Distrust CH1: The Beginning
He was molting from stress, seemingly related to his ptsd. all of them had been diagnosed and each were seeing a therapist regularly. it was just regular for the aftermath of...whatever happened at the old house they lived in. but things were looking up.
Richard and the Fae - Ch02
May your feathers molt and your skin blister! may your beak fall off! may your talons gnarl and become arthritic! you damnable beast!"
Black Sepia - chapter 8
"how's the molt going?" "nearly done, i think," said aziraphale. the old feathers were all gone, of course, but the new ones were still coming in.
Transformation Stream Story 7: Jumping the Jay
As the male taking her from behind scratched at her blue hips, it seemed to set off a chain reaction, her skin splitting and the feathers sprouting from underneath it, ripping through like a snake molting through its old skin.
The Adventures of Devlin Mythryll Episode Three: Enter Silver
"well, at least i am not molting. the day was a day that i never want to revisit at all." he turned on the faucet and put his hands through the running water. he felt very depressed. he had not seen devlin in a long time.
Epilogue: Love Me Forever
His feathers hadn't come back as thick since his last moult. his bleary eyes flicked to his thin arm. bringing in the groceries was getting more difficult. he lifted his shirt.
Gryphon
Some started to molt to make room for more durable feathers. naran dabbed at them, feeling their soft texture between his fingers. just when the bulge of his loins subsided, lira's hindquarters began to sway--no, rock.
TOKYO ZONE Episode 6 Cavern of Secrets
"this is still freshly molted." hikari told the group. "really, how can you tell?" sakura asked her. "just by feeling it." hikari replied. "wow, you must have lots of experience with this."
A Fallen Bird
With her last molting though, most of the clipped feathers have been replaced. she spreads her wings, stretching them out. they've filled in nicely. her magnificent reds and metallic blue/greens shine in the sunlight.
The Summoner - Chapter 2
The spirit shook the wet sand as a molting snake, and huge chunks of sand crashed on the ground below. it began its movement again, struggling under the wet ground.
The Full Moon: Stolas
Stolas stretched out on the sofa facing the television, not caring for his askew robe, the rumpled sheets, the stray, loose feathers that drifted off as if he was going through a moult. it was all part of the bigger picture, if not the grander one.
Hermaphrodite Summer Camp
Now you are fucking a real alpha, with real feathers, and not some molting trash! caw!" cynthia called as if sex made her have a total power trip.