Music to My Ears
Theater, the bunny's arms wrapped around his sides as the sand cat cackled and fell on him.
How a god heals (Ch. 8)
**you taste like spice and warm sand... you taste how the desert feels...** their tongues twisted in a serpentine dance, but this wasn't the time or place for such things.
Chronicles of the Tetrad Chaper 5: A Business Meeting
"Where humanity would try to take dominance over their own kind and beyond, most of Chreakind are only concerned with dominance over the self. Take control and master your own situation, and you will not surely die." ~Guide, Chapter 3 Having...
Taking Things Too Far: The Wrapped Sand Fox
The tibetan sand fox twisted his short muzzle left and right, his golden eyes reading the dimly lit numbers on each warehouse. the fox kept his stoic expression even despite becoming frustrated.
Commission: Tournament on Monster Island Part 15
While she moved quickly back and forth over the burning sand the white dragoness knew that she wasn't going to be able to stand still for a long time thanks to the heat of the sand. in most cases dealing with hot sand was easy.
From the Head Down - P3
The sand gazelle was saddened as she looked towards the old ewes in the room that were quick to nod their heads in agreement, but only about how many they would deal with.
Chronicles of the Tetrad Chaper 6: The Solitary Hive
"Psionic powers take on many forms. Some of these come out of the need of your kind to adapt, but most are purely unique between two Chrea." ~Guide, Chapter 13 I awaken to the clacking sounds of mortar to pestle, grinding medical herbs to...
Oh, by the way... (Ch. 9)
People flocked to one cause or the other, and the sands were stained red with blood...
Your new Assistant, Sand
; 3.1 sand understands immediately.
Nymph Amidst the Desert Sands
Nalin pushed against those sands, trying to free his waist from their unpleasant heat. as he began to get leeway though, two lard hands scooped under his armpits, lifting him right out of the sand, almost like a child!
Sand and Blood, Part 1
Through the sands he sped, riding a large, sand-colored machine that hovered about a foot and a half above the ground. it was shaped almost like a torpedo with handlebars and a long seat.
Through the sands to Reia -Prologue-
A deep voice asked through the cloud of sand, "yes, covered in dirt but yes i'm fine." i managed to say mouth half-full of sand, i grabbed the outstretched hand and was pulled to my feet almost instantly.