Show and Tell
It was a hot day inside of the apartment, feeling each roll of sweat go down her purple pelt, even a flying fox had a hard time staying cool. It was worse now that her clothes had finally been removed, she studied herself in front of the view like...
The Wandering Shadow: Chapter Twenty
That one--the wolf girl--is in a delicate state now. we can help, but you must come now." without hesitation will nodded, picking jenna up as he stood. "lead the way." the three monks turned wordlessly with the expectation that the others would follow.
Beauty of the mind - Whatever remains #3
The desperate wolfess cried, the first tears for days raining down on the table as her heart burst ablaze in mere seconds.
Fearful Run
Tucking himself as best he could on the branch he closed his eyes, shivering as he hoped the wolf would pass.
A Night to Remember
They spooked back when it parted again, another wolf materializing before them, eyes shining like lasers locked on red paw. his teeth were bared up well past the gums, blood glistening in the faint light of the stars.
Beastars: A/B/O Deconstruction
"well, i think among wolves it's more like that," he said thoughtfully. "since their females are the ones that go into throes of passion while in heat, rather than the males." "that ... makes sense... i guess?" she grimaced.
Break
The same could not be said of the other lawyer, separated only by a sleek rectangular glass table, the gray wolf carried herself with a chip on her shoulder, glaring at the lion like he was a prey barely worth her notice, and maybe she was right.
Lynn in The Mirror (Valentine's GT)
\>"C'mon girl, you've g-got this." \>Lynn's hands returned to cover her frustrated face \>Her whole figure drooped with a sigh. 10 minutes of sitting in front of a mirror had only made her more anxious. \>She was more nervous than when she presented...
Royal Flush
The wolfess looked looked tough, with sharp eyes, a slightly strong frame, and some visible strength in her arms.
Playthings of the Rich and Famous: Chapter 3
She was a wolf, and her muzzle was longer than it 'should' be. her eyes were 'too small'. ears 'too far forward'. she was "too tall" for a woman.
The Firing Squad
Rickson held his 70's styled Savage, twenty-two Bolt Action, Single-Shot rifle in his paws. Being the gentle, kind Pitbull he's always been, he never thought he'd actually have to do something like this. Taking aim at the blindfolded canine before...
Turtles for Sue
Ever since we were children, I remember Sue always complaining that she wanted a pet turtle. All through kindergarten, she'd talk about it during recess and snack time. She even had a stuffed turtle toy that she'd bring to show and tell every...