In With a Scurry
They scurry. every-fur knows that." the mouse just nodded a bit, somewhat shyly. "we do scurry," he whispered, for the sake of conversation. whiskers twitching and ears going swivel-swivel atop his head. he looked around. his crew. his senior staff.
Scurry-ful
"they get scurry-ful." a pause, and a nod. "yes. scurry-ful." "scurry-ful? scurry-ful isn't a word," field stated plainly. "well, it should be," adelaide assured. "it totally should be. i mean, why isn't it?"
Scurrying in Place
"if i did that ... you'd be scurrying in place." "but i wouldn't be ... into walls. into ... tripping over. keep," he asked, "me still." "i try, darling." "i'm sorry ... " "no ... no, i try, and i ... won't stop. alright?
Of Scurry and Flight
But mouses, having so much scurry and energy, had to watch their sugar intake. give a soda or lots of cookies to a mouse, and they'd literally try and scurry up walls. sugar highs.
Elevators by Alpha Wolfio
That is the inquiry once it stops on your floor you better scurry fit one, then two, then three more if only there were several elevators galore this one is broken this one is stuck now there's no line quite the clusterfuck
Scurrying around the Estate
Squeaks waves at them as she scurries down the hall. an outdoor dining area is bound to be chilly, but as she runs out the door, she's immediately hit with the balmy warmth and wind of a twilight beach. she gasps, spinning behind her.
The Kobold and the Prince
scurry whispered to him, drawing his gaze, his attention back to her.
Canyon Arrow
If you scurry. scurry, arabella. scurry. and, so, she did. she did. gritting her teeth, panting, her pace slowing, she scurried. she didn't care if she collapsed upon getting through this place, she was going to get through.
Brush and Sniff - Teaser
"a scurri!" he howled with delight. "you got one! thank you, thank you!" there were cheers and murmurs from others. shan came forward, brow creased in confusion as she leaned in for a closer look at the cage. "you wanted a scurri for your pen-tura?
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 3 of 37
Soon my head is pounding and i rocket to my feet, scurrying to my bedroom to shut off my alarm. half-groggy i take a cold shower to wake up.
The Desert Mouse
Tried to get up and scurry. but couldn't! and the snake came closer. closer. it's scaly, tubular body swirling, slithering. so disgusting. dear god, please! please! help me! please ... protect me.
Hush
Normally, he scurried out, scurried back. he liked to scurry. but it'd been ten minutes, and he still hadn't come back. and, reaching out with her mind, adelaide had sensed his paralyzed fear. she'd gone to fetch him immediately.