Feathers
Warm, soft and light feathers all around and inside him, keeping him comfortable and heavy, making it impossible to move or think. everything was feathers, and everything would be feathers, forever. and that felt just good.
The Feather
Your soul rivals the feather and shall be used to bring the feather back." confusion coursed through her mind as to what the voice meant.
Feathers
The wind ruffles my feathers as i go into a light quick jog than a full on fast run, there is the edge of this island.
Wolf's Tickle Torure
The he took a orange feather and came to wolf's right feet. -now we gonna see if you're so strong like you say the fox started to brush the sole with the feather. the wolf felt something strange and his body started to shake.
Friendship Forged Among the Pines
Nick pushed the door open and stepped into the room. The young wolverine looked around. There were four or five bunk beds against the wood-paneled walls, a large window overlooking large pine trees outside and the lake beyond, a fireplace, a bathroom,...
Resonance
Disclaimer: This story contains adult language, alcohol abuse, and homosexual themes. ~ Samuel stood in the dark bathroom of his tiny, one-room apartment. He bent over the sink and splashed water on his face and muzzle. Drying them with a...
Drifting feathers
Helping her to towel off, he paused to make a few adjustments to her feathers, noticing a few that were out of place. she would start molting soon enough, but for now he could keep her feathers straightened up for her.
Birds of a Feather
Blue feathers, however, did fly off in all directions.
Blu's Feathers
#2 of commissions a little rio commission i did for someone who wishes to remain anonymous about blu losing all his feathers.
The Warmth of Feathers
Movement came from under the bird's feathers. he could feel thellos shifting about, being drawn completely into his womb.
The Softness of Feathers
His wings were covered in large black feathers, racing down his back in a small trail, stopping just above his hips. his head was covered in bright white feathers, which almost looked to be fur instead.
On Feathered Wings
I was hugging the breeze between my feathers and the air hugged me back. i could only throw my head back and laugh at the wonder of it all. flying!