Axolotl Eternity
I had begun to take out my brush and started fixing up this large, coal colored mane called my hair, and i began to gently brush through the laces of fur.
Episode Four: MAABB
The milker recovered and brushed at his vest. he had white bars on his wings, the grass vest, and the attitude, but his head was black and crestless. tr'lia dropped her beak and brushed at the bags and sashes. "where's your friend?" lili blurted. "um.
The Awakened Wake Within
Give me fire, give me earth call the elements and name my birth wrap me in air, annoint me with water name me now, the element's daughter brush me with embers, brush me with dust paint the sacred symbols on me with rust wash me in winds, drown
Unwinding Coils
He let his coils brush more powerfully, intense in their grasping, rolling the lion around and squashing the tension out.
Chapter 7: Charity
She reaches into her bucket of tools and pulls out a brush to begin working on kyra's fur at the shoulders.
Pokemon Story - Brave Child and the Spooky Woods Ch. 2
She shouted, but her words were blocked by the thick brush. she coudn't hear her friends calling back to her either. "guys?!" she said again, but no response. the brush all but muffled her voice.
A Day in the Life of a Shark
Her tailfin brushed the walls of the hall that led to the small bathroom that seemed all the more cramped when graced with her presence.
Sparkle and the upset dragon
She then started brushing the dust off the dragon with the feather duster. "haha stop stop! that tickles!" the dragon laughed again, kicking his feet. "don't worry! i'm almost done!" sparkle said, making sure to brush his feet too. "no, no! stop, stop!
A Thief's Adventure
The thief bolted away, disappearing into the brush yet again. the guard beast took off after him, as did the trainer, and so began the chase.
Dust Shorts: First Hunt
So, she had given chase, running through the brush and around trees at full speed. she was determined to get her catch. even if it meant getting scratched up by brush as she ran through it. her gaze was locked onto a deer, a doe this time.
A Big Advantage
He put the razor down and brushed the excess fur off his arm. glancing over at the paper one more time to make sure he had it memorized, he pulled the small brush and pot of ink from the pouch.
Streets of His City | Chapter 2
He always enjoyed being brushed. in fact, that was one of the reasons he bathed so frequently. nothing felt more soothing to him than the warm tingle of the brush as it trailed through his fur, gently grazing his skin.