Loyalty to a Master
furball,” huffed nix-ithak, reaching for a bookstack to organize. “well. i can. but i’d like to talk about your constant need for rebellion. you treated me with more respect when maznok was alive.”
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 14
"hey furball, how are you feeling?" his pale eyes never once left hers. she felt his worry ebb and flow through the link. sharra actually managed a small smile, no small feat considering the way she felt. "sore." she mumbled through a parched throat.
Open Content Stream Story: Inspired by the Brothel
"well, rannoi, i thought so too, but who knows where that little furball went." "if either of you are truly curious, it would not be hard to check." the dragon shook his head at the statue-esque 'woman' behind him.
Somewhere Out There Act 11 - Damn Regret
Whereas bryce's statement from the night before about how much this furball could release if he was teased enough recalled in his grey mind.
Slaved To Heat
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A Dance of Mud and Bubbles
"the next furball that pranks me will be chucked right over the gates of yukumo," aguron vented as soon as the troupe took to a side road leading to a staging area.
ND10 - A Small Accident
“let me out, you overgrown furball. or gods help me, once i grow back, i wi- pweh!” he was forced to sputter as her tongue rose, slapping against his face. he could feel the extra saliva trickling down his back, making him shiver.
Untouched Sands
I used the black straps on the backpack to secure it, and then nodded, feeling the pink furball still resting on my head. "ready to play, kiki?" "nya~!"
Marshmallow chan affliction
A cute little deviously cunning furball. that has ensnared so many with her cute playfully ways. it was long ago that i meet this creature i call marshmallow. and from that day on i will always look out for her.
The Tip Of The Iceberg
I'll take your word for it, furball." she chuckled, pulling him inside where many were gathering towards a large room that seemed to be just a massive floor covered in pillows.
A Night Out, A Night In - Chapter 04 : Cinnamon and a Spicy Tale
"so tell us, furball," thissle said, "how did you and shaasta, of all people, manage to get yourselves captured by slavers?"
Triplet Caution
Still afraid you’re going to swallow a furball if you groom them like i do?” \>she licks daisy on the muzzle to emphasize her point \>”hey now, i never said the brush was for grooming the kids little miss bed head.”