Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 16
She groped around in the dark until her fingers closed around the handle of her knife.
Far From Sadness
Staring as her finger disappeared into a mouth that she hadn't known was there, anya struggled not to laugh her head off at the ridiculous nature of the whole thing.
A Rough Start
Kai was not able to see anything besides what he could grasp from between a small gap between the beast's fingers. he could fell a wet, sticky liquid was dripping onto his feet.
To Dream of a Wolf: chapter two
Three fingers held the string as bren slowly pulled back. presser built as the string is pulled back to his ear. the is a moment of calm and silence. then a release as fingers unravel and the bow straitens slinging the arrow though the air.
Zen Cookies.
._ she opens her hands eagerly waiting, smeary fingers stretching to the sky her sticky-messy mouth opened wide in an o "here. you can't spill cookies, they don't drip off a cone."
The First Shall Not Be Last
Roz lightly set his four-fingered hand on top of hers and dipped his long snout in response. her fingers closed softly around his and guided him inside. she put her back against the wall to make room in the small entryway.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 57
There was a soft ripping noise and banno was left holding only a clump of yellow and white fur, the loose strands drifting down from his clutching fingers. _the were free.
Tease Anthology 1
The dragon's fingers then curled inwards, shifting around a bit just enough to keep the hyena held to the floor as his fingers scooped beneath him and curled
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 58
There was a soft ripping noise and banno was left holding only a clump of yellow and white fur, the loose strands drifting down from his clutching fingers. _they were free.
Captured by a Macro Cheetah
You can see the pads of his hand and fingers as they come toward you, but before you can really do anything, suddenly two of those fingers grab you. you're brought up to justin's face, and he opens his mouth wide.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 48
Don't you dare touch me with that dead finger._ the others stared in disbelief, silently urging him on, until... it touched his side with a filthy, bony finger, lightly dragging a claw along one of his many wounds, actually pushing it in.
Beauty
She wrote on the paper slowly, tracing the edges of the sheet with a finger as she wrote so she knew how much space she had.