Frosty Mornings
#8 of the musing equine when a mare comes home, there's a whole new life to get used to on a frosty morning at home... --- one more of my equine musings. thank you for reading <3 this story has been available for early reading one month ago on patreon!
Drives With Wolves: Chapter 6
I fired up the rx7 in the cold frosty morning and was on my way. work was seemingly uneventful for the first part of the day.
On The Ninth Day of Kinkmas
The pig had been left to endure, waiting in the dying light since he had been dragged awake from his cage earlier that frosty morning and led by his collar and chain naked through the farmyard to this very barn, and obediently he had allowed master redhorn
Kindred Flames: The Start of the Hunt
Pearl took a couple more long strides before releasing her from her grip, leaving may sitting on the dew dampened ground and shivering in the frosty morning air.
Tribe Chapter 2
Beth flung the girl through the door and into the frosty morning air, she tumbled and rolled through the snow. "give her hell honey!" slate laughed, drinking a paw full of water. "can't have these young bitches trying to steal your alpha!"
Evolution Part I: Chapter Thirty-five
I stopped pestering fat gut to exercise one frosty morning. i had gotten half hearted for a long time now, but he actually waddled up to me and asked if i was going to walk him. i lifted my head lazily. "go ahead if you want to."
All's Fair - Part 14
I asked once we'd shut the door on the sparkling, frosty morning. "aislyn has been up for quite some time, thank you," her voice answered from the top of the stairs, making me jump.
As your majesty wishes...story ver.
The advantage of being at home made it easier for the wolves to fight since they could easily adapt to the frosty mornings that sent many of the soldiers to the infirmary from pneumonia, while using the days when the snow would blanket the ground to launch
Chapter 8: Just Say When
After a long time of lying together beside the fire as the frosty morning pressed around them, zaldon felt kel trembling in his arms and was shocked to feel the sudden icy streams of what could only be tears in his fur.
Chapter 7: What's Eating Kilyan
They walked in a group of four to the pavilion, a barren place of withering grass in the wee hours of the frosty morning.
Leonidas and Destrier
Then he raised the flap of the tent and looked out into the frosty morning. the horse and wolf were at it. the horse was dancing about in a desperate attempt to avoid a knife that the wolf had apparently had hidden with him.
By the Firelight
So handsome in the frosty morning light. but she didn't want to leave the shelter. it was so tight and cozy, and it smelled like him. it would make an excellent. . .? nest? what was she thinking!?