Chapter 79 I Will Find You Again
"don't," she whispered from the depths of her hood. "i'm different now. you could die if you looked into my . . . eyes."
The Deliverance Pt. 1
He whispered, slowly pushing the blanket away from the child's face. "my son rajin." anpu whispered, holding him close. "i don't blame you for this. it's my fault." he said softly, looking at akeela's body.
The Inner Light
"yes," was her whisper. and, again, she nipped at his neck. "we will go home." "can we dance in the dark ... in our room?" he whispered. with innocence that only a rodent could muster. "we can try."
Tomorrow on the Runway
"let me go," ma whispered. lacking any sort of energy or hope. not struggling. "no," adelaide whispered into her ear. wrapping her winged arms around her. from behind. backing her away. keeping her restrained.
The Desert Mouse
"huh ... mm ... true," she whispered. true, indeed!
Borderline Personality Disorder
"wow," she whispered, leaning fully back in her chair. sighing. her brown eyes roving a tiny bit. "delectable?" "mm-hmm ... " a sip. "you, uh, trying," she whispered, holding back a giggle, "to make me strip from the waist up?"
Fool For You
"yes," was the careful whisper. "he whispered something in your ear before he left. what did he say?" prancer hesitated. "um ... " " ... please?" the mouse looked pained.
Hush
"it's gonna storm," field whispered, out loud. but as 'loud' as his whisper was, it was still an effeminate, airy thing. as if built of bubbles and 'helicopter seeds' and lightning bug wings. it nearly floated away.
Driven to Thirst
Was the mouse's delicate, fragile-as-glass whisper. his pupils began to dilate. "no," she whispered back, even more softly. treading-on-eggshells softly.
The Legend of Spyro - Sins of the past - Chapter 6: Hideout
Spark whispered. getting cover from behind spyro "cynder, climb off me. i need to check what that was" spyro whispered. cynder climbed off slowly "sparx you stay here" spyro continued quietly "oh... you're not leaving me with doomgirl again."
Leaving the Den
"including my own," she whispered, smiling, breathing out. breathing back in.
A Soft, Soft Night
"course," he whispered, a paw clutching at a spoon. "mm." he let go of the spoon. "of course," he repeated. "you're all ... fidgeting." "i'm a mouse," he whispered, staring at the umbrella pole. "i know, baby.