A Night Out, A Night In - Chapter 06 : Stand Off and Stand Down
"first, this long-eared lady is karma," he gestured to the furling rabbit. sharani looked her over and gave her a welcoming hug.
RedTails : The Paddled Princess Chapter 03 - An Awakening
After adjusting his bindings, the mouse then struggled to get a furling pony filly secured into the other lightning seat.
RedTails : The Paddled Princess Chapter 02 - Party Crasher
This was more than enough to shut the two furlings up.
The Saga ch.1
Lost small civil war to rain furl. brother-in-law with rain furl. male. deceased. vesen "the lame" wels - black with white splotches, and a tail that's bent at an odd angle halfway down. former dictator of shlera. male.
RedTails : The Paddled Princess Chapter 01 - Street Sentence
The cruiser sported the markings of the regency court, and arlin recognized the pretty furling otter lass at its controls.
RedTails : The Ringtailed Terror - Chapter 01
As far as the stunned furling could determine, koney reacted with barely a flinch, "they must do this ritual on a regular basis," she thought.
Trouble In The Forest
I shout, as instructed brandon jumps through and i follow him shortly, as i jump through the portal i appear in the armory on the other side and the scroll furls itself back up. i walk over and pick it up and place it in my holder.
A Night Out, A Night In - Chapter 03 : Penance, Passion, and a Bath
A four-poster bed large enough to sleep at least six elf or furling-sized people dominated the southwest corner of the room.
A Night Out, A Night In - Chapter 05 : Safety Briefing
A minute later, the elf laughed softly and held the furling close to him, lips pressing against muzzle. "hansen, you are one devious little imp," he declared, "go ahead and share your fun little idea."
Actaeon -- A Nymph in Need
Smoke furled upward and clouded her vision. slipping around his side, irene drew the bridle from thin air, and wrapped it around actaeon's nose.
A Night Out, A Night In - Chapter 07 : Final Instructions
"patience, my little boink bunny," he said, as his fingers teased the furling's pulsing shaft and sensitive tip, eliciting a soft whimper from him. "i don't want you spent before the evening is through either."
The Torch is Lit
We seek your hearts to join with ours to build a better world a kinder, gentler, novel place, where fear's banners stay furled.