Rogue Sword - Ch 12: Streams Go, Rocks Remain
Here and there mothers and children picnicked on the grass between the agricultural museum and the livestock barns. vikki led him towards one such group. it was a mixed bunch.
The Song of the Werewolf
He heard growling off in the distance where the others were picnicking. "i want you so bad. but i'm changing." the voice became more labored. "i don't want to pull out, but i promised eric."
01 - The Song of the Werewolf
He heard growling off in the distance where the others were picnicking. "i want you so bad. but i'm changing." the voice became more labored. "i don't want to pull out, but i promised eric."
More Than You Can Chew - Complete
In broad daylight a fox'taur had set upon an entirely family of ermines out for a day of picnicking, in a city park, during a warm fall afternoon.
05 - The Song of the Badger
Out on the lawn of the hargrove house, the partridge island family was picnicking. the saber-toothed cat was tending the barbecue.
Corrupted Desires
The bright and warm autumn day had brought out a lot of people, from bike riders, to picnickers, to runners, walkers, and people with dogs.
The Taste Of Grass
The family picnicked in the middle of the tasty flowers. they were indeed delicious, though the blue ones were slightly sour, the rest were light and sweet. in the saddlebags was hay and oats, carrots (of course!)