Secrets in the Ruins (Commission for F3L4N)
No mole rats, no mangy mongrels, and no other wolves to bother us. we could live here for a long time i bet!" felan still had an uneasy feeling, as if there were secrets. that really bad things had happened here a long time ago.
The Spirit Of Love: The doubtful hound and the curious cat
I gave a very smooth mur as the fur on my chest started to fall off, leaving it bare as of a mole rat's skin. i tried not to worry as my chest started to reveal to show my bulk chest faces. " **mmm....you enjoying this?"
Chapter 13: New Normal
"if it's justice we're fugitives from, i'm a naked mole rat," she growled. "i'll make that bitch pay for this somehow." "i won't argue with that. i hardly think being hanged is a just punishment for littering."
Stellar Dreams, Chapter 4
It was hard, because garg, as he called himself, looked like a vaguely humanoid, hugely oversized, scaled naked mole rat, if that mole rat were to roll around in the local filth long enough for the dirt to become stalagmites and stalactites off it's
The Technically a Yard Sale if You Think About It
And with that, kickaha went from having mild distaste for the man to debating the ethics of turning him into a naked mole rat and dropping him off in a zoo. "you know what?" kickaha forced a fake grin. "a dime is fine."
Hellhounds: The Sewer Rat
It isn't the sight of them that bothers furries-naked mole rats are far uglier than sewer rats-but they smell horrible. i could ramble on for days about how much they stink, but the simplest way to sum it down is that they smell like dog shit.
Spirit Bound: Chapter 146
Bertrand like, um, _that;_ the naked mole rats were nice people but _not_the most attractive couple. his mind shifted toward their house and nathanial pressed his paws together tightly. _'no,_ here. _what is conor doing?'
Spirit Bound: Chapter 149
Actually, given the naked mole rat's eyesight, mrs. bertrand probably couldn't see _him._ _'let's give them a bit more time.'_ he had a plan, and time would only help. out back, the savannah cop put cuffs on the polecat.
Rabbit Test Chapter Sixteen
Damn you you son of a poodle and a spastic mole rat! you owe me! wake up!" the next slap was blocked, barely. he grabbed rich's wrist and looked up, taking a minute to recognize rich.
Willow-1
I am mole, of the hedgerow moles." rat pulled on the oars. "rat, of the river." he chuckled.
It's a Grand Old Race
I'm about as much use out there as a sun tan to a mole rat. moral support is about all i can offer; we're not exactly talking long grass and elephants here."