Joining the Cavalry
Before dropping the final saddle outside of necrotes' stable.
The Furry Dead (Medieval Style) Part II - Chapter 3 - The Lion Tree, and The Walker in Winter
Timid had stood up tall in the saddle then, peering into the distance. the finder's star, on its silver chain, hung low and heavy as he leaned forward in the saddle. "what could it mean, van?"
Chapter One: Wilderness
And seated atop the saddle in the small of her back, legs strapped to the saddle to keep them from disrupting her wings as well as to prevent falling or being shaken off in the event of sudden maneuvers, sat vera.
Cargo
The dragon was eventually saddled and loaded, and the two continued their journey. * * * this was the third day of straight walking.
Dragon Breeding Warning Sign story
His breath._ eragon still mounted on top of saphira's saddle, she entered this cave.
A Theory of Equilibrium, Book 1, Part 3: Locks and Keys
His loose pants were tucked into his boots, and gellos swung into the saddle of his mare. he tied his knapsack over the back of her saddle, and tugged her away from the tavern.
Mythical Tales Chapter 3: Caen
"we've already delayed too long, we have to leave this group and get to caen today" "all right, you go tell miu, i'll saddle the horses" after i saddle our horses ollie walks over to me. "you're leaving?"
~ Down Range ~
Finn hunched low in the saddle, grit thick on his tongue. he told himself he’d make it to sundown — and maybe another after that. bran had done it for years.
A Tale of Lost Souls: Part Three
With a depressed sigh, he shoves the antique cigarette lighter back into his saddle bags, found memories of his past life dancing through his young mind.
Favors of the First Ones - Chapter 9
Komakwa grabbed a saddle that was hanging on a post and brought it to the stall across from jibble and went into it to saddle up another kwarren. jake watched as the bull put the saddle on the bird and tied it down under its belly.
Dragonblood Chronicles Ch. I: Fortress Tragic
I order from the saddle. he nods and takes off towards moate kune--the forest of dreams. . . . "vansele, tokala, vansele," i speak.
Mare Dominatus
The spray of black and oily fluids from beta that drenched the saddle heralded her orgasm. on cue and in programmed response, the hose-like shaft buried within her disgorged a thick stream of heated liquid rubber deep into her from its saddle-reservoirs.