Brotherly Bonding (A Zourik Fanfiction)
We can see if we find a lake along the way too, if we do we can take the fishing poles and bait and fish the morning after." allan explained, it was true though both brothers hadn't been on a hike in these woods for years.
Qest: Primal - Chapter 12: Fishing Trip
He said, not even going to question her, going back to his fishing pole. "by the way, why'd you keep it from us? being a fighter for primal." "you didn't even know what primal was."
DREADWOLF Chapter 7
She ran away, snatching up the fishing pole and rushing back to the rock where she turned her back to him. he grumbled about personal space but decided to let it lie.
The French Job (Act1, Book1, Chapter6)
She grinned, seeing that he was the one now holding the figurative fishing pole. "you're telepathic. you may have to learn how to use it, and that's fine ... but you are empathic, and empathetic to my wants and needs. and that..."
Over Fishing
A long fishing pole rested in his slackened grip, held mostly in place by a mount at the base of his chair. the boat's soft rocking on the calm seas did their best to lull him to sleep, but the sun's brutal heat kept him from drifting off completely.
The Door (Ch. 21)
He was about to go looking for judy when nick approached him carrying two fishing poles, one of which was much larger than the other, and a red tackle box. "hey there bud, what d'you say to goin' fishing?" the red fox asked. "uhm...i've never been..."
The Raccoons: A Camping We Will Go!
"deal" bert and ralph headed out, with fishing poles and gear in paw, they shoved their canoe out to beaver dam lake, ready to spend some time in the great outdoors.
Wilderness
Corey set his fishing pole aside and stood, extending his hand. "hi! i'm corey peters. welcome to the area." the satyr took his hand in a firm grip. "nice to meet you, corey. i am archippus.
Preparations
A few fishing poles for the sea side, as well as a few lobster traps. if we caught any lobsters they'd be eaten the day we caught them the fish themselves would be skinned and gutted then immersed into brine in barrels stored in the main wagon.
Troubadours
Sometimes, it would side-wind on the sheets, and other times ... it would dangle in the air like the line off a fishing pole. "well, what kind of ... " "a vital, burning need.
Karma Express Delivery
Many of them had even moved beyond 'clever enough to use a tiny fishing pole to retrieve the cheese'.