A Tail of Romance and Friendship Book 1 chapter 2: First blood Second Kin Third pain
Satisfied it won't move too much i reach for the quiver that came with the short sword, quickly counting the blown and white fletched arrows and nod "25 perfect" i say softly to myself as i sling it over my shoulder taking a moment to fasten the buckle so
He who Captured a Tainted Blade
"fletch?" arrow chirped; extending his wings to flap up ahead. "no, arrow you need to stay with us okay," the teen sighed before he raised his hand to stop the bird from launching off of his shoulder.
L.G.T - Quenching the Steel
In a vain attempt to not give in to her tendency to fidget she ran a hand over the fletching of one of her arrows, trying to find some stillness in its reassuring texture.
Legion of Sytarel - Ch. 26: The Battle of Sanctuary Begins
The bow's wood was marred and scratched in many different places, and the fletchings on the arrows were frayed. the equipment had seen better days. they'd likely been sitting in the armory for a long time.
Storm warnings
Third mate suited him fine, with the sails out and their wake spread like an arrow's fletching behind them on a southern run to issenrik they finished in days instead of weeks.
Black Meridian 20: Blot in Your Eyes
"i already told fletch we'll be takin' the same wagon today, if you can squeeze yerself onto it next t'him, we'll talk. i ain't repeatin' myself for the both a yers." "fair."
Investigation - Act 2
He would probably have a workshop or at the very least provide fletching services to others. that might be enough to find them and they might know about his friends. it was a long shot, but it might just work.
Nightworld 06: Deadlands
He tossed the fletching, snapping his fingers at ioanna. "hey, hey, how far to chevron's? he needs to be cut open, but i'll need a fire and some dry shelter." "i'm..." ioanna shook her head, eyes darting between the bodies in the clearing.
Black Meridian 06: Old Guns
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Sacred Hunt
She recognized the fletching as her own at least, but the buck was partially mauled. she looked at it briefly before her friend, her childhood friend, stepped up and caught her arms with his paws and stepped forward to greet her.
Chapter 7
She then gave a sudden yank pulling the rod up and out of the demon's torso, glad that fletching wasn't barbed, just the head was. she moved her hands to the other one, applying the same salve there and repeated the process.
There Shall Be Wings
"think of how an arrow is fletched -- not with straight feathers." she drew the fletching as a simple triangle, but rassulf felt that he understood the basic idea. "because?" "when you move through the air, a resistive force is generated.