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...
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.
Ghost of the Western Cretaceous Sea
In the evening's grey when set is sun but light is not yet gone, in rain curtains that wash these walls of clay, and in the swelling ever-saddening song the wind plays on the twisting trees of green, there, there i've seen the sea.
Breaking the Limit
Go ahead and wiggle your toes as the wind plays with them. filling the air is the sound of a calming hymn. break the limit, hold your dreams close and so you can be alive. the smell of cinnamon rolls invading your nose, so fresh and yummy.
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.
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.
The Promise Chapter 1- Beginnings to an end
A calm caressing wind played with his fur making him murr in bliss as he enjoys his sanctuary. the sound of approaching footsteps wakes him from his quaint dream. his eyes open slowly to see a lean yet muscular tiger looking down at him smiling.
The Dragonwolf Brigade, Chapter I: Strife
He straightened himself and sighed, his brick red cloak dancing freely in the wind's playful touch. the silence of the moment was broken when a messenger ran up toward him.
Believe – Chapter 4: The Storm
The wind played with her like a cat with a ball of wool. it pushed her right and left but always further down the hill.
Sili x Lesly - part 3
At first they modestly tap on my body, but their intensity and speed quickly rise as the wind plays with trees. lightning cuts the sky and thunder follows. my body freezes completely. i am unable to move. i feel only rain falling on my body.