you placed on his shoulder

 “Ha-ha, true,” Striker chuckled lightly in agreement

 “Did you get the food by the way?” You asked suddenly remembering what Striker originally left for

 “Yep, it’s sittin’ on the table in the kitchen,” Striker informed you

 “Great, I’m definitely starving now. I’m gonna go take a shower then go reheat it,” You explained stubbing out the cigarette you’d been smoking on the crappy bedside table that already had several burn marks on its surface. Striker watched with an approving smirk on his face as you swaggered your way out of the bedroom heading across to the bathroom without bothering to put on any clothing.