Untitled Jackrabbit fic
"wha happen..." he slurs, looking down at himself, but his vision is obstructed by wall of white hair on his chest. his face grows hot as he blushes under his fur, a pink tinge showing up on his white cheek-fur.
AMPK: Prologue
The female agent raised her hand as the white hair lady finished handing out the folders. "aren't all these supposed to come with a psych eval?" the white hair agent removed her glasses. "agent kyo.
No One Dossier: H2
His left eye is exposed, possessing a yellow iris and he has short, white hair. **ideology:**"if there wasn't chaos in the world, we'd all be bored to death."
Darzarath - To Warn the Shadow
He donned the disguise of an elder man, with white hair and a thin moustache. he was wearing a fairly elaborate cobalt blue robe, decorated by strips of white silk and pendants of diamond and blue topaz gems framed by white gold and silver.
War tails of the white Wolf (Ch 2) Rescue
Parting his short white hair he felt a damp spot, and when he brought his hand in front of his face he saw it was stained red with his blood.
Beautiful
Brad smiled and pulled the beanie off revealing ralph's short white hair and his pointed ears.
Facility- Chapter 1
I bring my arm up close in front of my eyes and see that not only have i been losing my own hair, but now there's these fine little white hairs starting to grow.
Megaloplis - Truth can be stranger than fiction
With a sly glance at him she playfully runs a band of shadow from her scalp and along her luxuriant white hair and smiles, "now i want to know about those apparitions that came to your rescue."
the Galar Chronicle - the Challenge Begins [chapter 3]
**georgia:** as tempting as that is, my pokémon are still recovering after battling that white haired trainer. **danimus:** white haired trainer? **georgia:** yeah. he was a real jerk, too.
Chapter 1: Their first meeting
Smiling, the white-haired student lifted himself up from the cramped box and yawned again, glancing around and frowning in surprise at the lack of other people wandering around.
A Queen of Koroth
She was silent for awhile as acenith poured sweet smelling water over her snowy white hair. "acenith," lita finally spoke, quietly. "yes, princess?" "are you from koroth?" the jackal smiled. "yes. my family left when i was a child."
A Boy and His Lucario Part 18
His glasses rested at the top of his nose, and his white hair was thinning at the top. "you must be ashito. giovanni has told me much about you. so much in fact, that he had me look into this experiment."