Morning Commute (Subscriber Reward)
It was a simple drone, long extended chords that had a comforting, soothing regularity to them, along with the ambience of a rainforest - birdsong, rustling leaves, chirping frogs and the like.
Weekly Mini: The Beckoning Forest
The ground below those trees was covered in ferns and tall grasses, and birdsong- that was what they called it in the textbooks- rung out constantly.
A Peacock's Blossom
She enjoyed the sight of verdant trees and flowers, feral birdsongs and other animals working through the jungle. eventually, she stopped as the scent of something teased her senses. it was sweet. the way a fresh bloomed flower might sometimes be.
Butt-Putt Golf
birdsong filled the air of the cold morning as a careless occasional breeze swept around their balls and under their tails with mild frigid intensity.
Breeding a Future - Chapter 1
Loving a unicorn breeding a future chapter one written by arian mabe birdsong echoed through the unicorn glade, a musical warble that no human hand could hope to reproduce.
Eskal's Tale - Chapter One
Artificial birdsong played from hidden speakers, largely lost beneath the sounds of children at play. the building was p-rated, but all rejuved children liked to act their physical age when they could.
Centaur's Valley
birdsong in his ears and warmth on his face, he soon fell into a light sleep. waking slowly as the warm sun beat down upon him, he rose from the placid waters. stretching as he walked, harry's muscles felt slightly sore.
The Smooth and Calm Storm
The birdsong became louder on the second curve of the zig-zag path. he always felt defeated by this island, no matter how many times he'd climbed to the very top. (with her.) but he was alone, so it should have been easier.
Up Bright and Early
A particularly loud burst of birdsong made the hatchling jerk awake, yawning widely before blinking around sleepily. a stretch made her slide off of femzy's muzzle, falling to the ground with a soft thump.
Stable Boy 2
Accompanied by birdsong and the unmistakable glow of morning sun through the window, his voice rumbled with regret. "might i trouble you with something unorthodox?" "hmm?"
Curiosity Filled the Furret
Early risers or late sleepers like him, they all seemed to be rather quiet and just enjoying the tranquility of the bright, warm-coloured lounge, illuminated in the morning sunlight and graced by soft music and birdsong.
Heartbeat Passage: Chapter 1
Spring sang through the forest, a harmonious melody of birdsong as the culprits flitted from branch to branch, and he lost himself in their instrumental language, sinking into a world that he feared, one day, mankind would forget.