Forgotten Ch. 2
Taking a deep breath i pricked my ears foreward as i slowly walked towards the trail. dropping my tail i walked in about 15 feet and stopped as i heard a branch break. listening i didn't hear anything else so i continued to walk in for about 20 more feet.
Prologue
They were already firing: tranquilizer darts whizzed past her pricked white ears, slicing through the flowers and bushes in flurries of color. "aim for the right awws cheek!" "they both look right to me!"
Book tidbit
He was surprised to see the prickly wall was was thin. as he peeked through the hole, joy overflowed as he spotted a small town just a few hundred yards ahead! "we're saved! look, a town! we'll be home asap!"
A Start to A New End
She pricks her ears as you speak. "who am i? i am bluestar, the long forgotten leader of thunderclan. what is thunderclan you ask? see that thickly covered territory in oak trees with lush long grass? that is thunderclan.
Les Animaux Confeiture
It is a picture, more than a scent, an olfactory message, one that says "glowing thorns, prickly leaves, berries that are still pink with their journey into adulthood, and those almighty of animals, the bearer of our hero, so connected are they.
eternal night
As the sun slowly dies out, the cool air begins to prick your skin like little needles getting us prepared for what is to come. now the bats come out of their deep slumber screeching their song of navigation far above your head.
Reindeer Transformation
"i wish i was a reindeer." she says, opening her eyes. suddenly, she began to feel warm, and prickly. it tickled her, making her giggle a lot. "hey, that tickles!"
How the Coonyx came to be - short story
Ayasha jumped up and looked around curiously, her ears pricking at the sounds of several people whooping and hollering.
True Blue
Ears pricked alertly for the faintest sounds of the wolf. the still air granted him no chance of smelling the predator as he moved silently through the trees.
Chapter 15: Whisper My Name
Wynn's ears pricked forward. "you know why she did it?" "yeah, after eavesdropping on you guys," he admitted with a hollow laugh. "i know everything now. i feel terrible . . . i mean, i didn't physically hurt my mother.
Day 3
Running a hand over it, it felt softer than what 'prickly short' hair should, and unlike my usual brunet-brown hair, it was a light orange.
Hell on Earth. Chapter 1
His long ears pricked over the noise of cartoons. there was a _bang!_ and the door shivered. "demon donkey! demon donkey!" and laughter could be heard. "let me at 'em!" rave roared, shifting from his seat.