Puppy Love
You stroke the strands from my head and scratch my ears oh so caringly my nose is met by your lavish scent of food and a strong numbing scent from the elixir laughing you wave your hands and give me your scraps as your mate growls i attempt to please the
Love Lost, Chapter 5a: Reflections.
He was quite surprised to find it to be a lone riolu wearing a halo and wings made of aluminum foil and scrap paper. "trick or tr--" alice paused; she noticed something in the air and sniffed subtly.
Blood on Ice - Chapter Twelve
With everyone so hungry, there was no chance that there'd be scraps lying around anywhere.
The Furre Archive Project - Part 2: Fragments
There was one last scrap, one last transmission that came from "him". it was buried deep in a coded, corrupted file that suddenly appeared on various furre owner related websites about a month after his transmission was cut. it was a poem.
Silver Stream Memory 15
She returned the smile," i was going to ask to scrap rotundomon but now i think he is a delicate nice creature. can we use him?" debacho and cursler left and i went over to the bed and sat on the edge.
Preview - A Bump In The Night Chapter 16 - Preview
#3 of bitn scraps my eurofurence fund has taken several leaps ahead lately; go here to find out what that...
Chapter 8: Epilogue
Banking around larger chunks and buffeting aside smaller bits of steel and scrap, thom delved in deep into a tight cluster of shimmering garbage they hadn't explored yet.
The Road Ahead - Chapter 3
Sighing again as the scan reported negative, he headed back to the cargo bay to complete his work and finally sort out all the largest pieces of scrap.
Blood on Ice - Chapter Three
It was _he_ who ripped my pants into scraps. "stop yelling," ordered the adult marten. when i looked at him, i noticed that he was staring at midnight, looking him over.
Bloodline - Excript
#1 of scraps _author's note - hello, this is a small bit from a story i'm slowly writing on that i have high hopes of one day publishing. you are more than welcome to leave critisim and thoughts on this bit, in fact i encourage it! enjoy!
MoonDust, Chapter 22
Bruce tossed the last piece of scrap aside with a satisfied grunt. "okay, jack. send the other two ahead so we can all get back inside." there was a short delay, then ming-xue ducked in through the opening.
Experiment #1231: Appetite Supplement
#4 of scraps did this second-person warmup exercise maybe a year or two ago. kind of just a scrap of something, musing on goo-furs and the hijinks a particularly eccentric one could get up to.