Snowstorm
The boy's ears preened the silent landscape without any luck. "what is it?" alex couldn't see anything either, except more trees and snow. "motu ohne!"
Heartbeat Passage: Chapter 3
Nighthunter preened, sinking back on to his haunches. “and i have set my sights on fresh prey.” he licked the edge of his beak with a very pink tongue, moistening it like a human being would if faced with the annoyance of a dry mouth.
Hell on Earth. Chapter 12
Crowley preened, running his claws around the collar of his charcoal dyed ralph lauren polo shirt. crowley always looked like he was off for a round of gothic golf.
The Great War - Part Two
She preens just a bit in self satisfaction. now things are more to her liking. she now has the advantage of numbers and near even training. they weren't in the middle of the street anymore, begging to be shot.
Episode Twelve: MAAB
He preened his feathers to a high gloss, and watched the air traffic in and out of the cliff aerie and the pedestrians waddling back and forth across the valley's bare bottom. a nice place, and as far as he could tell, completely cleared of vegetation.
Scrap: Bad Puppy
He tilted his head back and preened a little. "see, that's what i'm talking about, about social hypocrites. they don't think before they say things, or else they don't care if what they say is obvious b.s." kyle shifted. "i think before i say anything.
Dangerous Thoughts: Chapter 2-2 + 3
Rrana and kylac received a preening. deka submitted to it, as it had been a while since he bathed. then they entered the water. it was too high for rrana to walk, so he swam to the fish.
Devolvers - Prologue
Soon it will be nothing but calloused paws and razor-sharp talons; our bodies covered with amateurishly preened feathers, dirtied fur, broken scales, and yet all the same blood. soon. soon it will be over.
Bahamut's Light: Epilogue
He was freshly preened and scrubbed, from his black markings around his eyes to his flicking striped tail, he was a pristine example of the gryphon form.
Falkland Spring Prologue
The two drakes were still glaring at michael, hooting away though he took them no mind; he began tapping his foot, swaying his tail feathers, and preening his wings.
A.D.F.
He hated havers at that moment, hated his preening, strutting ways, the thousand little jibes to keep the lads under and himself on top.
Anima: The Broken Wing Chapter 2
My feathers were pulled when it moved, and i couldn't get my beak underneath to preen. but luckily for me, the body wrap was removed after a few days, leaving me with only my wing wrapped in fabric.