Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #17- A Lot of Forward Thinking
Once the embrace was released, the big mustelid got a playful jab in the arm while the shorter marsupial had his headfur fuzzled just as aragon "whiskers" fisher came sauntering up to also give his regards to crazy eights.
The Case of the Carbon Clawmark: An Inspector Lorkin Adventure
Inspector lorkin held the door for officer lawnsdale, and the pair sat down opposite the twitchy looking mustelid. "now sir, if there's any good in you, i'd like you to come clean and give us your whole story."
Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #8- The Ides of December
The 36-year old mustelid is survived by his wife clarice (fisher) and his son taylor (fisher).
Take a Dip
That musky, damp scent that you'd find around most mustelids wafted into the hallway. my nose scrunched up as i tried hard not to breath in with it too much. it wasn't the worst scent. much better than some other wet animals, but still disagreeable.
Mistakes and Miscalculations
Arci brought his knees forward, striking just above the mustelid's shoulder blades. he cancelled the force as the dog stumbled, reaching forward to snatch the purse from the purse-snatcher.
Tales from Silicon City 8: Bake Sale
Liked vigilantes, made no effort to hide her contempt for the dsa, and the only thing that seemed to be more insatiable then her desire to tinker and make gadgets was her appetite for the kangaroo's pastries... and cheap booze if the occasional smell on the mustelid's
A Companion For The Road, The Beginning
There were some humans, a couple of reptilians or so and a mustelid, all slender young things with nothing but loin cloths on. shemmin slowly made his way to the crowd, working his way up towards the front and stopping a row back or so.
Rub ya belly?
The mustelid waved an airy hand, shaking his head and rumbling something through his thick moustache. unperturbed, the mog turned, his proposition offered several more times before he struck gold.
Adept Paws 8: Of King and Corgi
The rose-red mustelid fluttered back to his fellows, dancing on his back legs as war-paint markings blossomed over his fur. alaster steadied his nephew with a paw and cupped his ears at the band of sprites.
Magical Petshop: Kami
Or perhaps a mustelid now! but not a rodent! and it wasn't like he had asked to be shoved inside one of the pots. "you... little beast!" the shopkeeper grabbed a knife from his belt and held it aloft.
Friendship
The fat mustelid though, he wasn't silent and looked right up at sasuke with a defiant grin on his face. "did tiny narc us out? we were just h-" "narc you out? really?
An Oil Painting
She was a wolverine kaed thought, that member of the mustelid that was mostly murder claws and bad temper. still they would do, they were alive and kaed could smell them from here, he was even salivating a bit in anticipation.