in the Farm Stable story
The rhythmic trot of the mare creates a soothing cadence, harmonizing with the symphony of chirping crickets and rustling leaves. the rocks, weathered by time, provide a sturdy path for her journey.
Naantam, Naantam
He watched her all the while, they spoke of generalities but as the dusk grew dark and the faint trill of the first crickets of the year began singing their own names they turned to personal things. family?
The War ch1 A New Life
The crickets had stopped chirping now, they knew danger was around. his friends started to pull him and everyone out.
Moonlight
The crunching of leaves underfoot was complemented by the chirping of crickets and the light of the moon. charlotte let out a sigh of relief. "yeah, sorry. loud stuff like that gets to me after a while."
Fated Desires Part 1
I would watch him play and socialize with his friends they would always be doing something like playing a sport, mainly baseball, cricket, pass and dodge ball but the sport they played the most was football, the way he played was amazing, i don't know much
Team Canine Episode 2: The Pilot's Rage
Humans have used it so many times on me that it just sounds like crickets. and you'll hear it again if you two don't get your tails in gear and get along." wolf and greyfus got up and glared at each other.
A Howl In The Night, Chapter 1.
The only sound was the crickets outside chirping in the moonlight and the birds rustling in the trees, getting ready for the night. "i-i'm really sorry mikey. i didn't mean for that to happen, i didn't mean to kiss you." i said.
Curiosity Killed the Cat
-- a cricket. what was that? a black bird flies. that's fine.** all around, the darkness was setting in, but it was very close -- the source, the place that called out to the most curious nose.
Strange Owl Chapter 1
Even the crickets were quiet. another sound caught the people attention, but away from my bloody form. all eyes turned to the east of the fire and they saw the shaman and the chief standing there.
Winter's Parasite
Winter takes a deep breath, the forest silent except for the birds and crickets. he smiles as he feels a sense of security. his pure white skunk tail swishing as he lays down. unlike most skunks, he smelt of lavender.
Epilogue
These days, the cheeping of crickets was more familiar than blasting sirens. the howling of animals, the soft sound of fang's snores. there was a certain personal warmth to it all that she felt lent her a sense of purpose.
Adventures of Simo the Skunk: Escape from the Pray-Away-the-Gay Boy's Bible Camp! Part One
They lay next to each other on a platform that served as a deck in the rear of the fort, looking up at the stars, with only the sounds of crickets and frogs around them.