With These Broken Wings: Chapter 4
The otters seemed to find it great sport to dive down deep into the lake bed and power themselves up with great sweeps of their rudder like tails so they could leap over his shoulders and back before crashing down into the water.
Starting Anew Chapter 6
The elf cuts back and fires, hitting his right tail rudder. he rolls some but regains control, bringing himself around and firing a missile at the elf. the prince sees the missile fire, sees he won't be able to turn fast enough to get it.
Notorious
His ears cocked, and his rudder-tail rested against the floor. "but when you refuse to admit that, as the federation did ... it becomes a fatal flaw." aria said nothing. she couldn't argue that.
Part Three: The Fishing Trip
That was something he was grateful for, thanking the ice that gart was too busy fiddling with the cloth padding wrapped around the rudder-handle.
All Aflame
A cheeky, whisker-brushing smile, her rudder-tail swaying. and her roundish ears perked. the smile faded. and, more seriously, she said, "my husband and i need to ... belong," she whispered, "somewhere.
Mixed Feelings Chapter 2
He loved the way aaron's tail swung behind him 24/7, like the rudder of a ship that was constantly changing directions. it didn't matter when you saw him, aaron always had a naturally positive and likable personality.
Passing the Flame - a Wolfie Steel short story
Any good investigator needs a partner to tamp down his irrational impulses, to act as a stabilizing force in business and in life; each man a rudder to keep the other on-keel.
Hush
Her short (shorter than his, anyway) pink rudder-tail (meant for steering air, not water) moved to one side. and then back to the other. thick and stout. her tail was about two feet long, maybe.
Skylands: the Scorpion Spear, Part One - “Saeldrin”, Chapter Six: Worlds Beyond Walls
Closer to him, at the aft, reita held the rudder and worked two improvised winches that helped guide the main mast should keerg, at the wheel, require assistance. the ship shook again, more violently, and marek slammed his eyes shut.
Flight of the Gerthtrude
"my captains… s-shits… mo'ona fucked up nows…" \*\*\* breath came to lixistruzsias in rapid little gasps, her legs tense against the yaw rudders as her maw trembled the words to her favorite ditty.
Esilym: Lost
He powered down the engine and pulled his head out of the interface socket and slid his wings out of the control rudders, blinking as his orb-like eyes adjusted to the daylight.
The Tribe - 11
His thick, rudder tail swung side to side and he beamed brightly as he looked around the inside of his new tent. it was large enough that another person could stay in there with him, if he wanted, but didn't feel needlessly roomy.