Bui's New Slave
A buizel saw the jolteon dipping his head into the water and a sly smile spread across his muzzle, his whiskers twitching mischievously. after taking a nice cold drink, niven picked his head up licking water off of his nose and muzzle.
wander ~ Chapter 17
Could tell in his eyes, in his whiskers, in his pinched muzzle that he was concerned, and he kept glancing over towards my window as if wondering that i even knew the jackal had left.
Catnundrum. Chapter Four.
His whiskers twitched and ears swiveled several times as if unsure where to stay put.
Conquering the Wild- A Clean Lynx TF
Her nose wrinkled and melded into her enlarged snout, a few whiskers popping from the lightly furred skin around it. she hunched over. would she have to leave already? even at the top, her hike so far didn't feel like enough. wait.
The Feline Persuasion: Transformed into her Pet Cat
She needed a break and her cat companion, clad in black fur, sat on the coffee table before her, his whiskers twitching.
Redemption Songs
"alright ... " wilco's whiskers twitched. "you can sit down," he told arabella, voice softening, gaze darting upward.
Black Panther's Stalk: Transformed in Luxury
She had to have her tail even as rylee’s face settled into the elegant lines of a feline muzzle, whiskers tingling out and quivering anxiously.
The Encounter (Surprise Episode!)
Almost white on the sides by the whiskers, gray on top, becoming black in that streak that ran up to his forehead. that fur was made for licking, soft and affectionate and real. brad swallowed the saliva that he'd worked up.
Hole in the Wall: The Little Things. Chapter Six.
Theo shook his head, resisting the urge to groom his whiskers. "just. thank you, pedro. for believing in me." "aye, you always have mi in your corner." pedro chuffed.
The Lead Crown, Ch 6.6 Thaddius
The wolf found his tongue sliding toward his already mangled whiskers, and he pointedly kept it in check, "this will be devastating to them."
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 32: A Grin in the Dark
Nelneras’ whiskers lifted a fraction. he did not turn. predators taught patience; priests taught composure. he carried both in his bones. “ah,” came a voice behind him, smooth, lilting, altogether too delighted.
Holly and Arbon Apple Fight Story
Vertigo, movement, the sensation of air flowing past my whiskers and billowing my ears. my jaws still gripped tight, i held on even as the apple twisted, turned, then dropped down.