Hungry For Change
Trevor flipped his new paw over and as the husky began to lick the under side of his paw, leathery paw pads surfaced over his palm and paw toes, forming a classic paw print.
The werewolf Chase
The gentle whisper of paw pad on concrete. "come on," he said, grabbing her wrist, "i know a short cut home."
Galactic Conflict - Chapter Five
Having been given the number only a few days ago, the meerkat hadn't had time to memorize it so she pulled out her pawpad and looked it up. she handed the small device to the coati to allow her to enter in the number.
The Grin Paws - Chapter 3: The Grin's Fate
He grabbed the stout cord and tugged on it for all he was worth, the constant metallic pattering of his friend's paw pads made him wince, as did the sounds of his struggles in vain. "hang on a few more second-whoa!!"
Thunder In Paradise (Character sheet)
(pawpads, claws, tongue, nose, eyes, tips of ears, highlights in headfur.) darker black headfur and will always have a dark green barbell in the tip of her right ear.
TCoJ - Book 1 - Mari
The air stood still at her paw pads while the top of the tall, wide drooping tree branches gently fluttered and swayed in the light breeze. sunlight filtered down into the clearing bathing her in a comforting warmth.
Adept Paws Interlude: Rea
The heat of the summer day swathed her, as a heavy blanket, while the creek water cut crystal-cool past her paw pads.
[Profile] Neurario
pawpads on feet- and hand-paws. ? entire lower body (waist downwards) is black. ? head is modelled off lucario's, two thin horns, pointed backwards, near his ears, a black band of skin at eye-level with another band over the head, like a lucario ?
The Desert Mouse
A few of them stayed, and ... tears streaming down his cheeks, the mouse was using his teeth to try and pull them out of his paw-pads. "don't try an' ssscurriezzz, mouzze! let me hellp ... " advance swallowed.
Wolfmaker - Chapter Two
He turned his paws over, examining his claws and the tick paw pads that covered each finger, as well as his palms. he ran his fingers through the fur on his chest, and tried to pick out some of the mud there. is this really happening to me?
Get Blown or Die Tryin'
He leaned into the wind harder, his leathery footpads letting out a small squeak here and there as the wind pressed harder and harder into the white drake, his footing slipping in small doses.
Dangerous Enemy
He panted, his breath blooming in the cold air as the grass beneath his foot pads crunched. looking ahead in a ditch between the hills, he growled.