Kazufox Interview #1
(the arm splits open, silver hatch opens sucking in energy, propeller spins counterclockwise and fist stars shining gold) this is my power! the power of shell shurigun!
The hunter at sunset
When he drew near enough to the buck which was standing a little ways from the rest of the heard, the large lion crouched low, powerful muscles in his hind limbs bunching, before propelling him onto the back of the buck, forepaws grasping the creatures neck
Tails' Airborne Disaster
Onward tails spun in the air, propelled more by his thundering bowels than his tails. amy rose exited from one of the buildings and seeing the commotion, she glanced up, not knowing what to make of the sight of her friend spinning overrhead.
Of Fox and Wolf Chapter 1: Water and Blood
The lion lifts his leg to his chest and propels it back down with great force, directly onto the outstretched arm of the fox. \*crunch\*. the fox screams out in agony as the bones in his left arm shatter in an instant.
Devoured by Ants
propelling itself towards the planet with its massive wings, it was met with a barrage of lasers and slugs, the likes of which it had never imagined.
request story - starsage
The force of sudden movement pushing the cat back and into the pouch of the jock as it was propelled across the room.
Value Added Growth (A SynTech Story)
It popped upwards a moment later, propelled by the incredible pressure of a huge load of muscle-raccoon jizzle.
STV, 1-02: Silver Feathers
There he is playing 'hydro thunder', dilly driving the miss behave boat, whose propeller is a fan instead of a propeller. after some time, dilly's race at the thunder park track is a success, able to reach 1st place, but he doesn't have fastest time.
The River
She looked behind her, not expecting the otter to follow her, but was surprised to see that it had indeed, and was swimming beside her, using its thick tail to propel itself.
Chapter II - Saki Le'Lune
Then his eyes and fingers were wandering over the small wings of the propellers. "damn i knew it." he ripped one of the propellers off and looked at the cables. "that guy hit the control unit." i followed his eyes and saw it too.
Lady Be Good
Four engines ran down either side of the _savannah_, in armored pods that were supposed to protect the machinery and encircled the propellers in a metal shroud.
High Level
She could tell by the noise that it was not, actually, a twin-_engined_ aircraft, either, even before the windmilling propeller made that obvious. the t8p's starboard engine did not appear to be functioning.