Time For A Change Of Pace-Chapter 2-Strange feelings and even stranger occurences
His head gave him a break and he supposed he had better go to keep that from happening again, those bare paws moving him over to the door of his room.
Garden Party
"doesn't catch a dang thing," he said as he stood up, kicking it with his bare foot. as he turned back around he saw something move out of the corner of his eyes. he froze as best he could, only the slight flicking of his tail giving him away.
To Be Lost Again
It's not very deep and even though there seem to be stepping stones set atop the water's edges, i find myself already slipping the laces free of their knots with deft and nimble fingertips and sliding my well-loved sneakers from my otherwise bare feet.
Michael's Angel
Her arm went limp to her side and she started floating until her head was touching the ceiling, her bare feet flailing uselessly while her paws were at her throat, trying to push something away from her so she could breathe normally.
Ragnarok - VI
Luke the barefoot cried. then looked them both to me. i, who feared not the fiercest beasts of battle in my life nor empty sooty soldiers after death, felt something in me quail. what words had i to match against what either one had said?
Escovar
Timothy looked down at his bare foot paws, slowly registering what was happening. he turned around again to clamber to the sailors, but they weren't there.
Hypnovember 10 - Gentle
The tiger grinned as he tugged the tanuki's bare foot upward and let it fall back into position. "eight pages to go. that's it. seven, six. my voice becoming as soft and comforting as my body. that's right. you don't want to fight either. five. content.
Listen
._" steph's heart skipped a beat, and after moving back to the front door and closing it ever so carefully, ever so quietly, she moved towards the source of the voice, bare paws padding silently on the carpeted hallway floor as she recognised the song
Lonely Oak Chapter 80
She looked down, the bottoms of her bare feet tickled by the grass. "the moon?" she guessed. "mmm... not quite." he replied. she sighed. "this isinent helping at all." she said dimly. "tolded you i was stupid." the wind rustled.
chapter 19
It's better than walking bare-foot, right?" "y...yes. but, mr. kenari."
Your Appetite, Darling
Her bare foot-paws making gentle sounds as they scuff-scooted on the white-and-green-tiled floor. and the snow rabbit reached out. and the meadow mouse stopped his sponging and cleaning.
Stress Fractures
Her bare foot-paw, white-furred and black-padded, long, slender, strong. it connected with his chest. an oomph! and the lion dropped his bottle. it rolled, rolled, spilling the remainder of its contents.