Forest Encounter
\*\*\* i was looking at the map with knitted eyebrows. "there's something wrong with it." i say to myself as i fold it and put it in my backpocket, looking up. trees, trees and even more trees. "great."
[Cure] Leopard's the One
Slowly protrusions grew from the mounds, skin and muscle knitting to the sprouting bones. the leopard is knocked to the side as one leg grows suddenly.
All The Quiet Rains
The blanket is roughly knit and falling apart at some of the seams, but it works for its general purpose. i rest my coyote head on the pillow, and go to sleep. -=- the next day comes and goes: until the night, that is.
A Dragon and His Fan
He held what was not able to do so as closed as he could until the nanites had knit it together, then allowed her to dangle from his inflated bulb as he wandered over to the showers.
Under Seed and Sow
As well, it was indeed a ways off from the normally close-knit graces of pepperwood, the tree visible in the distance.
Renamon's Foxx Club Adventure!
The man stood over her and looking down and smiled at her renamon's brow was knitted and sweat dripped from her as she looked back at him her ears lade flat and timid.
Separate Ways 3.1
They'd been a loose-knit study group the previous semester, and had gotten along well enough to consider rooming together, except that housing near the college was prohibitively expensive.
Here be Dragons
There were many years ahead of her and she was comfortable living within the tight-knit group, skirting around the pecking order with a respectful eye.
Tina's Story Chapter 83 Obedience School - A Gray Muzzle story
In it was a slinky black knit cocktail dress. it was medium length, very tight and stretchy, and had a plunging neck and back. next she opened the smaller box. "what is this?" lydia asked, holding up a tiny object. "try them on!"
Sis- A Gray Muzzle story
She wore a short, black knit dress that complimented her lean figure perfectly. she stood, and greeted me with a hug and a kiss. "sis, i'm speechless. to what do we owe this?" "well, i wanted to thank you for all of your help.
Zion: Light of the New Moon Part 2, Ch 1.1 Doen (Non-Canon)
I can't help but wonder if the lack of apathy among us survivors is because we all naturally feel closer knit now than we did when there were a few hundred of us. there's a strange duality to all of it.
A Vixen's confession; another Gray Muzzle story
She was well dressed in business attire- gray suit, white knit top, fashionable heels. typical middle manager, she thought, though perhaps her heels were a bit high, the skirt of her suit a little short, especially considering the slit over one thigh.