Chapter 1: The Same Old Story
Aliona dragged herself upright, strands of dark gray mane in her confused sapphire blues. kel sat up, and with a toned arm, shielded his eyes against the sudden blast of light that had erupted in their room. what sorcery was this?
Swapped Delivery (Anthro Leafeon TF/TG) [GIFT]
On top of that, his hair retracted into his head fur, leaving a small strand of green standing out. michael's shoulders caved inward as they lost their broadness and took on a narrow feminine look.
Explosion
What he was doing so far from the cold of the north, stranded in a desert of all places, the lion would never know. "we keep coming up short, boss. we need to head home."
Dae's Fursona Introduction
His ears are standard for a cat, sticking out from the top of his head, with strands of dark fur just barely poking out of the tips. his black, oval, half-rimmed glasses complement his small pink nose very well.
Defining Moment
But even after being left stranded scarred shameful, even after laying on the page as fresh wounds stain the book once more, we keep going. we're still here. the bruises and lacerations will heal for the most part.
A odd sandwich filling
Large ball of chewed up food own his tight throat a very ominous sounding gulp sounding from the throat at you watch it then for the first time you see that muzzle open ahead of you making you squirm with all your might as you look into that warm cavern, strands
Black Petals: Chapter 5 ~ Rome Took Forever.
When shadow warped to the tree, he sat amy down underneath it and brushed a loose strand of hair from her face. indulging himself a little, he watched her sleep, taking notice of just how pretty she was.
My Bitch
A creature so hideous and ugly grabbed me by the strands of my hair and whispered in many different hushed voices at the same time " you are my bitch now."
Loyalties
Stepping over the rubble they seemed to attack the old man with deft claws ripping open the ribcage, nimble fingers teasing blackened strands of wire from pulsing muscle.
Love at Twin Oaks Pt. 5
He slowly ran the long blonde strands through his fingers, gently sorting out the snarls and knots. the feel of therese's soft hair was almost as sensuous as the silk of her gown and dirk found himself becoming aroused again.
Love at Twin Oaks Pt. 1
Freda threaded her charge's fine blond hair over the heating rod once more, twisting the silken smooth strands close to the heat. when she released the rod the new curl bounced pertly just behind therese's delicate left ear.
Ice Howl Part 3
"so we are stranded..."