A Territorial Matter of Pride 02 - The Mighty Have Fallen
When her team celebrated the victory, it was always in their camp grounds, so there was no need to explore the opposite side or any of the northern area that was blanketed in a terrestrial mangrove web.
Black Oath
Swamp beasts breed in every marsh and mangrove... and you thought your... \*intentions\* would save you from them? you humans never surprise me!
Disappearance
When i looked around for a minute, i saw someone waving at me next to one of them funky mangrove trees. was that... yeah, it was him! i swooped down and tackled him against the tree and gave him my tightest hug!
Grrlfriend Experience (Parts 7 to 9)
**part 8** **saturday, 11:01pm** the oversized door to bertie's suite rattled in its frame, local mangrove blanks with burnished bronze casings flexing under the sudden impact from the corridor.
Day 1 (rough copy)
Edward, for his part, ties the horses to a stout mangrove tree that hangs over the water's edge, permitting the animals to both graze and drink at their leisure.
Murky Ambitions
Yesterday this researcher had been admiring the symmetrical nature of the mangrove trees that stand tall over the water. their patterned bark and leaves catch the eyes of almost every person that comes to the planet.
Dreams of Ghosts
Tucked away in a mangal of mangroves and palms, it was a three-floor victorian-style mansion. the glow was coming from a front window, cloaked in curtains.
The Full Moon Festival
She tied her canoe alongside several others under the shade of a mangrove tree. several kits were jumping into the river and playing in the water. loud squeals filled the riverside. 'maybe petra can help me out.'
Freedom
Villagers foraging in berry bushes and little mangroves greeted the visitors. a few kits were playing in the trees above while their parents and older siblings worked.
A Bold Kobold
Through the slight gap in the carriage door, she could see the dark outside--they were sweeping through a landscape of swamps and mangrove forests dimly lit by a crescent moon, as the train sped onwards to its destination.
S. Tech 'Private' Public Relations: Down the Rabbit Hole
“acknowledged,” she replies, silently moving through the brush, looking at these thick mangroves like trees roots with a brilliant display of lowers and hanging fruits.
Hello My Name is Jolene (Woman > Opossum Anthro)
Foxfire was her reading lamp and the rays of sunlight that pierced through the mangrove canopy was her connection with the divine. it had only been two years, but as long as the fruit roll-ups kept coming she would last another sixty.