CHAPTER 2: Captive
He wanted to escape, get free, he was missing his home a lot more than he thought he would, it was comfortable back home, this cage was damp and foreboding, no animal should have the displeasure of having to sit in one.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 62
It felt weird, shoes without socks, and there was an unpleasant layer of dampness inside he was sure would only get worse over time, but just as long as he could walk, he'd bear it. tim kneeled down beside them and pulled off his gloves.
The Life of Another - Chapter 5
^^ the life of another - chapter 5 © jake atkinson after using several donated shirts to dry off i realized i was still far too damp to put on clothes and had no fur-dryer of my own.
Video Star
He did his best to get none of the soda on his paws, but still wiped them off with a damp towel before continuing on with his speech. "so you've seen what happens outside of a fur, which is pretty cool.
Fallout - Life Goes On
#2 of fallout i sat up in bed, fur damp from sweat, the covers ... i sat up in bed, fur damp from sweat, the covers torn off me.
Getting Ready for Church
Wrapped in a damp, beige towel. they'd showered together about twenty-odd minutes ago, and she was still drying her fur. "it's too short." "the shirt?" "i feel like it's gonna ride up ... when i sit down."
Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-eight
Instead, lopside seemed to be meditating over a collection of figures drawn in the damp soil. i recognized again the mystery figure of "2" but also others, many others.
Salcheck Island
The increasing dampness and splashing of the large raindrop from the trees muted any smell or scent. his fur was getting more and more wet. "eccch! i hate the smell of wet fox, especially when it's me."
Epilogue
Everything was white, and rising around her ankles, she could feel the damp thickness of clouds. all around, voices were singing, and she could hear wings rustling as birds flew in silhouette through still beams of light.
Scarred Love (Page Two)
Finally, after about ten minutes, i had to stop, i couldn't run any longer, my legs hurt, my lungs burned something terrible, and i couldn't manage to go any further, so i sat down on the damp earth and lied back on the ground.
Lost Cause
Walking back down the hall to my room and grabbed the keys to my plymouth breeze parked out front. brushing back my still damp hair i grabbed a light jacket and and turned to leave my room for the rest of the day.
Just a minute...
Growing behind me i was day dreaming in reality, my mind was criss-crossing what i could think & see in the center of this building, i felt a pulling to fall back i leaned as hard as i could forward, but couldn't get any slack i fell into what seemed a damp