Hell Forged: Epilogue
A lone sister came walking up behind sister lorain, an arctic fox wearing glasses and a similar navy-blue habit holding a ledger.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 47
It was an old habit of hers to do this whenever someone asked her if she was hurt, or what had happened to her face, or if she had decided to head-butt a tree stump, and the answer she gave was just as much a habit as everything else. "no, i'm fine."
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 48
It was an old habit of hers to do this whenever someone asked her if she was hurt, or what had happened to her face, or if she had decided to head-butt a tree stump, and the answer she gave was just as much a habit as everything else. "no, i'm fine."
BUSTED!!
"if you tell mom and dad then i suppose they are going to find out about your little habit" jolt said in a sly tone to which josh gave a gulp and ashley gave a puzzled look. jolt then grinned and looked at ashley." you didn't know?
No Frills: Napstar
He developed a habit of greedily keeping anything he could, and food became a perfect symbol of this as it was the only thing he really could keep indefinitely: once food was eaten, it was his forever. he kept this habit for life.
Character Bio - Aniro Sukuro
Obsessions/habits: obsesses over missing pages in books; has a habit of sitting in trees when alone; doesn't like being at home when writing.
Worlds Collide
Yuri commanded the ai as he considered the possibility that there was an undetected habitable planet.
Wolf's Prey Blurb 1 -- Non-Canon
"it's just a habit i've got. i always wiped the tip when i first learned to jerk off. some guys just flicked their mess off and i found somethin' to wipe mine on. i swear mister tiggles still smells bleachy."
The new kid
Owen clicked away with his glasses balanced oddly on his beak, just showering phil with school spirit and pride, phil played with the black dot on the end of his tail, something born out of habit, a habit brought on by boredom. he didn't care.
Walking the Distance - Part 1-1/2
; leo: habits?
Robin Epilogue
The tigress, who had (after quite a lot of persuasion) finally abandoned her habit frowned and let out a heavy sigh. "i'm sorry, robin... it's just... old habits, and all...
Left for Dead
It was a force of habit, a habit grown from a conscious effort to keep his right paw free to draw his gun at a moment's notice. after years of practice the habit had become ingrained.