Novel & Cerita Furry

Robb gasped in surprise and the furry thing hoisted its head up and started sniffing his face. "He's a ferret," said Lira. "What's the difference?" Robb asked. Scout's paws started reaching towards the young boy and Lira nudged her shoulder to urge the creature to hop and land on the young boy's shoulder. He then crawled towards his other side and climbed down his arm that was still holding the dead rabbit. "Weasels are awful animals. They're vermin." said Minos, "ferrets on the other hand, are fun and lively pets. And they're cute."

I take a look at my palm, I find a phone charm lying in my hand. It is a charm with two small yet long animal-shaped stuffed dolls made of nonwoven fabrics. As I take a closer look at the doll, I find they’re two black roan mitt ferrets. A smile cracks on my face, “What is this?” Daniella touches the phone charm in my hand and says, “They’re my ferrets, Wizzy and Lizzy! I made this out of their fur!” Really? “Your ferrets’ fur?” wow! Daniella giggles, “Yeah! I collected their fur when they shedded after last winter.”

Puffy roundish body, short legs, light brown and white fur and very long upstanding ears. “You’re a corgi, aren’t you?” I asked with a bright smile. The puppy barked softly a few times as if to answer my question and I reached out my hand and started petting its head. Its fur is so soft, and I felt immediately happier just stroking it. The puppy wagged its short tail frantically as it danced around in front of me. The little guy seemed so excited, and I found myself laughing carefreely. I’ve seen photos of puppies like this on social media quite a lot based on the trends, but I didn’t have a lot of experience interacting with real puppies like this.

Creases formed between both of her eyebrows, and knowing that it would be best of her to ignore it, she began to move forward when the sound resonated through the place again. Afraid of it being harmful, she began to hasten her steps when she felt a tight grip on her feet. Regardless of how much she pulled, the hold was strong, and wondering what she could be, Seraphine turned back. The frown on her face deepened when she realized it was a squirrel-like creature. It’s fur was beautiful, colored in shades of red and purple. It had two translucent tails, bearing pink and violent. It had two adorable pinkish-red ears on his head and a pair of mesmerizing golden eyes.

CHAPTER 33 •••••Aurora's POV••••• I watched in awe at little wolves of different colours. Some have brown, grey,white and black fur. I so badly want to hold and play with them. Watching their fur my mind drifted back to the time when I touched that Lycan's soft silky fur. "Will the kids furr also feel like that?" i wondered. My palms were itching to hold these adorable kids in my arms.

Their presence was very well known in the different sounds they made and they were by no means scared about the presence of other creatures besides themselves. A furry animal danced close to Germaine's feet, stopping to look up at her. "See - it likes you." Keratin pointed at the animal who was looking up at Germaine inquisitively. It was a small creature with grey fur and black eyes. It had long whiskers on either side of its face. It reminded Germaine of a rabbit. "Is it okay if I give it a little pet?" She looked inquiringly at Keratin. "Go ahead, my love, animals here are quite friendly, I can assure you."

Deborah stared at her for a while and then asked, “So? Aren’t you overjoyed?” Lola looked at her confused, “Overjoyed about what exactly?” Deborah playfully slapped my knee, “Ow come on I know you are not from here, but you must be so thrilled you got mated with the Alpha of Grey Oak pack! I mean it has been every girl’s dream for the last 5 years to get chosen by him.” Lola looked at her dryly, “Wow your lives must suck ass then if that is the ultimate dream here.” A girl with short black hair, blue eyes, and glasses chuckled and said, “Oh I like you. Hard to find someone with a brain around here. My name is Fenna.” She held out her hand and Lola shook it.

I glance back and see several warriors joining us, their eyes alert, protective. “Alpha said a few extra warriors should escort us back. Just in case.” Fury gives me a small grin and shrugs off his jacket. “Now be reasonable and climb on—” He stops when I don’t move. I just stand there watching him as he shifts. Bones crack, limbs stretch, and within seconds, Fury’s wolf stands before me—thick, dark grey fur, almost black, with kind, familiar eyes. He wiggles his tail slightly, motioning me forward.

The same graffiti had been found boldly scribbled with a blood stain on the wall of Frank's chamber and it screamed in the shade of blood: 'I AM FURY. Mysterious about Frank's death, however, was that he had been murdered on the night he checked into his chamber, yet calls for room services were coming forth the subsequent days until this day when the last call had revealed that the occupants of the chamber were victims of an unknown serial killer. This prompted questions about who made the calls for room services (if Frank was actually murdered on his first night) as much as suspicion also arose about this mystery lady Frank had brought into his hotel chamber. She was obviously a one-night

“I beg your pardon! I am a knight, and knights do not have fur. Nor do dragons. They have scales. In this instance, they have gold scales. Not fur, you imbecile.” I shake my head with a smile and follow Adrian out of the room. “Can I still call them fur babies if they don’t have any fur?” He gives another chuckle. “Honestly? I’ve got no fucking idea what you’re talking about.”