The Squire had little dabs of whiskers on his cheeks like fluffs of cotton batting, and his wide mouth linked those dabs when he smiled.
"When Egypt Went Broke"
Holman Day
About every third page revealed cloud-like fluffs of silk ravellings in all the colors of the rainbow.
"Chicken Little Jane"
Lily Munsell Ritchie
Those burrow-haunting, speckled fluffs of greediness begin a twilight flitting toward the spring, feeding as they go on grasshoppers, lizards, and small, swift creatures, diving into burrows to catch field mice asleep, battling with chipmunks at their own doors, and getting down in great numbers toward the lone juniper.
"The Land Of Little Rain"
Mary Hunter Austin