Leather and Leashes - A Teaser For the Eager
When i awoke again, it was from a lone feral bird chirping in a nearby tree. sunlight filtered in through the cracks of my blinds, and the wind from my partially opened window greeted me with the scent of fresh pine.
The Avian's Apprentice: Chapter 14 - Elacce
That the feral birds had started to whistle and sing. that the forest around them had started to change from its nocturnal slumber to its morning revelry. no.
Clueless chapter 20: You can't tell anyone I'm fat!
My ears became aware of the chirping of feral birds and the vrooming of cars off on the school road. i guess my brain needed to reprocess my sense of reality from basic sensory input.
A New Chocobreeder - Chocobotaur + Feral TF(Ver B)
The other half is that you'll become a mindless, feral chocobo instead.
The Legendary Beasts
When the light disappeared, both ra and apophis had shrunken down to a much smaller size, roughly the size of a feral bird and snake.
AMAHBC Chapter 2
There were about 7 rather comfortable chairs and paintings of feral birds on the wall. one of the paintings actually depicted an anthropomorphic bird family. i found it rather nice.
Black Meridian 21: Seeing Spots
On the other side of the curtain membrane, the crowd wooed as a flock of wild feral birds exploded outward, furiously beating their wings as they exited the tent and escaped into the night.
The Fall of Sam & Kara
On top of which, one of the main characters is a feral shaped bird, but sentient.
Trouble Sleeping (vore story)
And the feral bird replied, to her initial surprise. he'd come back day after day, and she'd named him cantaloupe.
ARGO Chapter I ~ Damned
A few feral birds cawed loudly and i couldn't see the canopy, just deep green and brown. i hadn't looked to my right, but the tallest building i'd ever seen would envy this forest. or rather, it was a jungle, in this setting.
Black Meridian 26: Closed Circle
He shivered as he entered; two tall wooden crosses erected out the front, some poor bastard's remains hanging limply on one, his flesh little but food for the feral birds now.
Thick Thighs & High Tides | P2: Hips on Fire
The sounds of the forest, the clicks of cicadas, grasshoppers, rhythmic calls of the feral birds, branches snapping and falling--percussion. my two hands clutched the tree as i let my hips swivel through a squat.