Egyptian Heat
The strange canine avian thing approached and walked the steps, his tail with it's arrow's fletching like end whipping about a little. handing a cup to horus, set spoke up. "fine day it is, my nephew! we have beaten back the usurpers.
Lykos Wild Things - Extra 01 - Echo Creek
Drake had to suppress a smile as he saw fletch's face disappear into the bushy thick beard of his lover. they exchanged a long kiss before marco reluctantly let fletcher go.
Wilder Side ~ 1
Stone head, though finely crafted; shaft of the same strong, medium-dense wood as the tree it'd thumped into; red-and-white plumage, just barely metallic, of one of the local birds for the fletchings.
He who wore a Feathered Cap
"fletch," the bird nodded.
A Wish Gone Astray
He had a little money and wanted to buy new fletching feathers for his arrows. markus, through a turn of bad fortune, wasn't in the best of conditions to be making the trip, despite his desire to.
Reprieve (Ch. 10.5?)
He cast his mind outwards, looking for shed feathers that would serve for fletching. "we draw upon mortals for power, for energy, but their exposure to our souls increases aptitude, in direct proportion to the time and volume of presence.
The Spirits Dreams
This shaft's perfectly straight, and too even all the way around, which means it was turned on a lathe, not carved by hand, and this fletching is tied on with woven cotton thread.
A Trek Through the Nightwood ch2
Gratitude for destroying both my main hunting tool and my only source of fletching." "hrrrf," rynthara grumbled.
Lykos 3-01 - Sanctuary
As much as fletch wanted to be overwhelmed by everything that happened, he couldn't be. it felt as if things had worked out just the way they should have... more or less. they were alive, they were together, they were... getting wet.
Black Meridian 23: Reptile
“she picked up the dud gas bomb after vellem, gave it to fletch, he thought i could fix it. turns out, i could.” he laughed softly, wincing. he had gauze wrapped tight around his chest, and wore no shirt.
Shadow's hunt, part eight
Her arrows were buried up to their fletching into the dragon's skull, gouts of black blood spraying everywhere as the dragon writhed in its death throes.
Birds of a Feather Chapter 2
One of the men yelled, the sounds of scuffling behind her made samantha turn in surprise, staring at the shaft of wood that stuck out of the poachers head, the arrow having pierced his eye, the broad eagle feather that fletched it shining majestically in the