Potato Soup
His whiskers twitched a few times, then stopped. otter-whiskers weren't the over-active kind. they were very low-key. "you gotta cut them," rhine whispered back. "the potatoes." "oh." he flushed beneath his fur, giving off some extra heat.
Gothic Cathedrals
His whiskers did a twitch-sniff. a sniff-twitch. a twitch or two. she watched the motions. and gave a singular twitch of her own whiskers. as if silently showing off her lack of kinetic excess.
Riparian
"we'd just use up more resources that way," advance said, whiskers twitching. "i mean, if we can squeeze seven into one pod ... might as well do it. besides, it'll only take a few minutes to get over there."
The Oulander 1 1
His whiskers had turned a silvery grey, his rugged fur and long beard adding to the haggard look of the once grand warrior mouse. he peered sadly through sunken eyes feeling his strength ebbing away.
The First Stand (Boldly Going Forward Preview)
His whiskers twitched as he watched the status messages roll across the screen. engines green. plasma canons ready. missiles loaded. deflector shields primed. the fighter rocked in the cradle as he kicked his rudder pedals.
Lion man
Mufasa rolled his eyes in annoyance, looking at the gooing baby with his whiskers in his hands. **end chapter 1** **poor mufasa lol review and rate ^.^**
One of a kind: chapter 7
Cool breeze greeted their whiskers and head fur. jasper, now catching the flow of the incident, reluctantly obeyed the white sabretooth's lead. it was cold, but his pride was somewhat colder to him.
Alabaster and the Ring of Winter - Chapter 1 - The Midsummer Festival
The otter snorted derisively, bringing his stein to his lips, but the raccoon could see the tell-tale smirk on terrance's whiskered muzzle. he'd join them, eventually.
Arc 1 - Part 5 - Heist by Night
whiskers bowed down by rain water, soaked to the skin and with the heavy weight of his leather pouch about his neck tatty took a few seconds to gather himself.
Beautifully Tethered
A whisker-twitch, massaging her muscles, her back. her fur. rubbing the flea medication in more thoroughly than he needed to (but getting no objections from her). "darling?" a blink. snapping back from her thoughts. "yes ...
While We Decompress
His whiskers twitched. his paws shook. "we're losing ... " the lights flickered. " ... main power," chester finished, craning his head upward. whiskers twitching. ears swiveling. full of tics. nervous motions.
Transformed into the Easter Bunny
Picking up a coloured egg from the basket with a pair of surprisingly dextrous forepaws, the rabbit sniffed it, glassy-eyed, and looked out at the new, new world with his whiskers quivering.