Printable Worry Worm Tags Novels & Stories

One had a tail drawn on the back of their shirt in marker. Elders sat in the shady corner Bella had claimed for “quiet gossip and tea.” Humans from town mingled easily with wolves, carrying plates and laughing at jokes that no longer needed translation. A banner flapped in the faint breeze, strung between two trees. VALE PACK – TWENTY YEARS CURSE‑FREE, it read. Underneath, in Naomi’s handwriting: ALSO FEWER EXPLOSIONS THIS YEAR. PROGRESS. “Subtle,” Morwen said dryly as she caught sight of it.

I did not put Bite into the slot. The nursery waited. So did Jonah. So did every screen in the theater, every frightened face, every person who had decided I was cruel until the moment cruelty became harder to package. I held the transfer tag between two fingers. It was thin as a fingernail clipping. Black plastic. Gold edge. Jonah Vale printed at the top in neat white letters, as if that made stealing him administrative instead of monstrous. Below it: SECONDARY VESSEL PREPARATION.

The human omega chuckled while putting back the pouch. The werewolves looked at each other, slightly alarmed by their friend’s idea. “Uhm… That’s… a good idea but… I’d rather not.” Zeev replied, awkwardly chuckling at that. “Why not? You said these will ward off werewolves.” “Y-Yeah, I mean… since there are no werewolves in town, you don’t have to make a necklace of these plants.” Zeev awkwardly chuckled. Zane’s brows furrowed, but Tyr immediately changed the topic.

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Jake squeezed in beside me, dug his nails into the tape, and ripped it open with a tearing sound. Rows of water bottles were packed at the bottom, the plastic clear, the water inside bright enough to catch the light. He pulled one out and turned it over. The manufacture date was printed on the inside of the cap. "February. This year." His lips went white. He tore open another box. "March." Another. "April. May. June." Every single box was branded in the bottom right corner with the same mark. A snake, coiled into a ring, biting its own tail.

Michael teased before leaving my office. I left work and immediately went to the pet store to get English’s new tag. It was silver and was shaped like the head of a Frenchie. I engraved English’s name and address on one side and put both of our phone numbers on the opposite side just in case of an emergency and they couldn’t reach Zoe. I also found a matching keychain and purchased that as well. Hopefully, by the end of the night, all would be forgiven.

“Nothing yet to be exact but this hyphen here. But I’ll need to check into this.” “What is strange about it? What is written there? I could not read it.” “It says here that “you are next, boom.” But there is a hyphen between the b and the rest of the word in boom. What could it mean?” Marsh frowns, biting down on his lower lip before shaking his head. “Dog tags are usually customized so we might be able to find where this was done if we visit the ones within the state.” He placed the tag down and turned to the brown envelope. “And this?”

They finally picked out everything. They went with a fox terrier set of ears and remote vibrating butt plug fox tail in brown and white. Becky's collar was slim, black, silk padded leather, with a small bone shaped lock. A metal engraved plate on the collar said "McLoed Family Pet." Her dog tag was engraved with her pet name, well the cleaner version, though they agreed her real pet name was fuck puppy. They had the tag engraved "Love Puppy".