I'll pop in and out for a quick visit!
Isn't the most sensitive spot i've got, and curling it around like that sort of screws up any fine control i'd have of it, but i was wriggling it around, squirming it deeper into the crack and under his stubby furry tail, when he stopped playing with my wattles
Relic Hunters
Instead of wattle bushes, eucalyptus trees and general australian bush, there was a forest.
Slaughter at Stringybark Creek - Chapter Seven -
A mottled shadow stepped from the shade beneath a wattle tree, then pale paws encircled owen's neck and interlaced over his chest, before the dark nose nuzzled the clydesdale's left cheek.
Life Changing News
Her heavy neck wattle dragged on the surface of her chest. she didn't hear anything. "fredrick?!" she called. still nothing. pricilla eased her head forward again and took a heavy breath through her mouth.
New Alveri Chronicles: Heliana (Chapter 1)
"you have a lot of fine words, sotiris." said aniketos, lifting his head along with his dangling neck wattle which was half the size of that belonging to the more substantial drake across from him.
Pokephilia Story - A Lizard that Bears no Shame (Rose's Tale P. 3)
He definitely wears that holier than thou attitude like he was a male unfezant with its wattle." "for once i'd like to see him get a taste of his own medicine," said fran.
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 17)
The school was not there and neither was the vicarage, the houses were different: a kind of wattle and daub, half-timbered construction with thatched roofs.
Slaughter At Stringybark Creek - Chapter Seventeen -
With a snort, he threw the bottle to the dusty roadway, where it exploded into fragments and he weaved and belched, before scratching at his wattled chin and laughing maniacally as he resumed randomly wandering, before he staggered and crashed into a hitching
The Other Side of the Dawn
Leaning over the edge of her fist, he saw the familiar thatched roof of his wattle and daub hut. he frowned, leaning over even further.
In The Mist Of The Erie Isles - Episode 09
Kirsta leans against the adjacent wall, crossing her arms beneath her bust and resting her head against the old wattle and daub. the whitewash of the old shop wall is hard and cool. with an impatient sigh, she turns her eyes toward the sky.
Strangers and Rumors (Story)
Their eyes followed the packed street, hemmed in on either side by multi-storied buildings of wattle and daub, split and quiet as a figure made his way through. a large reptilian form slithered its way through the partition made for it.
Sarkanian's Foxes
As i got closer, though, i could see that the thatched roofing was actually an applique on top of some sort of asphalt shingles, and the wattle-and-daub walls were actually some sort of patterned stucco.