Nocturne
And, oh, the honey-tan field mouse was doing/enjoying one of his very favorite (mm, mm-hmm) things.
Cleaning Comes First
"field mouse? that honey-tan fur?" "probably." a pause. "but what kind of mouse would that make peregrine?" "meadow mouse," peregrine said. seldovia and mortimer, both barking in surprise, spun, wide-eyed. startled.
Full Upright Position
And in such delicate, careful ways, knowing the field mouse had his limits. a very-distracted squeak. naked mouse-tail hanging in an arch-like line, raised, wavering. she heard his squeak. registered it. and kept going.
Waiting for Thunder
In padding the field mouse, into the captain's ready room, the double-doors swishing shut behind him (once his long, 'liable-to-get-jammed-in-doors' tail was clear, of course). "emerson." graham knew without looking up. mouses had distinct scents.
To Touch and Know
The field mouse nodded genuinely, his whiskers twitching. his tail snaking behind his chair as he un-peeled the banana. azalea continued, "it's just that ... i don't know, like ... " her whiskers twitch.
Ask a Silly Question
"a vase," the field mouse breathed, sighing softly. "it must've been leftover from when the butterflies used to live on the surface. i found a few other things, too.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 39
He could see it swivel inside the monster's skull and lock onto his little's brother's, freezing him in place like an adder would paralyse a field mouse with its stare.
A Real Festival Celebration 3
Giltadoa was somewhat obscured by the brown-furred field mouse getting a dose already, the rodent's mouth hanging open and drool running out of his muzzle. he was sucking on the hybrid's thumb, panting all the while, oozing into his pants.
A Real Festival Celebration 1
Eventually, a field mouse manager for the hotel cleared his throat and addressed the crowd.
Squad Goals - Ch13
Georgia, linda's wife and the genetic donor that had assisted with making april's birth possible, was a field mouse with a downey brown-grey coat, even shorter than either of the squirrels, and extremely retiring.
Catfood Ep. 20 - Tryout day - Preparing
"_if that isn't a camera, then i'm a field mouse. i wonder how they can see anything while the water is running._" i turned the water back on and began to rinse.
Return to Oz: Chapter 2
And not pesky field mice, like he was used to back home, but hordes, swarms of white and brown and black mice, each one with eyes shining with intelligence and armed with ropes, needle-swords, and little bows and arrows.