Scotch Pine
"or you," she whispered, "are bein' a silly mouse." "me? a silly mouse?" "mm-hmm. i've often known you to be a silly mouse," she added. "why, i never," field began, giving a mock-scoff. "a silly mouse ... " "mm-hmm.
Blue-Eyed
Aria, in the midst of it, in the midst of the moment, put her muzzle to the mouse's left ear. whispered something unseen. the mouse blushed and looked to her. ears turning red. "mm?" she went. he nodded shyly.
Monuments and Melodies
On it lay navixus, the mouse breathing slowly and steadily as the mouse rested. bandages wrapped around the orange furred midsection of the mouse, blood staining its way through.
Fool For You
The mouse looked pained. prancer, meeting the mouse's eyes, replied, "he told me 'i love you'." the mouse closed her heavily-watered eyes and nodded, smiling slightly. as if this had triggered happy memories of her own love.
Welcome, Mr. Sedway
The mouse remained quiet. " **awnser me!**" arc suddenly howled, bolting up right in rage. to the companions fear arc eyed a wine glass, and allowed a huffed smile to surface once more in his wild eyes. "... you are mr. sedway." the mouse gulped.
Hoosier Tomatoes
So, mouses did that, yes. squeaked and chittered. but, then, the bat reasoned, so do i. i do those things, too. they aren't mouse-exclusive sounds. though i'll admit that mouses 'sing' them well. but, surely, there were other sounds?
Apples of My Eye
No more for mouse-bats. and you are a mouse-bat," he insisted. "say it with me. i am a mouse-bat." "mouze-bats. da ... a mouze-bats." "no, daddy's a mouse. pure-bred field mouse. you're half-mouse, half-bat. mouse-bat.
Hush
I know how to handle mouse-bats," the honey-tan mouse said, eyes going back to his daughter. "i'm sure you do. but we don't got no mouse-bats.
Sin
Its a mouse doe. a white mouse doe. a nice looking white mouse doe. well that certainly did seem like a good thing to know so far, he'd even lick his lips at the thought.
The Anchor Holds
" ... well," the mouse said, as they went. "i'm mated to a bat, and i'm afraid of heights. and you're mated to a mouse, and you're afraid of small spaces." a giggle-chitter.
The Weight: Chapter 5
Humphrey waited for the mouse to turn its head toward him so that its shoulders were revealed to give him a larger target, then as the mouse turned, humphrey made his move.
Darkness
The rat attempted to reach out to the mouse, large paws lifting up. he'd raise his head and lock eyes. "you. . . saved me. . ." the mouse stayed still, suppressing an instinctual impulse to flinch.