Mocha's Cutiemark - Story

He envisioned the kettle tipping at a 45-degree angle, the water gushing out and filling the cup. somehow the picture didn't seem right - perhaps zephyr's idea of coffee was the way to go?

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Important Memories - Singer

My head tipped to the right side, as i tried to think as to whether i had heard such a noise in my short life previously.

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My New PEt

It went from solid red with black tipped ears to red with white hands and feet, ear tips, muzzle, chest, belly, and tail tip. even the tips of his headfur became white.

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Full Character Bios

Stomach area, wrists and hands, tip of tail, and ankles and feet.

Messing with Matt

When the claw tip finally stopped, matt's muzzle had raised slightly, as the razor sharp point of the claw pressed ever so gently against the base of the tiny canine's chin.

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The Story of a found Myth

This wolf was plain gray with dark red paws, tail tip and ear tips. and to top all that of he also had really weird dark red markings on his sides as well.

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The Temple of Tikal

"oh, yeah," he said, taking the banknotes offered to him, adding them to his cash box with the tips he had made throughout the afternoon. "thank you."

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Hey Now, You're An All-Star (Pt. 1)

Team after team collects the first tip of the entire race. "'race on foot to central park'," cal reads. "'and find the next tip box for your next clue'," zander finishes.

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Teaser: River City Nights

The big bear tipped his fedora at me and i nodded back politely. i liked bears; they always made good small talk and usually tipped just as well. as soon as he opened his mouth it was clear he was from the east coast. "grand flaherty hotel."

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What if it was Us? (Prelude)

He bopped me lightly on the tip of my nose, causing me to break my concentration with a small sneeze. "bad foxy." "what? it's not my fault you have a perfectly sculpted ass."

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Everything Or Nothing capter 7 - Late for dinner

The fox was a rusty red color, but his ears were tipped whit white. it looked like his mother had (if he had one,you could never be sure) tiped the tip of his ears in white chocolate.

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Bench of the Melancholy

He grabbed at the white tip with his paw, running his fingers through the fur until reaching the black stripes. timothy didn't know why but playing with his tail always made him feel better.

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