The Color of the Wheat Fields
#1 of starlight: colors the color of the wheat fields for jessica elwood (jessicaelwood.deviantart.com) by the muse of caprice and whimsy (mocaw.deviantart.com) disclaimer: the "jessica elwood" fursona and its distinctive likeness is the property
The Progeny, The Wheat, The Battle 2
The tiger grabs onto his shoulder as blood flows down his chest. "Heh... what? No... I knew you had it in ya. So... what's this do, huh? Am I going to collapse on the ground, dead in a minute? Or am I going to be writhing in agony for hours before you...
The Progeny, The Wheat, The Battle 1
6The rain roars through the village, leaving everyone stranded in their huts. With all of nature's fury pouring down, there are two who stand unafraid of the water. Tobias, the stranger, a tiger with a message, remains just outside the door,...
The Next Day
wheat grass wasn't nice. there was a word for it. rarity continued babbling little soft-spoken consonants, eliciting a raised eyebrow from wheat grass.
I, Dacien -- Chapter 22 Part Two: Conclusion
Privately, addrissant had been looking distressed, but never where wheat could see it. socks thought wheat knew at least that much; the two of them spent so much time together that wheat had to know _something_ was bothering addrissant. although ...
I, Dacien -- Chapter 22 Part One -- Conclusion
The only time he looked surprised was when addrissant reported that wheat had an irregular heart.
Toni's Diary Entry #7 - The Universe vs. the Six-Inch Monster
Now, the wheat was tall, but short enough as to where you can see the many rows of wheat grass behind the front. i stepped off my porch, thinking that the sound was coming from the wheat field.
Dungeons & Adders CH7
The squirrel handed him a package of wheat, and the ferret walked out of the alley, continuing home with his brother. ch7
United Through Two Worlds Chapter 1
Where the fire light ended, the star light began, white, arcane light pouring from the lights in the sky, making for quite the sight over the wheat fields.
The replacement
He stop at the edge of wheat road. "lost of wheat growing around here. i guess that's why it's called wheat road." the zangoose says barely out of breath. he looks up and down the road "i wonder if i missed him.
Take Me Home, Country Roads
If one stood up high on something, they might just see the occasional break in the wheat where a road or fence lay, or perhaps a barn or farmhouse standing tall like a rocky outcrop breaking the surface of the ocean of wheat.
The Squirrel Next Door
Emerson gazed out at the empty wheat field. "gotta plow that up, now. plant something else. it was annual wheat, so that's the only cutting i'm getting out of it." "mm-hmm," the squirrel echoed distractedly. "plowing, eh?"