[Story - French] Les enfants ne sont pas des jouets - chap 2
Je les ai rencontré ce midi._ bien que son cerveau disait à son cur que c'était impossible, il ne pouvait malgré tout s'empêcher d'y penser.
Obvious Truth: Something to tell
He has average dark grey colouring and markings, with darkish brown, curly hair and bright blue eyes and a well toned body. name: accalia grey appearance: 5ft 7in tall, 20 years old wolf.
Spicy Night
Mander started snorting as she laughed at curly nyuking away. charlie heard this and started laughing harder. soon the room was filled with the laughter of a female black-and-white housecat and a herm coyote.
Bored No More (Carmelita Fox TF/TG)
It became very curly and his hair fell into his eyes. carl's once black hair turned blue before his eyes. his ears grew and became pointy, moving to the top of his head. his left ear pinched, becoming pierced with a yellow earring forming on it.
Dogs Sniff Butt... Cats All Suck!
He took the time to adjust the pup's collar, and then added, "no self respecting cur likes a cat." "oh... ok... i was just wondering. my mom's a cat ya know? do i have to damn her too?"
Let the king sleep
Mufasa did nuzzling his mate before letting out a yawn before curring up by there son as he fell fast sleep. **end flashback** it had been 3 hrs. from that, and mufasa had a nice catnap so fare which she new he need so much.
Intel In The Alleyway
One, a small man with thin antennae writhing above his curly hair, and whose breath was exuded a distinct chemical trail. the lines of his longcoat were distended just enough to be housing a heavy blaster within 94.5% probability.
Comfort
curly black fur marked the center of her belly and chest, matted by sweat. she reached a paw out to touch my head carefully, apologizing once more. her claws scratched me but she was gentle. 'l- love y- you.'
My Pudgyville Fanfic S1E12
"looks like we truly have new people here," said {sweetheart} (the curly brackets around the name mean they're the pudgyville version).
Adrift
Retiring for the day when i saw a lonely figure sitting on the bench, partially hidden in the dim shadow the building gave her, she was almost 2 meters tall siting, a long silver cloak covered her form, flowing with every move of her arms as she fixed her black curly
Dreamweaver chapter 1; Rain
"alright, alright dear" the lively otter brushed her red curly locks from her face, revealing a gleam in her eye. "we've always been some of the kinder folk in these parts, and its always a pleasure to meet new faces".
Zootopia: Twas that dumb box! Part 2 last part
"sop up them tears you little disrespectful cur before i hit them off!" alphius stood up and brought his big paw up in a threat to smack his son to the moon! "you go to your room.