The master or the puppet
The eyes it had now, along with the realistic shiny black feathers, gave it a more lifelike feel. the problem with that is it looked too real.
NOC ch20: Into the Serpent's Lair
The glimpse of feathers atop his head. "...you're aaron," marcus said, forcing the words out as they attempted to claw their way back down into his belly. the viper grinned, shaking his head. "damn.
The gryphon and the couatl
With final effort the feathered serpent managed to push the bulge into its midsection. even the thickest of its coils was swollen to twice its usual girth and the contours of the gryphon's body stood out through the scales and feathers.
TS: Chaper 1
A golden aura came from sparktrivis' hands, and between them materialized a golden feather. "what is that?!" i asked. "a thunder plume!" she answered. "take it, please! it's for you, anyway!"
Maid's View
The medium grey of her feathers bobbed lightly as the dutch angel dragon used one clawed paw to push off the closest wall, propelling herself across the main room of her apartment, her target being the unassuming drawing table beside the laptop sitting open
Birds of a Feather Prologue
#1 of birds of a feather alright! i'm back in the game!
Ruffling some Feathers
For feathers' sake, you pierce the veil of night like it is bright daylight." "we're not birds, naran. get that silly thought out of your head. birds perch, gryphons lounge.
Tora- The Feather Badge
"you and your pokémon showed a lot of heart, and for that, i'm awarding you this feather badge as proof of your victory." he held out a lavender feather-shaped badge in his hand, which chris took with appreciation.
Snapshots - Raven Feathers
Raven's eyes shut tight, sliding her feathered back against his wiry fur, bracing as he gyrated wildly, stroking both of them over the climactic precipice.
Short story "Feather"
It was a slightly tousled, black-gray feather. in that instant, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind. the feather, it could only belong to - her. i was so lucky, that i've met - her. since - she - too wasn't human.
Lust and a Feather Duster
Blake took the feather duster firmly into his paw, and he pushed the thick handle into jenny's lower lips until the tip hit her cervix.
Dance of the Dying Feathers
Qae-zel shut his eyes as well, and they leaned as close to each as they could, feathers lightly brushing against each other through cold unfeeling metal.