Heavy Weapon Dogs
I don't mind playing a little rough." she sized up the coyote. lean, well-built. would be tougher than most, but she was armed. "okay, mutt, you're on. grab a weapon and let's do this."
Receiving Treasure In a Haunted House
It could have just been her mind playing tricks on her as the warped, hardwood floors creaked under her motions, or perhaps it was merely the sound of the wind carrying through broken windows...but whatever it was, her tail was frazzled as it stuck right up
The Photographers Apprentice - Chapter twelve: Pine Cones.
I t-thought i saw peters face at our window last night, but i tried to convince myself it was just my mind playing tricks on me. i should have gone with you; i should have never left you!" arthur repeated again, sobbing into todd's shoulder.
Getting A New Start
I know humans all have different scents, it really shouldn't smell like bryce if it isn't...well, maybe my mind's playing tricks on me. this can't be bryce. but it's someone...and they probably could use some help.
Predator and Prey
Alden bit his lower lip, taking his time to reply now as his mind played over with the scenario in his head. a penis that size? sure, it could maybe happen.
The Incredible Growing Corgi
He rubbed his head, "guess my mind's playing tricks on me. corse, do you want some mac n cheese?" the greyhound perked! he wagged, stepping away from the corner. "with chunks of rich sausage?" seymour got out a pot, smiling.
Project X (pt 5)
His mind playing over and over the incidents that had turned into chaos. he hated remembering the twisted faces, the poisoned bodies. he growled softly turning over to feedback.
A Change of Pace
I brushed off the idea off as my mind playing tricks: he had stopped to tie a shoe or watch a bird over my head, that's all. at home my routine was uninterrupted? shower, a light vegetarian dinner, an hour of my favorite video game, then bed.
Spirit of the Outback - Epilogue -
As he rested on a rock, his mind played over all the wonderful experiences his time had brought him - the sights, the sounds, the wonder of nature in all her glory - but it was done, the time here was well spent, and he had over ten thousand images to go through
Splintered Light, Chapter 6.1: Koen Amih Ohn Rork
"the stone tribe doesn't discuss that kind of thing, or seek it out, or--" ash-moon honestly and earnestly had no interest in the prong horn scholar, but he certainly didn't mind playing. "i am not stone tribe."
His Unexpected Classmate
Now that the barrier had been lowered, his mind played back the reel of the afternoon, and the way that her tight, plump folds were framed up by her shorts every time she took a step.
If you Go Down To the Woods Today...
Was it just his mind playing tricks...he did not know, all he knew was if it was some hunter or someone else lost in that freezing white-out - he couldn't turn them away...