Catching the Outlines
I mean, i'm a mouse, but ... mice aren't rare, but ... my kind of mouse is. very. you know ... it's ... " he reached for another paw-ful of the crackers. licked his lips a bit. let out a sigh. "i get ... i get lonely," he admitted.
Bluebirds Fall
The mouse shrugged. "i guess so. if it isn't, we'll say it is." she grinned. showing her teeth. "i'm just an odd mouse, though. a fierce, odd ... hoosier mouse. a fierce, odd mouse," he said, shrugging. "i love my home.
Stolen Heart of Fire chapter 15
The situation became even more frightful when mice began crawling from these red puddles. the red liquid dripped off the mice revealing white fur underneath soon after they emerged. at first there were only a few mice.
What will come Ch1
The mouse girl who only watched the fight, whimpered some not sure if the dragon was here to save her or just wanted the scroll for himself. "who... who are you" the mouse said after the dragon had dropped the broken stick.
Rivers of Suggestion
"no bites," the mouse said weakly (with no conviction). "no bites ... " "why not?" she teased. the mouse just flushed and blushed. ears flooding with blood, and turning a deeper shade of pink.
Happy Teeth
"does the mouses," she asked, her accent heavy, "wash with salt-water rinse? daily?" "uh ... " "one does not want the mouses to have gingivitis." a purring sound. more poking and prodding of the mouse's teeth. it hurt! a bit ... anyway.
Race Weekend
Like, i know there are different kinds of mice. most of the mice around here seem to be field and deer mice." "i'm an indiana bat. actual species. we're ... somewhat endangered, i guess you could say."
Something Fire-Like
But how could the mouse protect when he was the one that needed protecting? and these haunted halls seemed to whisper poetry to the back of the mind. things liks ... oh, mouse, oh mouse ... blow hard, and let the water burn!
The Project
The mouse folded her arms about her staff, leaning forward.
What Kind of Force
Contest me, mouse," she assured, "and i will win." "so, i'm just 'mouse' ... you can't call me by my name? we were intimate, advent. i ... i'm just 'mouse' to you?"
Sepia-Hued Dangers
I'm a mouse." he opened his eyes. giving her a tired, weak smile. "i'm a mouse," he repeated. the snow leopard paused. "i do not understand ... are you saying your problem is that ... you are a mouse? are you not proud of being a mouse?"
Vespers
The mouse vowed to never take that for granted. 'keep me humble,' the mouse prayed, silently, inside ... ' ... even in my dreams.