What Foxes Are For
what foxes are for by drockan trembling black paws parted the deep underbrush that cut through the fox's black and auburn legs. every few moments he had to stop and pick twigs and seeds from his thick, plush fur.
Myshel: Awake (Part I)
It's what foxes are for, isn't that right?" carson stood, eyes glazed. he opened his mouth, looking as if he were about to say something but was unable to find his tongue.
Myshel: Alert (Part II)
**Myshel** _Part II: Alert_ Some sort of bug was crawling around in the corner of Myshel's cage. He regarded it dispassionately. It almost certainly had a name other than 'bug', but it was a...
Myshel: Oriented (part III)
**Myshel** _Part III: Oriented_ The old wolf in the grey robe had an itch that he scratched constantly; the young Penyian skunk switched between one restless leg and the other constantly. _They_ were just guests, and their dress, while...
Finley’s Vodcast - Daddy’s Visit
"you know what foxes are for, sweetbuns," rocco dale declared. "hmmmplease..." finley hiked his tail up in invitation. the cougar wasn't really one to wait for it.
Open Office - Chapter 4
"oh, you know the stereotype, what foxes are for and all that," the lion remarked, smile still across his lips. "he's not for that. jacob is a capable programmer, even more than me.