Enchanted Elf story
A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the vineyards and the fronds of the palm trees, carrying with it the sweet, fruity scent of ripe orchards.
New Beginnings Ch 1
His dad worked in the orchards by professor willow's lab so that's why vael knew so much about berries.
Sean and Fritz
Hazy sunlight cut through the cloud cover and careened onto the gargantuan orchard, stinging fritz's eyes and forcing them shut. the fox's fluffy tail dangled from the hayride.
Battleborn chapter 2
Though" she says pointing with her paw so it was an orchard, at least you can identify that from a satellite map orange trees?
In the Enemy's Territory 16
The orchard was a decent walk through the fields along the rolling, muddy river that was more shore than water at this point.
MLP: FiM: Chapture 7: An Arm And A Leg
He commented "the orchard is beautiful, isn't?". **"** nothing is this beautiful back home or in the forest." brill said without breaking site of the orchard. **"** you..don't call the forest your home?"
Waiting For Tonight Act 5
"we'll have to get some more when we're heading out to the orchard next time."
Pixies
It was a quiet orchard, but fairy magic and shiny lights were quite visible from a distance and it had attracted their attention. most of crissa looked over at them - would it help to call herself (themself?) the cris?
Steelfang: A Tale of Redwall Chapter 1
The young squirrel thought the courtyard, with it's orchards and gardens, shone like a pearl while the frozen abbey pond resembled sparkling glass.
OR: Fenyks
Fenyks are more civilized than the ralkya in a way, they enjoy music, picking fruit of trees albeit, and playing instruments, unfortunate for those who own orchards due to the fact that these lads will snatch up about a barrel's worth for their own consumption
The Beaten Path
We were on our way back to silverwood, the village where i was born. having travelled several miles along the beaten path to reach the orchards. the beaten path? of course... you wouldn't know would you?
The Holy Mountain of Vengeance
Odurum's voice came softly from across the firelight fading, like hum of drunken hornets in the orchard in the autumn, like dull heat of the lanterns in the early nights of autumn, "you are not ishamantaru. he is not the hero coren.