To gain a pokemon....to lose your heart part 6
He called out louder, hacking at the plants with renewed fury until he finally, finally hacked down a last palm frond blocking his way, throwing his sword to the ground and sprinting over to cindyr, who was sitting in the middle of a clearing, looking around
A Backyard Visitor 2: Slugs in the Tub
The kangaroo--wearing only a thong in the privacy of his lush backyard--parted the thick fronds and leaves to expose the small plastic carton he'd set into the moist soil yesterday. still humming, liam opened the lid and grinned. "yes!"
Carnal: Guardian
It was also a similar colour as the seaweed and palm fronds. once i was certain the small whelp was asleep, i crept closer to the nest.
The Perfect Sire
He had been sitting amongst the fern fronds in the shade of an overhanging, broad leafed tree, his dark green and brown mottled skin the perfect comouflague. 'i spent the last two hours looking for you.' she said with a mock pout.
Catch
The hefty leaves of the tree-canopy above him split open with a dazzling burst of sunshine as the silhouette of a giant bird, wings spread wide, crashed through the palm fronds.
Trials of the Assassin
The palace itself raised its domed crown above the green fronds of the foliage, the gold embossed surface reflecting the hot sun down upon the miniature desert, so its inhabitants sought haven in the shade. and what inhabitants they were!
Viper's Unwitting Assistant
Viper approached one of the plants, a fern, and stroked its fronds lovingly.
All According To Flan (M/M)
Both reptiles stared at the yawning cave sitting deep in the midst of the woods, the multitude of roots writhing across the land with giant fronds covering everything to maked a perfect hiding spot.
Tribal Affairs
His steps slowed down as he walked underneath a large pine frond. some water dripped from above and right onto his head. soon the drips became more repetitive and he could even hear the faint sound of rain coming down from above.
KAVUA Chapter 3 - Getting to Know You
It's the same damned thing everyday here," kuve replied, brushing past large palm fronds. "i find the routine comforting," kio'he taught as they neared the huts. "you would.
Fire Back On Your Tongue
Ebon's hands branched and branched, becoming frond-like tentacles that wrapped around hotstreak's immense, bullish neck, and clenched tight. hotstreak didn't even notice.
[QC-21] The Back End of the Snake
As he pushed through the ferns and fronds of the underbrush, graar caught a whiff of montiga's distinct musk, the same aromatic scent of a snake in rutting season. it seemed, at least to graar, that montiga was always rutting when he was around.