Chapter Five: Complications
Each arrow sank in all the way to the fletching, and that worried her, but she kept the group moving. shuji stared at the mass, and bristled, his scales clattering softly against themselves as he sized it up.
Tulin: Rito Warrior
fletching's can be such balls of energy." - - - - tulin and i stand at the entrance of the springs, after having had no choice but to make the trip.
On the Nature of Dragons: Ferocity
Braun played with his knife, twirling it in his fingers instead of finishing the arrow he was supposed to be fletching. braun broke the silence first. "so," he mused. "you have claws. that's... something."
The Dragon In The Dungeon: Sigils In The Stone
Nearby were others offering services such as blacksmithing, tailoring, fletching, and cobbling. amaleen jokingly suggested we visit a cobbler and get valar a tiny set of four shoes to wear.
Chapter 9: The Near Miss
The leaves were bright reds and vibrant greens, and she suddenly realized why the arrow tribe used such colors in their fletching. but the forest seemed empty too. and sad.
Mixed Tale 4 - Hozuka Ruins
"not sure, the walls are messing with my fletching colors. pretty sure i have 6 more though."
A Huntress Brought Low
It was too late for regret, she delicately withdrew an arrow, flint tipped and fletched with the iridescent feathers off a green duck's wings.
Crossing Boundaries: Part One
He could not lose it, less the fletching catch his skin as it flew free, holding his breath, a line of tension stiffening across his shoulders. it was wrong and it was right how hard his heart beat for her, wanting to be close.
Bartleby's Descent
"mister fletch! what a horrid little boy you are! get down from there and come here this instant!" grinning, bartleby bounded up to the front of the room. with a broad smile, mrs.
Lykos 2-23 - Wrath of the Forgotten
Marco turned his head to look at fletch. “you doing okay?" marco asked. fletcher grinned. “just getting dirty ideas, you know me. i just wish this was the time." he grinned.
A Knight's Tail
The red wolf's eyes fletched about, nervous. his tail however, twitched with swelling excitement. he was bound and helpless, prone against the hard, muscular body of the dominant lion.
Encounters of the Nth kind - Chapter 1
I heard sound like a hundred children screaming as the arrow slid into the head/pod and lodged, fletched end sticking out of the bottom jaw. i could see the point protruding from the opposite side as the thing began thrashing about.