Motes Played — Chapter 4
The whole neighborhood crowded against an untamed field, a prairie, a meadow laced up with deer trails and footpaths, dotted with yet more copses of trees lining a creek.
In the Enemy's Territory #16
'big ol' pup were he, anubis o' the prairie!'" blinking, anubis put his hand on his chest and blushed. “why, fern. would that be love poetry you're reciting me?"
Many Tiny Sparks: Chapter 1 Part 1
Taz screams full volume as he makes a beeline for the treeline that surrounded the prairie the group was currently situated in. "tch. oh no you don't!"
Dig my Grave in Reno, part one
"when a blue-eyed wolf buys up prairie land from the gains of bounties, rumours spread faster than smoke signals." "the blackpaw tribe saved my life twice already," said larry colt. "i'm only repaying my debt." "look around, child" said long-tail.
The Fox and the Rabbit
He went off again, this time he had nothing to slow him down and cleared the prairie within a minute. he didn't stop though. he kept going until he found a path.
Entropy - Chapter 1, Part 2
It was amazing how the weather changed at a moment's notice out here in the prairies.
Biscuits from Grace (Otherwise Untitled)
~ greg leaned back into the bench seat of the diner, his patience extended towards watching the sun rise from below the treeline across the patch of prairie.
Limbo Lower (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the scorched and battered hulk of the ship rested heavily into the footprint of the broad prairie, the majority of the worthwhile and detachable bits having been long since removed.
I Believe Its Time To Wake Up
The stories that have been told will continue to exist in a plane of existence immaterial; _a prairie of unlimited possibility. _ such a concept is beyond words, beyond the mind of a child. so i sit here and i ask... did i ever truly leave?
Tales of Zoolok #6: Dying to Be in Pictures
"come in, it's open," came the prairie dog's voice from inside. sidewalk opened the door and went in, followed by nebus. they both stopped. the prairie dog had one foot up on a table and was painting her toenails.
Men of the Dragon’s Footplate
From the platform the early spotters watch large prairie "dragon - no. 4115" awake for the days work with rhythmic huffs.
Part I – Dark Times in Glow City
He couldn't tell if the prairie dog had been a resident of his building, or just a simple squatter looking for shelter from the biting acid rain, nor did he care.