An ordinary, everyday feline
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| - | You let out a little "mrowr", halfway between a purr and a grunt. Yep. An ordinary felinid, covered in a peachfuzz-thin layer of black fur, with green almond-shaped eyes. Just like half of your siblings, actually... not that that matters at the moment, you live on your own. | + | You let out a little "mrowr", halfway between a purr and a grunt. Yep. An ordinary felinid, covered in a peachfuzz-thin layer of black fur, with green almond-shaped eyes. Just like half of your siblings, actually... not that that matters at the moment, since you live on your own. |
You take a glance out the window of your room. The old bear that runs the bodega beneath your apartments is putting out the trash, cars are already cramming down the one-way street, and a courier rabbit is dashing down the sidewalk at obscene speed on his bike. Nothing new out there. | You take a glance out the window of your room. The old bear that runs the bodega beneath your apartments is putting out the trash, cars are already cramming down the one-way street, and a courier rabbit is dashing down the sidewalk at obscene speed on his bike. Nothing new out there. | ||
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*[[...then pull your pajama top down over your breasts.]] | *[[...then pull your pajama top down over your breasts.]] | ||
*[[...then pull up your pajama pants. Your sheath was poking out.]] | *[[...then pull up your pajama pants. Your sheath was poking out.]] | ||
| - | {{ | + | {{FurStatus|Equipment=''Pajamas''|Health=100|Gender=X|Species=Feline}} |
| - | [[Category: Furry World | + | [[Category: Furry World]] |
Current revision as of 23:28, 25 September 2008
You let out a little "mrowr", halfway between a purr and a grunt. Yep. An ordinary felinid, covered in a peachfuzz-thin layer of black fur, with green almond-shaped eyes. Just like half of your siblings, actually... not that that matters at the moment, since you live on your own.
You take a glance out the window of your room. The old bear that runs the bodega beneath your apartments is putting out the trash, cars are already cramming down the one-way street, and a courier rabbit is dashing down the sidewalk at obscene speed on his bike. Nothing new out there.
You stretch upwards, and...
- ...then pull your pajama top down over your breasts.
- ...then pull up your pajama pants. Your sheath was poking out.
| Furry Status | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Pajamas |
| Gender | X | |
| Species | Feline | |
