Tales of Redstreak Chapter 14
"i'm from the narina colony, all of my kind have no head hair." wind dasher frowns and holds hir chin. "i have never heard of a colony with that name." "we were rediscovered a few years ago.
Irmãos de armas (PT-BR)
A respiração firme criavam pequenas nuvens de névoas em frente às narinas enquanto que a humidade da noite continuasse a permear o ar.
Layers: Distance and Destiny
"it's still a personal topic and certainly not one that i'm willing to share with a judgemental asshole so far in the closet that he's crossed over to narina _and_ so far in denial that he's practically drowning in the mediterranean sea!"