An Anthro's Tale-Chapter 15-Road America

A black stripe went up the hood and top of the car while a small bright blue stripe went down the middle. the rims were motgie racing spoke nines and it was on good year racing slicks. another car was a 1999 toyota gt-one.

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Venturing: Final Fate

I saw nothing except for the white stripe walls at the sides of the room. pink lines running down from the ceiling to the flooring beneath our feet. i stared at the lines.

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The Petting Zoo Draft

Ian the maned wolf, bill the striped hyena, tiffany the platypus, barnaby the dik-dik, dante the beaver, popcorn the binturong, ricardo and jupiter the sea lions, and myra the civet.

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Waking Up

His tail barely managed to peek its striped length out from between the rolling folds of his back and the all-smothering fat of his rear.

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Paranormal Pals

"what are you gonna do about it, stripes?" tony then pushed didier's body up against a nearby tree. "watch me," damian remarked.

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Brothers In Arms - Behind Blue Eyes

Behind the table was a mouse of barely 5 foot nothing, wearing the two full stripes and quarter stripe in between of a major. he was missing most of his right ear, which was little more than a ragged flap of skin on his head at this point.

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Fat Pool Fun

When i aim for another striped ball, i feel a paw on my back, gently caressing me. i shoot, but miss my target. buddy just looks at me and gives me a small kiss in my lips. i loved it when he kissed me.

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Revelations

Now his fur was a thick and colourful mix between black stripes and grey stripes. both his tiger and wolf clashing together in his fur.

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Beginnings Ch. 6

The stripes on my jeans glowed purple and my blue highlights glowed. all my fur glowed slightly purple. "wow, you look amazing." max said, his jaw hanging open. i kissed him. now some furs were staring.

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Goodbye, Tomorrow; Chapter One: City of Lights, City of Death

Resigned to another night of sleeplessness, he gets dressed again, pulling on a pair of jeans and a red shirt over his grey-and-black-striped fur.

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A fight for freedom - chapter 2

"ummmm what the hell," said one of them, a short brown female with a single black stripe going down from her nose to the tip of her tail, "arn't we fighting him?"

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A fight for freedom - chapter 2

A tawny female with a single grey stripe going down her spine asked the others, "are we not suppose to be fighting that guy."

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