The Paintbrush (Anthro Amaterasu TF/TG)

His arms became much more thin and slender, while his hands became more pawlike, even growing sharp claws at the tip of his fingers. two patches of fur stuck out like wind as andy's shoulders cracked inward.

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Merlin's Revenge Chapter 1

Seeming to be tipping almost on its side robert clutched at the thin office carpeting in a last ditch effort to stabilize himself.

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A Fine Start

Darrek grips onto his tail, starting to weep a little into his tail tip. "j-joel...can i have a hug? it's cold in here..."

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Nickolas Smith Ch.1

The way the tip of one of his ears were white while the other was black, the way the tip of his tail was black instead of her white, the way his front paws were gloved in black while his foot paws were as white as a fresh snow fall.

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The Fairy's World

She giggled and touched the tip of his nose. a chill of power rushed through his body, and he felt everything tense up.

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Lonely Oak Chapter 51

Lyza took another arrow, its tip scraping against the metal stand. the sun beamed from behind the cloud to her left. the sound of a bird broke through the silence.

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Tales of Earth and Animalia Prologue

Was that soulrium had purple ear tips, was wearing a purple loincloth, spiridium who was a male russet with grey highlight furred wolfanum with orange furred ear tips, was wearing an orange tunic.

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Beauty

This particular sound was the song for canines, and it turned the tips of charlotte's fur purple, arc's favorite color. at least, that was what charlotte was told.

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Writer's Block

The words are on the tip of the tongue, but they just won't come.

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Poem #33: The Senses

I feel so wonderful sorrow fills my heart anger seethes my core joy from tip to tip confusion a comfort.

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The Traveler

With barely a thought, he imagined the tip of one of his fingers to be made of nothing but water. as he touched the tip of one of the prisms, he felt the tingling sensation of a wisp latching onto his finger.

The Dragon Librarian of Winter Hallows

Steadily creeping toward the tip. the tip, he noticed, his horror mounting, now looked decidedly more ... spaded and thick. much like the ridges. fatter, even.

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