With Eyes Open
Well, after i fell to the ground covered in sticky placenta i felt the teeth of my sisters sinking into my wet fur. mother would lick me clean as they began attacking and i was left alone to fight my way through the first few days of life.
One Happy Easter Part 2
I smiled and held the sopping wet fur to my chest. "i fell in." his little voice shook with cold, the spring sun shone down on us but the water was still cold from the chilly nights.
Fallen Angels (part one)
The room was a good four cubic meters, and smelled of nothing, except for wet fur.
Sapphire Transition Chapter 7 + Epilogue
Layne shook the water out of her fur as she turned off the water and turned tail to step out of the shower, the cool air bracing beneath her wet fur.
Kevin chapter 1
Daniel took a washcloth and wets it lightly under the tap before bringing it over to wipe the cub's wet fur. starting from the top of his head and down to his chin, making sure all of his affected parts were wiped clean.
Howls in the park (Part Four)
Slamming his paws on the desk he shouted "he took oliver, some fucking bastard kidnapped the kid right in front of me" the table was now covered in water puddles from luke's wet fur. the chief stood up in total shock.
Eternity
I move a paw up to her cheek to wipe at the moist fur. i ask her what is bothering her, and it takes her a moment to answer. "five years ago, i was a normal high-school student.
Little Wolf, Big Ordeal CH. 13
_charlie paddled and struggled towards the ball of wet fur, hoping the calf hadn't drowned yet. as soon as he reached him, he grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and headed for the bank.
Invane: Fesvitmess
Yet the place was too warm for comfort however as sweat came psychically upon my own wet fur. regardless, i still ran. i heard footsteps running behind me. i turned my head over my shoulder and look, surprise to see huzizu running behind.
Ties that bind
\* \* \* toby finished drying of the last of his wet fur and quickly got dressed. he could smell the aroma of breakfast in the air. he couldn't thank felicia enough for all that she had done for him.
Game Night
The mouse's wet fur clung to the seat, turning the stale air humid and making every inch of him itch. stuart continued, "not without bluesteel, at least. so, i give you, the players, a choice." jeanette rubbed her temple. "here we go again."
Learning to Run, Chapter 6, Werewolf Training... Again...
By the time he finished even the mighty dire-fang had trails of wet fur on his face. before the last note had been sung every wolf, including young black-fang, had joined in the song.