Beyond your eyes PREVEIW
And started to brush down my midnight black and white fur.i winced a little from not brushing in forever due to the 10 hour moving trip.i looked in the mirror and really hoped that this could be a fresh start at evergreen.i finally come running down the stairs
Comfort
Her tail slowly brushed the back of the couch as it groaned from her increasing weight. she slid from the couch to kneel next to me with her hands before her. her furred knees spread slowly on the hardwood while her tail brushed the floor.
Zuri
Treading softly through the brush, she locked onto her target, a massive beast with a ragged, bushy mane equipped with claws and teeth made for rending flesh.
A really terribly horribly bad day.
The water brushed her chin as she dipped lower, feeling the water brush over her wine stained chest, and she dug the soap there, getting herself nice and sudsey. felt very nice, superiorly nice, to feel her body drift into full relaxation.
A Funeral For A Horse
Sakara dipped a horsehair brush into a small wooden bowl full of a sticky, black substance, then began to brush it over his eyes. the distinctive woad tattoo on his upper right arm was hidden under a long, brown hide cloak.
Song of the Summer King: Chapter 3
brush rustled and he saw the hump of the creature's back. he braced and roared a challenge. the boar broke from the heavier brush straight to the trees where shard crouched. his throat clamped against another roar.
Loneliness Can Be Hard 02: Confused Feelings
His suspicions were confirmed when they played a little with each other's hands and began to brush their muzzles together. this time he stopped to look at the spectacle that was going on in front of him.
Things Got Better
As she dipped her brush into the paints, and gave a quick flick across the young man's nose.
Happy Valentine's Day
Frank awoke next morning as he does every morning: get up, shower, and brush fur and brush teeth, finally getting dressed. he needed to go out to the store to store up on food.
Motes Played — Chapter 1
A brush sat in her paw, and paint sat on the brush. a thin, black rectangle sat on that canvas, as did a mountainous landscape. music sat in her ears, chirpy and glitchy to offset the serenity of the scene in a new way. she hummed. she sang.
Epic Mickey part 1,
We then went to ortensias house to give her a present.i got a remote like oswalds and mickeys paint brush. " hi baby" oswald said as he kisses ortensia . i was crowded by bunny children and was shocked that they had 420 of them.
Pedigree - Ch2.
Her tail swayed lazily between her splayed hind legs, thick fur brushing against her shorts in a slow, absent rhythm. relaxed. almost thoughtful. i watched her for a second too long.