A day at Market
He looked on in horror as the black fur returned, peeking through the cracks. he raises his arms to block the falling debris. through his arms, he saw something pink. they must have been ... paw pads?
There Be Monsters Out There
She marveled at how silky soft his black fur was. it was just as thick, if not thicker than her own, providing ample insulation from the worst mother nature had to offer.
The Harbinger: Prologue, part 1 of 2
Our village tradition, gotten from forgotten times ago, states simply that a black-furred child means evil times to come. somewhere along the line someone translated that into killing any babe with black fur, no matter how small of an amount.
BOVINE PARENTS (Epilogue)
The elder bull's black fur sported several tell-tale tufts of grey. beyond that, time did little to weather him. to the boy and his brothers growing up he was the strongest, wisest, 'bestest' dad anyone could ever ask for. "hi dad."
Ian and Tyson, Chapter 1
The black fur's stance was all wrong. instead of standing on two legs it was half-standing half crouching on all four now. but why had it crouched down?
The Item, For Sale
The figure tried to run back through the door, but it was halted by a big, brawny, black furred doorman, whose face was covered by a pure white mask.
All's Fair - Part 6
The male was a tall brown wolf, and his wife was a deer nearly as tall with very striking red-black fur. they were both in business suits. they smiled tentatively at me, and i gave them a shy grin of my own.
New Teacher
Ink black fur covering most of my body. i have white fur on the tips of my ears and from the sides of my muzzle down my neck and torso, past my sheath and inner thighs, and across my rump to the base of my tails.
Shadow of a Freelancer Ch 1.) Life as a Freelancer
Freelancer shadow took the name shadow for one reason, not because he has black fur and wears black clothing.
Migratory Species
Cold, despite the black fur. his tail, though he didn't think of it as pink and flicky, was worse off, though. he pulled the dry part of his blankets over it. "he's a bird, is he?" "mmhmm," jennifer affirmed. "he flies way too much to be a mouse.
The Blind Voyeur (Part One)
My barely tamed orange and black fur puffed awkwardly in all directions. a sudden self-consciousness seized me as a looked up at the door to the interview room.
Surviving Solitude Part 1
He was a husky with blue eyes outlined by black fur, which held a symmetrical pattern from the left and right sides of his body. he was 6'0, i being 5'8 and the shortest of the group. chase had on a pair of jeans and some boots.