American Mustelid Alpha - Promo
"you see, dude, steerin' this beast ain't exactly a piece o' cake..." he tells his interlocutor, his muscular, furry arm flexing its grip on the steering wheel.
Eeveelutions of Time: Chapter #12
The dark type steered his view over to the right a bit, refocusing his attention onto something else. "i'm also interested in knowing what happened to the path over there."
Vorish Playings
In no way could i steer varg, nor would i dare, but the straps made me be able to hold myself steady and not fall off his back **varg:** \*smiles, walks on some more, reaching a faster speed, like a dragon gallop\* **varg:** faster\* **ilbv:** the area
Red Moon: Chapter 6
Sergei rested his arms and head on the steering wheel. the fog dissipated near the bottom of the windshield where some hot air was seeping up and he looked out into the street through the small clear gap.
I'm in Deep Sh!t Chapter 1
I laid against the steering wheel as the car plunged into the river and water gushed in from the rear window.
Track and Field: Part 4
He smiled sad and sympathetically at me, the muscles in his arms flexing with each turn of the steering wheel. "please don't be. i don't want that at all." i blushed under his gaze. "i...i know."
Mass Retard Effect -Day 3-
Shephard then ran to the ship's cockpit, and saw jack, the cripple guy that makes all cripples think they can do anything, steering the ship. "jack, steer the ship to the nearest planet with a computa!"
Chapter 1 Hire for higher goes fire to retire.txt
Baloo then began to steer the seaduck out of the port and soon took to the skies. "where's the cargo pickup at papa-bear?" kit asked as they flew. "right here." baloo said pointing to the map. "but we got plenty of time.
Star Fox, Leon's Legend (Part 3)
Fox shouted, steering out of the way. "sorry! this fighter's got a little more kick in its engine!" leon admitted, lowering his ears to eye level. "whatever, just get under control before we reach the space station."
The Furry Dead (Medieval Style)
They had looked frightened, many rafts heavily laden or listing due to bad steering, and the furs aboard ignored all hails from the shore.
Furry Import Nights: Ek-9 Vs. Z32
As dorian hopped into the drivers seat for the first time of the ek hatch, he let his hands run over the smoothly stitched leather of the steering wheel.
The Railroad - Terminus - 6.3
Before bob steered the small boat back into the dim sewers, he waved goodbye to us.