Undertow : Prologue -- Chapter 4 - Anticipation

A chipmunk came and took our orders. this time i got a pastry to go with the coffee and while fen ordered i thought about what it might be like this christmas with him there to celebrate with my family.

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Sepia-Hued Dangers

The wolf skidded on the frozen floor, reaching down, picking the chipmunk up ... while assumpta fought off the wasps with her phase rifle (or, rather, dotna's rifle).

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"The Thin Line," Part Z

I saw a chipmunk, dressed up very fancily, visit here one night. the lieutenant - i mean, captain chitterleigh, was called away to meetings when he came. further negotiations of some kind, that furs wanted to keep secret."

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Kittens and Swords

A chipmunk princess stood in a cage hanging from a tree directly behind him. after several moments the chimera growled and then his heads sagged. "i don't think any heroes are coming." the chimera said softly. "there there..."

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Annette: Take Me Out Tonight

Whatever - and what do i see on my doorstep but an annoying lesbian chipmunk who was apparently fond of being brushed off." the incredulity stayed on trace's face. i guess not too many teenagers are actually capable of killing.

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"The Thin Line," Part LL

A number of squirrel and chipmunk mels lay sprawled, stripped of any weapons and armour they had been wearing. however, we did spot more than a few areas where bodies had been carted away.

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My Visit With Karel

The stewardess was a jittery chipmunk, and it was apparently her first international flight. it was mine too, you know. we're both a little nervous, but that's not enough of an excuse for me to have to wear elbow pads on the plane.

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Raspberry Iced Tea

And, most furs in this town being prey (mice, squirrels, rabbits, chipmunks, et cetera) ... and already being prone to anxiety, the sound of those sirens ... was terrifying. the sound was designed ... to terrify. to capture your attention.

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A Rabbit, a Hamster, and a Monk wip 2

Not a chipmunk, mind you, but a religious munk. actually, he was a mouse. not much could be seen of him under his habit, but his eyes, muzzle, hands, paws and ears which protruded through holes in his hood.

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Some Incandescent Light

Squirrels, mice, chipmunks, et cetera. or felines. or something. very few raccoons. no one liked raccoons. they were scavengers. bandits of emotion. of soul. always scheming. at least ... ... spitznagle was. as the general had.

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Cohesion

"what ... " "you worry me ... you, and ... you and that chipmunk. you and the other furs on this ship. you talk too openly with them." "is that so?" "yes." "that is how," she panted, her paws to his rump, her claws digging in.

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Questions

Without a pause, he went on to describe how he kept searching for the next two years but didn't have any luck until gladys, the friendly chipmunk that the kits remembered

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