Blades and Brush-Chapter 1
#2 of blades and brush i accidentally clicked save as draft. anyways, half of this i actually had a draft for and the second half i did not. i winged it and i hope it didn't turn out as bad as i think it did. please enjoy!
Stroke of the Brush
Not only did it have a cute billboard of a clefairy holding paint brushes, but it held almost every kind of paint and brush he could dream of. "hot damn stan.
A brush with perfection
The wolf headed out from the bus depot, back into the sunlight, now content having experienced a brush with perfection.
Eyes in the Brush
Crouching down, she slipped forward before peeking out from behind the cover offered by the brush. the gryphoness stood at one edge of the clearing, her back to kel.
Back Brush
They'll take brushes, knock down some girl or attack her in a gang and brush her tail. then they brush their own coats with it. that way they get her scent on them.
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 22: Memories
Shadow picked at his fur; he needed a good brushing. i was sure i did too. i don't think i'd had a decent brush since all this mess began. i sat up and dug through the camp gear. pulling out a folding brush, i grinned, turning to shadow.
Rubbery Brush Strokes
A handful of paint brushes hovered around her body, dripping with silver latex.
Brush and Sniff - Teaser
brush and sniff by mwalimu the sun made berek squint as he stepped out of the hut. "thanks for letting me visit." detar stuck his head out, and they touched muzzles. "thanks for stopping by." berek started toward his home.
Blades and Brush-Prologue
#1 of blades and brush this is a story i could never get around to making and, honestly, the plot was flip flopping between what it should be vs. what it could be and honestly it was just a hassle thinking of the right shit to do.
How It Came To Be Chapter 1
She was a brush fox, she had a paint brush for a tail! she also had golden wing that would sprout out at random. she had been searching for the flower of eternity for a long time.
Blowing Coat
Biting her lip to focus, olivia starts working the brush again. an arm, then another; then down to her feet, and slowly working up her legs and body.
Chapter XXV: Brush and brunt
It was about three feet in length and width, and the collie had placed two brushes on top. "how often do you brush yourself, little one?" jennifer asked as she 'helped' him take off his t-shirt.