The Fox And The Crow
Such heavenly eyes and beautiful feathers. i myself prefer the tail feathers," he said,continuing to flatter the avian. she began to blush once she heard him comment on her tail feathers and turned her full attention to fox.
StrangeOwl Chapter 3
I then bent to pick up the bundle and found it was blanket made of strange feathers. or it had been at one time. now it was a robe with slots cut in it for my wings. the feathers felt cool and soft and i took a deep breath in of its scent.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book IV Chapter 1
Flare clenched the feather tightly " i don't want to talk about this" " you...need to...face your...inner...demons" " inner demons?
Peterton Poe fanfiction: Knight Poe (part 3)
After a few minutes of feather tickling, witches were surprised that poe had succeeded to hold the laugther. they wanted to make him laugh, so they changed tactic.
The new dinosaur (part 12)
After we saw the modified birds we moved on to the albertosaurus, they now have pale green feathers with blue streaks trough them and bright red feather crests over there eyes. we saw the troodons who stayed pitch black.
Mesozoic Park 2 (Part 5)
Him and kick it all up and into his feathers and scales, soon copied by the female.
Introduction to Manipulators: Various Species of Manipulator
The coloration of an alphas feathers is stark, almost sickly white for both male and female. they have the characteristic grey flesh beneath, though, as all manipulators do.
The Quiver
That, and the black soot took forever to get out of her feathers. her next attempt was more successful, but still not quite there.
Yiggow Chapter 7
Asked berkeley who was staring down at her molten feathers on the ground. mrs. wingcock turned her attention from the wolf back to berkeley, "yes i am fine," she looks down at her feathers, "don't worry about that, that happens all the time!" mrs.
Desert Wind
Both sit near the desert line, the wind's blowing hot and dry ruffling her feathers and fur as he sits almost in her lap snuggling close the sun setting low.
Live Cargo
She eased out of her chair and shooed the half de-feathered ball of delicious poultry toward the hallway between the bridge and the hold. cici held her breath as much as possible. she could do this. she didn't kill things.
Loot
The stiff feather was a vindictive tool in her small paws and she spared him no mercy, letting the feather dance over his toes and soles in turn, leaving no spot untouched. the wicked little fur! she had him good and proper.