In Too Deep (Chapter9, Book9)
The ark was made from acacia wood, not platinum. the rails were golden so that they wouldn't rust. but other than that ... the whole false idols thing, remember? this building isn't very large, either. keep it simple-stupid and humble as hell."
Eye of a Needle
"Are you afraid of needles, Fran?" Fran had always vaguely hated hospitals. This must have been a fairly widespread sentiment all over Earth, she imagined. Of course, you go to the hospital because you need to, not because you want to, she told...
Simba's Legacy
He aimed for a small pond up ahead that seemed bathed in the shade of a trio of sprouting acacia trees. "what else is there to play?" kiara pleaded following behind imari. "we'll think of something." he answered, arriving at the lip of the pond.
If You Can't Stand The Heat, Get Outta The Kitten.
The temperature had become utterly oppressive and she knew that it was going to be one of those days where even the smallest patch of shade under the sickliest looking acacia tree would be worth fighting over.
Feeding Time
Prince left the cage bars and strode toward the fake watering hole amidst the transplanted acacia trees. he limbered himself up before plunging into his daily workout.
Africa Eyes: Mbili
He looked at the tree that the leopard had perched in previously--a rather tall acacia tree with a trunk so thick that caden could barely wrap his arms around it.
Zari's Tale ~ Part I: Lost
By day's end, it had grown right into hir path and so sie resolved to spend the night under what meager cover the acacia trees would provide.
The Lion King: The New Queen
She saw the dense underbrush of the savannah, the towering acacia trees in the distance, and the rocky terrain of the pride rock nearby. simba's eyes landed on the rocky terrain of pride rock, and she quickly made her decision.
My Secret Girlfriend (Is a Goddess): Part 3
The thought of being out in the hot savannah, under a sprawling acacia tree, being taken by her mate sent becky over the edge. the sounds of the wildlife echoed in her head as the image almost came to life.
Twotopia - Chapter 4: Targetted.
"take him through acacia street and use the alley's to cut up to herd." "right!" flash agreed. swerving into an alleyway, kicking up newspaper and knocking over boxes and trash, they weaved through up onto a side street.
A Father's Blessing
**a father's blessing** the sun was just cresting over the eastern horizon, its shimmering rays of rose, mauve, honey, and burnished orange washing over the peak of mount kilimanjaro to pick out the details of leaves on the highest branches of the acacia
Spirit of Vengeance
His tribe had found them, limbs twined together under the shade of the acacias after a long, sleepless, blissful night. they had screamed their rage at his betrayal, the lust for blood in their ignorant, wild eyes.