Chapter V: A Hero's Welcome
He smiled contentedly for them before he saw a pine marten woman exit the same hut. maureen glowed especially to see them back together. ...
Everyone Does It: Sour Candy
The pine marten in the kitchen smiled, "heard you loud and clear, taylor! hot wings for the lovely latina." he blushed when he let that last bit slip through. tay shook his head. now he knew they'd met.
Everyone Does It: Into the Night
The pine marten cook, mike, locked the front door after stepping out. she turned, pretending not to see him. he saw the ferretess. "uh, hey, are you waiting for somebody?"
Use as Directed
The family was your typical pine marten group with 2 parents and a single child. the boy looked very much like his father with his chocolate brown fur adorned with a tan chest.
Ego and I.D.
I hope pine marten ears aren't good enough to hear the gator's sweet everythings in mine. either way he doesn't look like he cares.
Adult Signature Required (Commission From Tana Wolf)
The pine marten took a genuine pride in his job: setting up his routes, staging the packages, delivering them all with a smile and a little friendly chit-chat.
Adult Signature Required
The pine marten took a genuine pride in his job: setting up his routes, staging the packages, delivering them all with a smile and a little friendly chit-chat.
Everyone Does It: Surface Tension
The pine marten was equal parts angry, aroused and... he didn't know what else.
Survival of the Fittest
The pine-martens stick carrying hand, his tattered robe carrying over with his arm. the front of the cub's robe drew open from the small movement. the squirrel got a look inside and it appeared as if the feeble boy was emaciated.
Chapter 18: Escape
The pine marten's dark silhouette shook its head, "i'm staying. i want to stay. go, hurry." ellie stared at him a moment longer then walked to the door as fast as she could without her claws scraping the marble and possibly waking the vixen.
Chapter 22 - From the Desk of Mordecai Crossbell - American Division (part 4)
The portly pine marten who ran lumiere electric, and the man i was solely keeping afloat with my contracts for crossbell tower.
Slide (Commission)
A middle-aged, female pine marten on a corner landing ahead of him kept glancing back, failing terribly at keeping her looks discreet.