Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 114
Still stepping between his older and rapidly disappearing footprints, banno approached a tree he had singled out earlier, one that was sure to be seen even in the dark.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 23
Still stepping between his older and rapidly disappearing footprints, banno approached a tree he had singled out earlier, one that was sure to be seen even in the dark.
Drac's Rule 34 Harem (Reboot) 1: A Visit of Pride
Wildebeests and boar, it looked like, had been the last ones here, and he could see a few footprints that looked like they might have come from crocodiles in the water.
Prince's Private Beach
He crouched down to one knee and felt around the rim of one of the footprints, testing to see how fresh they were.
Revisions...
With a strange face it was enough to scare any kid it would be outside the window, in the yard, sometimes by the entrance at the door it seemed persistently active for years, but never came inside it had me inspecting outside at times, looking hard for footprints
I'm back with "got to kill"
His steps lead him down, every footprint leaving behind a little patch of blackened grass and soil. "i've got to kill... i've got to kill.... i've got to kill...."
Communicator (Ratchet & Clank: Rift Apart Fan Fiction)
She left footprints with clank's robo-seed all the way up to the bar's exit. a robotic server approached clank as he finished climaxing. "an oil refill, sir?" he asked with a shit-eating grin.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 5
Maybe she would have turned around and gone back the way she came, carefully stepping inside her own footprints, but she _wasn't_ alone.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 5
Maybe she would have turned around and gone back the way she came, carefully stepping inside her own footprints, but she _wasn't_ alone.
Naira's Search, pt 1 (MHO)
And there were occasional footprints, and sometimes strange carvings in the ground that had mostly, but not completely been worn away.
Poem: The Wars Of Forgotten Memories
The winds of forgotten memories walk down the path of never ending lands which once held fading footprints of the winds, their hearts sing within the darkness listening for the light which once guided the lone souls of tomorrow.
The Caves of Hoia
He had a few pictures on his cellphone, those of a wide, almost reptilian footprint in the dirt that sunk a half a foot beneath the frigid earth.