The beginning of a long night
weaver reluctantly stepped out of the water, and out of her way. once jen had washed the soap from her body, she turned around and faced her back to weaver.
The middle of a long night
It was one of the toys weaver had in the drawer beside his bed. that sneaky, mischievous, beautiful woman. weaver looked down at her in surprise, and she looked up at him and grinned.
Moon Shadow Issue #2 Weaver Alone
Moon shadow is the first to get a piece of weaver's mind broadcasted to him.
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A Ship Trapped in Amber: Chapter 1
"iora, weaver. i need you on the bridge. _now_."
The Healing
Fire weaver stood slowly and gracefully, and held her hand out to rob. "come with me, child," fire weaver said gently, though it carried the command of a grandmother.
Red Ring, Black Ring - chapter 2
It would be master weaver. "time to get some food cooking," said master weaver. aidan smiled "yes. i'm hungry enough to eat a whole sheep!" master weaver laughed.
Chapter 9 – Chamber of Midnight
Eventually the magic burst out of her wing-tips and she settled into place along gloom weaver's body once more. "there, there ... well done," gloom weaver whispered as she stroked the younger pony's hair.
Chapter 8 - Twilight Moon
"i'm fine with that," gloom weaver said with a smile. "yes, but she's going to say yes," crescent moon said seriously. "moony," gloom weaver said cautiously. "i know she's your sister ... but ..."
It's Getting Hot Pt. 2
Both weaver and richter were scrambling for something to do. as the man in the tank's count reached three, weaver just said to hell with it all!
It's Getting Hot
The corner of may and 9th, that was where richter and weaver were told to meet this man who taped a letter onto weaver's apartment door. whoever it was, he did not give a name, nor did he mention how he knew their true identities.
The Red Recluse
weaver said, her arms crossed over her upper stomach. "ummm yeah, and do you happen to be a vixen?" he asked. "yes, why?" weaver asked, then she suddenly remembered the hole in her suit.
Roll Of Fate (9): Weaving the past, present, and future...
"so are you," i said, holding up my own hand which the small weaver stepped onto.