Widdershins - Chapter One
He paused and slowly lifted the hat from his head, a brown fluffy bunny sat atop his short hair. it seemed quite content there. the act drew gasps and cheers from the crowd, the children especially. "how did he do that mummy?! his hat was empty!"
Get a Grip!
Her slim fingers sifted easily through my short hair; it was pleasant and reminded me of when my mother used to do the same. her hand left my head and i opened my eyes. "should i not have done that?" "what, no, you didn't do anything wrong.
Prisoner of the Yellow Sign – Part 2
An asian woman with short hair glared at him, the sound interrupting her discussion in aramaic with a cadaverous elderly gentleman. people tutted and elbowed six as he stumbled to a halt, a rock amongst the flowing tide of bodies.
Catholic Bitch: Cathouse for Dogs
"you know, meag," he said, glancing over his shoulder at the short-haired, grey dog. "when i graduated from college that's how _i_celebrated. not with dogs, of course," he laughed. "i wonder if they serve female clientele...
Nuclear Hawwlacaust
Titus stood out from the other young men in the camp with their short hair, his stood in a tall, proud foot high black mohawk of bristly hair.
The breath of life Chapter 04: Premeditated discovery.
When it comes to the door the man is soon to open it, now that dan can remember his life and see him, he wore a gray coat, thin, seemed to be between thirty to forty years and short hair.
For All He's Worth
He leaned back in the recliner he sat in and ran his masculine hand through his short hair. he hadn't planned for something like this. he was living paycheck to paycheck as it was. his lease was almost up, and his parents were out of the picture.
Pup Popper
His short hair was trapped beneath a black baseball cap marked k-9, and a rubber vest hung down over a black t-shirt tight enough to show off every muscle he had.
Echoes of a dry world chapter 3
Polin took off her mask and lowered her hood, she was a short-haired feline, with a face full of scars.
From My Patreon: A Bite To Eat [Story, Werewolf]
She ran her fingers through her short hair, scratching along her scalp and down the back of her neck. looking out of the window, kari realized why her stomach had grumbled. the sun was beginning to set and she hadn't even realized it.
Werewolf Tale II - Chapter 15 - Werewolf Scouting
The woman that emerged from the house, alex suspected, was about as old as his mother; her short hair, like shane's, was jet black. after she noticed and focused on them, the scents the open door had released reached alex's nose.
Of Dogs and Young Men Part 20
It's not uncommon for the short hair breeds to be shown early along with any of the brachycephalic dogs that can't cope with heat well. they were going into the ring fairly close together.