Arvians - Little Lamb
He tutted a few notes of birdsong, interspersed with words of the arvian language that kassandra barely caught.
Chapter 17
birdsong off in the distance. the loud rustle of wind through leaves. a wet scratching sensation on my nose. again, again, and again. i opened my eyes to the flash of teeth, white fur, and a long pink tongue.
The Alchemist's Assistant Part 9
"it's okay, they'll be quiet for now, you go find a nice quiet spot to listen to the birdsong. and maybe find a cloth for afterwards..."
Sir, This Is A Leshie
A flurry of birdsong erupted from behind him, then a torrent of dead leaves whipped up in a gale as the beasts jaws began to open.
Legends of Hyrule: The Minstrel's Madam
Amali's coo's and calls of pleasure were all just sweet birdsong on the air, but she could tell that she was trying to keep her volume down.
The Deer and the Wolf (drawing-based story)
The thought of finally thrusting my knot into him, calling him my beloved mate and him calling me his beloved too, sounded more beautiful than any birdsong in the treetops.
Trading Your Body
Moans freely flow from your throat and join with the early morning birdsong. you worry that someone might overhear you, but there’s nothing you can do to stop yourself.
Secret's Story: Memory 2
Any other noise came from the faint birdsong outside or the nervous breaths of the two inside. secret slid a hand across the desk closest to him. composure.
[SNEAK PEEK] Morning Commute
It was a simple drone, long extended chords that had a comforting, soothing regularity to them, along with the ambience of a rainforest - birdsong, rustling leaves, chirping frogs and the like.
Squirrelled Away
A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, while birdsong and the buzz of insect wings thrummed in the air. the glade was plunged into half-light, the sun's rays streaming through the leaves above.
Ira's Painting
Ira’s paw makes soft, long and flowing strokes on the canvass, the marrying of brush to material joining the birdsong and leaving the wolf’s ears pinned back and tail swishing in bliss.
The Sweet Treat and The Rising Sun
He listened to the sweet birdsong and felt the warm air rustling through his forest green fur with the feeling of freedom that this weekend would bring.