A Country Coyote - Part 2
He staggered forward until he felt a familiar sensation against his hooves: straw, and he reached out with his hands to confirm it was, in fact, a great stack in front of him.
Chapter 47 - The High Priest
The buildings were in a haphazard array of completion, some were refined brick and mortar while others were straw huts. there was no consistency to the chaos.
Phoenixs story
We went through the double doors and found the whole place was covered in little arched shrines with straw in them, some where empty but still had the straw nest inside while others had what seamed to be enormis egg shaped rocks in the straw nests or at least
Cubi Ascension: Catalyst
I managed to sit myself up, using my free hand to brush the straw clinging onto my blonde hair, leaning forward to the raccoon sitting on the opposite side. she had some broad hips, i guessed she had a few children until now.
The Treeflower Oddyssey: Chapter 1 - The Beginning.
Looking down, she noticed her feet dragging through small clumps of hay and straw that littered the floor. "strange..." she mumbled to herself, before realising that hay and straw meant other living creatures, usually.
Friday Chapter I A Friday Afternoon
He gave her a playful rub on the back of her head which only pressed her head in the straw more.
Three Little Nobles and the Big Bad Wolfen
The first little noble girl soon saw a man living on her land, who had a field of straw.
Worth A Try [Commission]
Spencer slurped idly at his drink, having to suck extra hard to get the little bits of pounded strawberry through the thin straw.
Demiverse: Those of the Light - 2
He could set his bedroll opposite the straw and canvas. it wouldn't leave much room, but it was better than having wet straw to deal with.
Tales of Furope: The Rise of Lykanos
...though, if you'd like, you can still have a small, straw hut on the outskirts of town, because, y'know.
A day in the life of a footstool
Even if he wanted to rebel and use it, he wouldn't be able to pull himself up onto the soft comfortable surface of the straw, barely a foot away from the rough stone floor. he looked down at the metal caps that hid the remains of his right arm.
Eyes like the Forest (7)
The forest no-longer-gray had awoken some hours before dawn, having slept as much as he was allowed, and made a breakfast of wild berries and a crust of bread leftover from the previous day's meal, all while watching that fragile construction of wood and straw