Cal
The embarrassed german shepherd finished pouring his mountain dew in time to hear the calico at the counter call out, “order for roy.”
Until Death - Beyond those hollowed words
"i was expecting a 'mountain dew' shirt that was green and a pair of ripped jeans." he answered with a smile. "heh well i am glad you like them. put them on, i have to check my email real quick and we'll be off." "alright, i'll be back in a minute."
Ledyba's Story - Chapter One
Hundreds of them, just resting on the ground with dew collecting on their shells that glittered in the midday sun. they were all fast asleep. completely unsuspecting.
Third Arc Crimson Moon: Epilogue
Somewhere i can close my eyes" - i closed my eyes - "take a deep breath" - i took a deep breath... and i smelled chad's clean, crisp, dew-drop scent - "and go to that place. _but..."_ i opened my eyes and stared directly at alexiel.
The Fast Life And Times Of The Indy Punk
dew and we were on our marry way. we walked around the city and just talked for around 3 or 4 hours. then we decided to just hang out in the local park. after around 45 minutes, we decided that it was getting late and that it was time to part ways.
Just Another Gay High School romance chapter 8
G grabbed a mountain dew and sat at the table. "so, are you doing anything later today?" "i was gonna spend the day with will." coren said, smiling at the thought of his beautiful blue eyes. "you've been hanging out with him a lot lately." mr.
The Precipice of Disaster
"they're always gone on the weekends for business, so i get to do whatever i want," she shrugged, pulling out a mountain dew. "want one?" i nodded quickly, but when she tossed a can at me, i wasn't ready.
Weekly Haiku: Wolf
Also, this has inspirations of one of my character in it too~ x3 the moon shone brightly fresh dew twinkled like the stars a lonely wolf howled
We Used to be Wild
We dove into dew. flesh blooms. flank heaving. breath shatters. warmth, startled, flees. feathers and falling ash. they caged me just to save me. i pace in front of my window, daylight dies between the bars.
The Ash
Longer fresh with the searing burn of fire's youth i am light carried tenderly upon the restless breeze away, away from my once home all i knew i'll settle atop the frigid beauty of the grounded grass quietly, quietly enveloped beneath the morning dew
Waiting to be Human
They breath in tune, in time, with the rustling winds, and chirping of the crickets in the dew. the poignant scene is incuplable.
Procyon Prowling: alliterative verse
**procyon prowling** _by altivo overo (copyright 2020)_ in silence she slinks through the silver-dewed garden, wandering walkways, wishing for sustenance.