The Messenger of Monsters
Its nares flared large; it needed to keep hidden from the other large two-legged things. they would try to stop it, and it could not fail.
Double-Up Gryphons
"if your nares weren't so stuffed up from your cold you would've noticed that i'm... on heat." the gryphoness rolled over onto her back, spreading herself out completely, putting herself on display for her mate.
Happy Unbirthday 1 of 2
The thick, moist scent was so strong it was clogging up his nares, he could feel the hot moistness hanging in the air. it was an intoxicating scent that stole his attention from the glorious lion show he was watching.
A bit of this and that and fluff
His new muzzle stretched out painlessly into the mixture of canine and dragon features, twitching little nares visible at the slender tip of his new sleek strong jaws. his eyes were hazel as that cream coloration spread over his face.
Forest Keep 48
It had been tidied significantly since her previous visit and her nares quivered at the delicious scents curling in the steam escaping from the covered platters.
Tricks and Feathers
Such made his nares flush a moment, of all the times he's been here nothing like this has happened! "so the big, powerful beast likes being hapless for a couple of girls is what you're saying? good! why, we can use his own feathers to..."
Roomies
Reynard gave a sheepish grin, and his nares flushed a little in embarrassment. denayr smiled and nodded. "sure, i'd love to show you around. there's a neat little café a block from the campus.
Blackness O Thy Wings
I stick a smoke in my beak, lighting it and gusting a few puffs from my nares. it's a nice club lysandora works for-real classy for downtown.
Force
The scent of cold exhaust and old oil assualted her nares as she approached her vibrantly red car, nearly the same shade as the gryphoness' fur. she paused for a moment, hearing the echos of her footsepts off the dank concrete walls. 'ugh.
A Duck-Billed Travesty: Melvin's Journal Entry
She breathed in my musk, making a whistling noise from the nares on her beak, and giggled some more. my back arched. she moved in deeper. another moan escaped my shuddering beak.
Her Grandeur
'your tasteable scent overpowers my nares; why have you not cleansed your cloth?' the clouds parted before she would've answered.
Stud Duty
Inhaling deeply through his 'nares, the drake gryphon crooned softly and bumped his beak against her backside, although that could have been partly her fault in grinding back so enthusiastically at him.