Dragyn Saga part 1
"coming, coming, don't get your fur in a fuss" into the clearing flew a creature that was demonstrably a fruitbat, but the biggest fruitbat phiresong had ever seen.
A Striped Tail Chapter 8: The Lord and the Thieves
"i do remember playing with a little white fruitbat...but i can't put a name to the face." "that's fine. when i saw you leaving that artificer shop i recognized you immediately...but i thought...there's no way that it was really you.
Kiwi-Flavored Zombie Piss
Left of stage, a pudgy white south american fruitbat wearing blackout aviator shades, an american flag bandana and an incredibly offensive black t-shirt let loose a mighty riff off his double-pronged instrument.
Home Coming
The aging fruitbat stood up, brushed himself off, and quietly padded over to what jason liked to call "the gay bar." once he pushed past hanging clothes, his high-pitched chittering found the handle on the hidden door.
A Striped Tail Chapter 5: Artificers and Assassins
He knew why she had done it, proving you can sneak up on a higher level assassin makes one feel better...but the snow white fruitbat was not the sort to seek such satisfaction. "i will not even ask who put you up to it..."
Dragyn Saga part 2
Winged-teddy sighed and went back to her contemplation of blackfire and the baby dragyns, then she laughed "can you imagine what the offspring of winged-teddy and a fruitbat would look like?"
A Striped Tail Chapter 11: The Thief and the Assassin
"a lot of it is cus i'm a fruitbat, and there's not many of those in the city, let alone an albino one... all it boils down to is them saying i look funny." there was a pause. "well, you don't look funny."
A Striped Tail Chapter 12: Safety in Numbers
Another unfamiliar ceiling. This was starting to happen far too much. Sure, it had only happened twice in that last month, but that was a habit he didn't want to have. He could hear someone shuffling around the room and managed to drag himself up into...
A Striped Tail Chapter 6: Value of a Clock
Sometimes sanity can be as simple as the tic of a clock. Something that brings memories of a better time, or a better place. The not-so-simple pocket watch ticked loudly as it sat upon the table beside Jace. It had taken him two hours to take apart,...
Rotations Ch03
Trevor blinked, staring at the dragon carrying the bloody fruitbat. he took a moment to stare then began to panic. "what happened?!" he said, motioning for the dragon to follow. he led them inside and down two halls. rick followed, easily keeping pace.
A Striped Tail Chapter 10: Dead End
"He's late," Jersa said, looking out the window of the bar. She had been scanning the street every few seconds. Stella was near the door, leaning against one of the tables. But Jace sat at the bar, drinking and ignoring the two of them. Neither of them...
A Striped Tail Chapter 13: A Long Night
He lifted a piece of paper that had been off to the side and read, "stella: assassin, age twenty, albino fruitbat, born in auser, recently graduated but received top marks.