On the Grape-Vine
Keia asked with a small frown, met with a shake of freji's shaggy head. 'he is swift nowadays, he is usually back before me, kupo.' 'but there is no sign of him. where was he stationed?' 'to the north-west, kupo. the forest.
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: The Scarlet Explorer: The Guild
As star opened the door to the backyard, a cold zephyr blew through his shaggy fur, and his sash as well, ushering a shudder from the zorua. star walked out to a fairly open area and stood firmly in the soft soil. "so, what am i doing exactly?"
The Prince and the Pirate, Part VIII (Part one)
~zack <3 william twisted a lock of the wolf's shaggy chest fur as they lay nude together in james's large bed.
Chapter One
He had long, shaggy black hair that fell over his right eye. his eyes were a shade of dark brown, which held a bright shine. his skin was tanned and he was lean for his age, but he had some muscle tone.
Protecter of the Forest
First, his ears had begun to shift, moving to the top of his head to be hidden by his shaggy, unruly brown hair. inching up the side of his head, they became smaller and rounder.
Miracle is an old coat: New friends, Old friends.
Her head fur was worn in a short shaggy style and died blue with green highlights that matched her eyes.
True Blue
His eyes narrowed a moment to the movement of shadow just beyond a small ridge of trees, and for a moment he tensed, until the hulking shaggy form of a sizable wolf loped out.
Normae: Nation Profile
The sheep, goats, and shaggy cattle realms that surround them have had tenuous periods of rising and falling, though none had the same history and tripartite agreement the normae do.
Distrust CH2: The Silver Stranger
"what's the happs, shaggy guy?" she asked, interrupting his focused gaze, and startling him. he quickly sat up and said "oh, it's you. i thought you were keeping the crowd calm." his monotone voice never changing its tone, not even in surprise.
Chase
His fur was slightly shaggy, and he looked dishevelled and scruffy, but chase chose not to intervene. not just yet.
Goodnight, Winston
His fur was a little shaggy; he had forgone the shower last night. he glumly stared into oblivion, his thoughts racing around his mind. he just couldn't quite place what went so wrong. he knew it had to be his fault, for nothing else had changed.
Fire in the Hearth - Part Two: The Woodcutter
His dark red fur was a bit shaggy and ungroomed, as was the black mane that framed his head and face.