Oblivion Chapter 2
strands of greyish purple hair flowed down, coated with snow and i noticed that the stranger was a girl. she was a few inches shorter than me and she let her purple hair fall naturally.
Ayame's Chronicles- Awakening of the Vixen
Renamon opens her arms, releasing a few strands of her fur from her tuft of hair that went down from her neck to her stomach. she yelled, "diamond storm!"
I'm Sorry Tigress
Po said as he placed the steel woven plait on the stove to pick up the strand on his left arm. "you okay po?" monkey asked.
Rough Patches -- Chapter 3 -- Part One -- {Rocky Relationships}
Kiyoshi's fingers still wrung around the luxray's strands of hair. he then nudged his arm back and slapped the male's forehead with his palm, proceeding to the wake of raiki.
The Gun Bunny Chronicles - 2: All I Want for Christmas...
The blue and white bunny was currently stringing a small strand of lights over her doorway, small pieces of steel safety wire she had nabbed from the aviation guys helping her cause by keeping the lights fastened in place.
Accidental Ascension
His hair and fur softened and smoothed out until each individual strand of fur rivaled the finest silk in softness - that is, if each strand was as thick around as the heaviest anchor rope and still growing with the rest of him.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book III Chapter 17
The moving head was held to the rest of the neck by strands and remnants of scale, flesh and sinew, which were being stretched with every inch of the still flopping snout.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 19
The chilly water twirled the strands of his fur, their cold wetness touching his skin, making him shiver, he did not mind however, he needed the exertion of the swim and the cold touch of the water to calm his raving nerves after everything that happened.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 29
She asked shyly, pulling at her strands to somehow stretch them out to cover her burning cheeks "hell yeah!"
A New Life (Part 2)
On closer inspection, he noticed a large strand of purple swirling from the center, outward. strange words were inscribed upon the edge. brande felt at peace as he cupped the strange rock in his hands.
Adventures of Morte - Prologue
His tattered black breaches hang from his waist and hug his thick legs like stray strands of thread clinging to the trunk of an oak, thrashed by the wind in a huricane.
Bellkurs Gedicht ~ (Amielnóri Bellkuria)
Wo ist nur der strand, in diesem meer ohne farbe? wer wird mich beschützen, in dieser welt, so kalt? was tut das leben nützen, wenn alles geliebte fällt?