A Great Escape - Part Two
"i'm sure they have firewood around here, we'll warm ourselves up the old way." diego's wag returned as friedrich began his search.
Teaser: Kiss the Girl
Goober, could you go get some more firewood?" the mechanical creature groaned, stretched, and ambled out to get some firewood from the stores while the cleric dealt a hand. as expected, it was good fun.
Here Be Dragons
Donna and jake used to switch duties every other night, up until donna teased jake's masculinity and made him feel obligated to do the dangerous work of gathering firewood.
IMAGINARIUM | Chapter.1 | Nightmares
Then he turns around to pick up a firewood to beat the life out of rall. _-i am not going to take care of you anymore, pooch! i want to see you bleed to death!_ _ _ john walks next to rall, starting to smack him with the firewood piece.
The Secret - Part 20
"would you bring in some more firewood from the woodbin on the back patio? the weather report said it will probably snow tonight, and it's already getting pretty cold outside."
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter IV
The human let out a gasp of exhaustion, and the wolf, seeing he wasn't going to get anything talking to him, decided to go to collect the firewood they needed.
Downtime - Ch. 1 (MHO)
Once they set their things down and topped off their water containers, he started at least the beginnings of it while lykou went around, collecting firewood.
Mystic Heart Odyssey - Chapter 1
Lykou rolled his eyes and smirked as he carried a few more branches over to the firewood that was being collected. "like that'd stop me."
A Breath of Spring
I can alphabetize and cross-reference in the snap of a tooth, but find dry firewood in the snow? not so much.
The Breaking Point :Chapter 13
I finally decided what i was going to do, and i got up and headed back to drake with my armload of firewood. once i got back to our little clearing, i saw that he was still sleeping, so i gently put the wood down in a semi-neat pile.
The Third Time (Part One)
I pondered the unusual experience as i commuted through the frozen woods, a thick bundle of firewood tucked under one arm. the only possible conclusion i could draw was perhaps a newfound appreciation for life.
Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 3 of 7)
The man was skinny and white-haired, his sumpter mare heavy-laden with firewood but healthy and well kept, and distinctly delicious-smelling.