A closer look
\*\*\*** soft-looking flower fields always called to asharya to land and savor the suave scents while resting her wings.
Looking for a pilot
He wasn't as strong as other dragons, yet he had a peculiar innocent look in his big blue eyes, the kind of look that made one look younger and trustworthy. he swiftly covered his slit with the helmet before haru had a chance to see it.
A New look
They looked like they might have been in a dream as they reached out to touch those balls.
A closer look
\*\*\*** soft-looking flower fields always called to asharya to land and savor the suave scents while resting her wings.
A Look Back
He opens his eyes and looks into hers as a feeling of pure love washes over him. he gently breaks the kiss to catch his breath and look over his mate's body.
Looking Back
If you look closely on his face, you see these little thin scars? that's where he was whacked across the cheek with an arrow. "the sharp end of course, it hurt more.
All I want for Christmas is the dragon belly
Cardia looked at him confused, "why not?" "because i don't need them," sidge said looking at cardia, "i'm a dragon." "are you sure about that?" cardia asked.
Clueless chapter 21: Great Fruity Grapefruit Gripping Flashbacks
He looked at me, cringed, and spoke out in a soft demure voice, "a'ight... maybe i can... m-meet them or somethin'..." he looked nervously at me, and then starting blushing irritably. "w-what?"
Not What it Looks Like
"w-what you said when i came in, adam... this not being what it looks like?"
Looking in the Haunted Mirror
The house looked how one might expect an old, abandoned house to look, however, the place looked a bit strange given the fact that half of it appeared to be a converted daycare center, although he'd already expected this given the rumors that the previous
Last Minute Look
He looked haunted, possessed, almost demonic. his vision went cloudy for a moment before it started to clear, bringing with it a heightened spectrum. his hair didn't just look blond, it looked radiant... blond at the roots, a coppery red at the tips.
NM #8 ~ Looking
She grinned, looking back into the crowd in the hopes of another glance.