Calling the Storm God
**Calling the Storm God** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Commissioned by anonymous_ _ _ _ _ The vixen paused on the edge of the encampment, although it was better decorated than she could have imagined on hearing about the anthro...
western prolog part 2
He looks up at the lupine practically towering over him in a brown duster coat his wide brim hat shadowing his face as the wind plays with the hawk feather in its band.
Nargo, feral description
The sun filtered through the leaves and branches of the large trees of the forest, the rays blinking in and out of existence as the wind played through the dense foliage, making it rustle and whisper, making it feel as if the forest were alive and telling
Pleasure Hole
His long, red, strawberry flavored whiskers blowing in random directions as the wind played with them. he reached the restroom and pushed in the door, trying to quickly scoot in his long body before the door closed on him.
The Chat
:d he sat in the lush meadow, the warm glow of the sun on his tan skin, and the wind played in the tall blades of grass around him; sometimes it even rustled his thick, black hair.
Chapter One: A Fine How Do You Do
And think she did, sitting down in the grass and watching the wind play with the smoke, blowing it away and bunching it up.
Chapter One, Ghosts of The Past
He looks up at the lupine practically towering over him in a brown duster coat his wide brim hat shadowing his face as the wind plays with the hawk feather in its band. "s-s-orry boss thought one of the brats got away and did it!
Lovin' a Vixen (A Moonlace Story) Chapter 3
The wind played at her long loose hair while it tugged at his ponytail. "nicholas... i just want to thank you for all of this," holly told him after a pause in their conversation. they were right against a guard rail as they looked out over the city.
Wishing Well
I remember that one late august night, watching the moths mob the lantern's amber light, the summer wind playing with the flame, your ebon hair, swaying, caressed your neck. i saw you swallow. i envied your spit.
Matheau s2: Final Good-byes
He sat down carefully by the edge of the cliff and let the wind play over his body. it was rather chill this morning. more chilled than he had remembered it being since his arrival. but that was to be expected.
Hard at Work [Trade]
Liam was on his bed reading and eric sat at the computer finishing his online physics homework; soft music played over the speakers, a favorite of both dogs; outside it was a pleasant spring day, the sun gradually sinking closer to the horizon and wind playing
Eevee's Journey: part 1
It was an eevee, the wind playing with her brown fur as she ran, trying to get away from the pokémon behind her. one of the pokémon chasing her was a migthyena, growling as he chased her, accompanied with a pikachu and luxio.