Enderhusk: The Surreal Adventures of a Wolf and a Husky (Part One)
(lark), for four minutes. after that, it was his turn. seeking involved shooting the person you love, and want to spend with the rest of your life with, into a puddle of blood. we were both quite good at this game.
Heartbeat Passage: Chapter 2
That reading in coffee shops lark will never sit right with you. you know that. i’ve said it before. a pleasure to meet you, my lady,” he added, directing the last part of his utterance at celeste. she nickered, extending her horn politely towards him.
Brimstone on the Boardwalk
Admission is a bit much for a lark. and they don't take to well to gator hybrids. gators, even, unless they're on the far side of an electric fence. ah, well. it's too nice a night for something that depressing.
Be-Were in the Air
He had a tight grip on her wrists and on a lark, slipped his fingers down and slid off her ring. that would keep her from having any unfair advantage over him during their play time. he slid it on his own for safe keeping.
Differentials: Part 1 - The Sanctuary
Humans were really good at this whole 'cause as much pain as you can to people you don't like' lark. the second way to get out is through being sold off as a slave. this was only a valid method for the 'inferiors' to leave.
Seeding by Drone
The idea that someone put this in his garden on a lark was becoming less feasible by the second as he looked down and saw that the roots had spread through the lawn and could be seen pulsating under the grass.
"The Thin Line," Part PP
The wounded rabbit from lark's rise was also brought in.
Abyssus Abbey Chapter 6: Feasting
The lark-winged boy gave him a bored look. “i'm not terribly interested in your peasant games, whatever they are." “just try. you've had so many rich and well-made foods. i just want to see if you can taste things as i do.
Lurking in the Mud - Cross Country Run
#3 of lurking in the mud **mud larking 3 - a cross country run** garn & story © russet percy © surge the air was close, hot, humid and muggy; the drab grey sky promised rain but did not deliver leaving the countryside sweltering in sticky heat.
Spirit Bound: Chapter 165
Through the dark, such a lark, yet forever you shall lay." nathanial placed his paw over the tiny eye. the sound of shattering rocks echoed, and the many ton creature bounced beneath the constricting tentacles.
Phantogram - Chapter I
“hello,” he said, “i am professor larking.” “iehouah van der mont.” “is professor marcus van der mont present?”
Doggy Style
He had, on a lark looked into occult stuff and then it became sort of a scholarly interest for cliff, something he read up on and shared particularly juicy bits of trivia and history.