The Awakening of Dragons: Chapter One
They preened and they pressed in close to each other, taking comfort from one another.
Wasteland Survivor – Reasons - ch3
And if you predicted we got some stares doing that, your right, crys practically preened under the attention, i on the other hand, was almost embarrassed. at that point the man we would come to know as 'sir!'
Death To Nightmare Chapter 9
After a bit of feather preening she was ready for the night. it took too long for her body to be in the proper cycle. as she opened the door she saw grape vine at her door about to knock with her mane.** **my queen, you're up.
The good die young..
Behind our yard, lay meadows choked thick with cockleburs and i shuddered at the thought of preening them out of my fur at night's end.
A slightly less silly Echo fanfic
"yeah right, for us and for the bugs we'll get on the way there" jane said, compulsively preening her feathers.
He who wore a Feathered Cap
The fire type asked as she watched the fairy preen the orange flower.
Marshmallow Fluff
Rarity spent the next half hour doing exactly that, kneading scented oils into luna's coat and massaging her from neck to ankle, including even taking time to preen her wings a little.
Dressing the French Maid Dragon
He preened. they never failed to draw the eye. he pressed his lips together, ruffling up his bright yellow hair from where his friend had brushed it beautifully smooth. "i'm really not sure about this.
Song of the Summer King: Chapter 2
He addressed that to halvden, who stopped preening and blinked to attention. caj went on. "because of their thick skin, you cannot kill from above, like a deer. you must get underneath."
Soi Brothas: Part 5 and 6 - A Plan for Obese People
Turning to face the monitor and shaking the mouse to get back to the desktop, todd's attention automatically shifted to the "other projects" tab on his editing program, a list of executable files waiting to be primped and preened for their respective masters
A Feathered Shadowrunner's Tail - A runner's memory; Feather's Story. (2) Part I
Station at squarwking in alarm and hiding as quickly as they could from the sound of the larger, natural born predator, and the feeling of such power that gave her made the female rustle her neck and back, shaking this way and that, leaning her beak back to preen
Celeste Pt I
Standing in the current it begins to preen its inky black feathers, and as it does so, the water downstream becomes mottled with streaks of crimson.