Because I've gotten such a HUGE amount of requests and support, I'm going to real quick put down a list here (So I don't forget, because I'm eternally turned around..) I'll comment/respond and tag you when I upload a pic of your request!
-XanatheFennecFox
-Circut the protodingo(Felix The Folf)
-North The Fox
-Suki
(Currently in order of who's responded most recently!)...
[This is a sample of a book I'm writing with two anthro cats, following a blind catto with his fluffy bro]
“Let’s head home, Smokey~” He jested, but Smoke only sat on the ground curiously.
“Where are we going today?” He mumbled, flopping onto his back, but misjudging the space between himself and the painful tile with a quiet ‘crack’. Boar jolted in concern, but Smoke shook his head with a smile, oblivious to his brother’s quiet concern.
“Absolutely fine! Just a knock..” He grinned, but his mouth shut down into a sigh.
“Let’s go back to Virginia,” Boar stated, his voice dropped to a whisper, and Smoke audibly squeaked.
"Home?!" He squealed but lowered his head quietly. His brother grasped Smoke's furry wrist, pulling him up to his feet and dusting off the low-hanging jeans that he insisted to wear. Smoke wasn't sure as to Boar's style choices, they didn't leave much to explore. It occurred to biped Abyssinian that his brother was serious, and with a dip of his muzzle he started walking.
"You have 408 miles to walk, Bro. We need a car." Smoke stated plainly through a half open muzzle. Boar grabbed Smoke’s arm before his whiskers scaped out a wall inches from his face.
“You know, you walk, and even sound, like dad!” The shorter brother retorted to Smoke’s cool stature. Smoke, not making the effort to respond, curled his tail around his body to avoid the walls of the narrow tunnel. Boar made a short...
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