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
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.
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.
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 ...
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?"
I, Dacien -- Chapter 22 Part One -- Conclusion
The only time he looked surprised was when addrissant reported that wheat had an irregular heart.
Cows Transformation
Saying nothing, she went quickly back to her bootlaces, sliding her boots off before settling back onto her hands in the wheat field.
Birds of a Feather
Meelk has wheat in it. noodles are wheat." "but i can't taste it! i think." "oh, just come on!"
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.
What Happens in the Field of Reeds (R)
She looked away, holding out her hands to let them glide over the top of the golden wheat. ** "usually my pull to the earth keeps my eyes open.
Dream World
We stood up on our feet, avoiding the burning wheat as we searched for whatever attacked us.
Fertility Fix: Barnyard Breeding
My whiskers quivered with each stealthy step, guiding me unerringly until i parted the last sheaf of wheat with delicate paws and peered into the clearing.