Black Meridian: White Lies
The opossum paused, and nadine worked to twist the knife. "let me tell you boy, we _all_ know your dirty little secrets; the whole camp knows the filthy things you get up to!
A Life In College: Renewing a Bond, Part 1
"What's he on now?" pushing a paw through his hair, Cale looked up from his book. "Fifty seven," Anji replied. "And there's fifty eight," the wolf paused, "Fifty nine now," Anji started to twirl a finger through the air. "You wanna," I paused my...
Horizon: Salvaged Heroes, Ch.1
An opossum in grease-stained mechanic's overalls picked up the datapad. "two thousand?" luke didelph, better known as "mechrat" to his friends, said incredulously. "that won't even cover maintenance." "i know," tanya sighed.
Part 15: Closing the Case
"that must be the opossum," angela spoke. "well, he was an opossum." the dragoness spoke. amanda saw a smile grow on the vulpine's face. "glad he could do something." "amanda, you all right there?" the dragon nudged the mare.
Caffeine and Cuddles: Latte and Oliver #2
Oliver kissed latte on the lips, something that surprised the opossum enough that she dropped the milk on the ground, causing it to spill across the floor and get all over their feet and ankles.
the meeting
When he arrived he greeted his opossum friend in the usual way he did, popping up behind him, which always made him drop to the floor.
beat me
I'm an opossum. i'm a girl. as you'd expect of an opossum girl, i'm a complete bitch. i wear denim, i've punched my fair share of faces and had the favour returned whenever i didn't hit hard enough.
[COMM] Locked Up and Pent Up
He rolled his eyes, letting the excitable opossum browse around while he looked at things himself.
24/7!: A Pink and Blue Diaperfur Adventure, Part 1
She was watching a beaver and a white opossum curiously as their paws flew about and they conducted a rapid, incomprehensible argument.
Horizon: Salvaged Heroes, Ch.5
The cybernetic opossum pulled a couple devices out of his suit's tool belt and strung a wire from his helmet to a box-shaped microphone/speaker in his hand. he pressed it up against a thin patch on the hull and waited for a minute.
Yerba Maté - Chapter 2
Last time was bad, stripey-butt," the opossum that was sitting behind the drums spoke up, snickering. "bite me. i thought that was going to be a solo for chris.
Trash Tsundere
Months later, on another garbage day, a lone opossum in a bright pink sweatband jogged out from her garage.