Isn't It Beautiful
His was fur a rich brown, lightening to a tan across his chest and muzzle, his thick mane a dark umber. "you know, evan, that wasn't very funny." "seemed pretty funny from down here."
A Shapeling's Service
They were similar to how he had remembered them--humanoid in shape and form, blue-grey skin, umber hair, a sultry look filled with mystique.
Ecstasy or Oblivion - Session 8
A young umber-skinned man with a round face and body in a collared long-sleeve t-shirt said, "i'm kwame opare. fcat project manager. " the scowling dark-haired woman said, "i'm ferwa akiki. coo."
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 27
The deep umber wood contrasted sharply with the morning's fresh snowfall. the acolytes must have scraped the surface of the steps clean. "contrast," she said aloud, then made her way up the steps and into the building.
[Patreon] Taming the Hellhound
Her mane was wild black, with streaks of blood red and umber orange. her form was humanoid, muscular and compact like the finest of warriors.
Drawing a Tiger
-if i did not know better i'd think you were scared of me - smirked the tiger - your pulse just went to a three-digit umber. i can hear.
Room Service
It had a cosy colour scheme made up of warm browns, lighter coffee colours and a few umber throw pillows. a box of expensive, belgian treats sat on a desk opposite the king-sized bed.
Quenching His Flame
Chalky dust coated his umber scales, making the almost motionless creature appear to be a toppled statue left upon the rough stone floor.
For Scent-a-mental Reasons (Commission for Kwandry)
I..." the otter stuttered, locking eyes with tahlyn: fear and panic in the tiger's umber eyes behind prescription lenses; longing quickly descending into unbridled lust of the green eyed otter.
a Fall From Grace Chapter 3
Thighs bunched into steely cords beneath his short, umber pelt while he tried to twist and strain away from the searing heat that was slowly seeping its way along the length of his shaft.
Sharing Puppies, Part 1
His dark-russet fur was spattered with umber spots, seeming to fit his name with a look almost like well-browned meat. joe couldn't help but get a good look at all the _meat_ he had, thick slabs of fat weighing down his impressively-hefty frame.
The Choice
Emerald eyes, burnt umber hair, the muscle-tone of a kodokan judo master, the unsettling presence of a fur coat; it had to have been tera. after that thought, i slapped myself again, just for good measure.