D.E1 Crossover - Chapter Six
Landing next to yukiomaru, the grey furred warrior led yukiomaru to the exit of the hanger finally where they walked through the inner decks of the ship.
Stepping on the right tail
In the end he thought of a question, which wouldn't imply too much, yet showing their relation to the grey fur. "w-won't your friends m-mind me?" jason stuttered.
In With a Scurry
Looking back to her, the grey-furred mouse nodded. "not married, then?" "no," was the answer. regret, deep pain in his eyes. loneliness. something he didn't want to talk about. "no," he repeated.
Tales of Furlingas- choose your own story text adventure
Standing a diminutive five foot four inches tall, kenia is covered in light grey fur, except for the black of his gloves and socks, a small black diamond of fur between his emerald green eyes is the only none grey fur. his body is lithe and trim.
Teaser: Commercial Break
The thirteen-year-old grey-furred poodle looked great in clothing ads for other ferals, but there was an invisible barrier to get into television.
Perspective
Thankfully for the wolf, right as he was about to hit his limit he felt those talented claws move down, squeezing and kneading the quad muscles of his thick, half-white and half-grey furred thighs.
Best Friends
He was well built, with a full coat of sleek grey fur. he had a long luscious tail and beautiful green eyes that exhumed warmth and kindness.
[Com] Fox McCloud (Starfox) Vs Wolf O' Donnell Part 2
Those grey furred hips bounced atop those orange and white furred buns with the rhythm and grace that only years of being an ass hound could give.
JBIAF: Physical Education
Replied ellen the brunette-"hared", grey-furred rabbit of the group. "now, let's fill up half of this glass. you all have a chance of redeeming those grades!" "really?!"
Raging Tiger, Chapter 1 - A Morning in Pyre
A simply clothed wolf with grey fur drove it. following the wagon were four manacled slaves, carrying an assortment of crates and packages, their muscles straining under their respective burdens, fur matted with sweat.
Murdering My Valentine
I slowly turned, clouded in anger as i spotted the grey furred anthro lion. the lion dressed in a blue t-shirt and black skinny jeans walked towards me with a grin on his face.
Diplomatic Immunity
There's a vague glimpse of someone grey-furred in something yellow before the tod is pulled inside with a happy yip, his bags thudding on the ground.