Tribe Chapter 7
She sighed in quite comfort and looked around at all the other wolfs, most were lounging around enjoying the fireside warmth but some were entertaining themselves in other ways, telling stories to one another, one was weaving something the den mother simply
What Might Have Been
"i need an occasion to treat my honey to a wonderful fireside candlelight dinner?" he replied, smiling. "marek," i managed to choke out between tears. "you always treat me so wonderfully..."
Solace
As he took a seat by the fireside he yawned and stretched and leaned back lazily in his chair. it was early afternoon, and the tavern was otherwise empty.
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
A man belongs at his fireside, with two or three to warm his sleep, once the sun has set. if he is elsewhere, he has a reason." the comment made the otter recoil slightly.
Warmth
The human once more took his seat in the fireside chair with celia's curvaceous form held against his front. "we need to get you out of these wet clothes, my love." "oh?" celia queried and looked at him for a moment before smiling.
Of Snow and Whispers
Kendy said, half guiding, half pulling the other figure towards the fireside. heavy down pillows already surrounded the hearthstones in a plush semicircle. he steered the poor mouse directly in front of the inviting warmth.
The Hunt
Kuvähä produced a fistful of smoked grouse from his pack, giving two small cuts to each of his fireside companions. he then turned and called for tikeri, the wolf finally breaking his glare, handing victory to the hyena.
Two Minutes
Dad has said she did the same for roosevelt's fireside chats. she reaches for the cord but i wave her off. "it's okay momma, i got this." momma makes a few fretful noises for her own sake but leaves me to it.
Scent Seduction: Christmas Creations
Retreating to kara's loft, they dressed quickly for their company after having dozed off at the fireside. finding the hip huggers she'd made in highschool now hugged her hips a little tighter jenda frowned trying to make it into them.
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
A man belongs at his fireside, with two or three to warm his sleep, once the sun has set. if he is elsewhere, he has a reason." the comment made the otter recoil slightly.
"The Wild King", chapter 9
"good morning." he said as he approached, standing by the fireside with me. "i figured i needed to get my strength up for the experiments we were gonna do today." "you're still planning on that?" he asked. "of course."
"The Wild King", chapter 7
I was in a cave, by the fireside. it was warm, i was lying on something soft, like fur. "i said something?" i asked, the words feeling like molasses in my throat. my whole body felt dry, and speaking was difficult. "yes.