Building The Lion Harem
I rush off with great speed towards my destination, the shadows cast by the rocks and looming bones growing ever thicker as i get closer and closer, the wind playing with my hair as i move as fast as i can, never making a sound as i've been trained to do.
Moving Towards Freedom
The wind played with the clothes fafnir had made, which resembled something of a shinobi shozoku. movement was his greatest advantage, so it was best that he was in something comfortable.
Dragon Apartment Ch6: Camp Time Fun
Oh, the trees are close and tight, the wind plays with the leaves and i hear the birds singing. i smell the animals, the water in the ground, and the deer!" eon just shook his head, grinning, "who am i to tell you that you can't eat? go.
The Western Plains Part 1: Discovery
I reached for the fourth bottle, and resumed my inspection of the perfect sky, as the warm wind played over the field, and the shadows from the crop stalks played over my shirt, and the one on the colt next to me, shadows on the light blue.
Luna and Thief, OI Ch 11
“the wind plays tricks. i've learned at least – you move like the wind, but i doubt your nose can keep up all the time." “that is true. i have been scouting the department all night.
Zippy Zipperdale: Moderately Mad Scientist--The Eleventh Experiment
It wasn't like she expected him to sweep her off her feet and plant a great deep kiss on her lips while the theme from gone with the wind played in the background (although she certainty wouldn't mind that).
Darkened Skies: Chapter 6: Threading the Needle
She leaned forward, locking eyes with him as the wind played with her hair. “but you _will_ be helping us. we have you guarding the most precious of cargo.
The Crystal Castle: Chapter 1
She grinned as the wind played at her mane and tail. later, she would worry about being a proper lady for her interview. but for now, she'd enjoy the ride.
Indian Summer
If you were to find a low hill and sit on it, you would find the wind playing over the tall grasses, making patterns and waves in them as the breeze scurried across the amber seed heads.
Bodyjack
I felt the vague touch of fear as gusts of wind played with my suit._too close, master!_he ignored me. "and you can point that fat little finger of yours no further than the mirror, mister mayor."
Fields of Barley
There i sat instead, as the summer sun lowered towards the horizon, and the west wind played over the barley bringing it's summer scents and warmth to my nostrils, and ignored it all as thoughts of danny fucking that labrador bitch echoed round my brain like
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 129
Maybe it's just the wind playing tricks on me." he sighed. "i guess... the best way to explain it is this feeling like i need to go somewhere. i just don't know where, or why...