Seconds Hand (Otherwise Untitled)
As he skidded through the sluiced mud and gravel, his eyes again caught sight of the lights he'd hoped to be the city.
Wolfmaker - Chapter Two
He considered continuing on, but a sudden gust knocked him over into a mud puddle with a yelp. he stood back up on all fours, shook out his pelt, and padded over to the fence.
The Great Prophet Of Zao Chapter 18: The White City
The bodies of fallen guard dogs lay submerged in mud leaving behind their limbs to sprout out of the ground forming gravestones.
The Dangerous Path Less Traveled
The mud looked as if it was _crawling_ up her ankles, swallowing up the white fur as it passed across. "i can't keep up with you!"
Tree: part 2
He grabbed me by the shirt, his grimy claws leaving mud marks on my white shirt, and held me close. "whatever you do, stay away from that place and don't go in the woods at night! you'll never walk out!"
Chapter 18: Don't Leave Me
Bright pink flowers crowded the mud-brick steps either side as kel and aliona hurried up the gravel walk leading to them.
Sara's date with a wolf.
You both arrive at a rail road crossing where a bridge sits. he dashes under, and skids to a halt in the mud. were here, he says **_how do you respond? _** is it much further?
Ein Wolf in der Falz – Loosening His Bootstraps
The nimble vehicle's tracks slung mud behind its sturdy treads, the all terrain vehicle almost hopping across the drizzling, fog shrouded battlefield. the russian attack had come swift but not entirely without warning.
Protecter of the Forest
Looking down, peter noticed what his hiking boot had dislodged from the mud. bending down, he dug into the mud so he could pull it out and get a better look at it.
MEADOWLANDS (1) - Engl
Brun pulled some more nuts from the mud and threw them over. "those long-neck runners are lucky", ike said as he picked them up. "they lose their antlers every year and i heard they give them to others as a present.
The Dark Warrior: An Attack
When my conscious memory returns to me, all i recall is staring up into the face of the one i had attacked, feeling paws restraining my arms and legs, forcing me to sink into the mud as though it were quicksand.
Original ending
I followed the mud thinking who could have wanted to break in? "well do you want some ice tea?" i listened closely and heard a low "yes." i walked to the kitchen. i whisper "ghost who's here?" "someone."