Differences
As the fox continues he see's his reflection in the water‚ he slaps the reflection as if it were a threat then hesitates to drink the water. he moves back towards the grass so he can be well sucluded while he drinks and settled down.
Blue
His bluish hazel eyes reflected sunlight and his orange shirt with cargo pants made people think of his carefree attitude. his flip flops did not help much either.
Terry at Disneymoon
Sitting alone in his new dressing room, terry stares at his reflection in the heart-shaped vanity mirror. his fair skinned face is soft with big cheeks and a round chin.
Wolf Strain 7;9;42;50
As he turned towards his bed, a reflection of him self became momentarily visible, on the reflective surface of a nearby table. what he saw forced him to look back. his arms were a blue-ish tint: not the skin, but hair.
Time
He locked eyes with his youthful reflection as he sorted through the possibilities, but a new presence in the water to his right drew his eyes to it and when his gaze fell upon the new reflection, he felt his heart explode. "kate?"
MHO pt 3 - Highland Bunnies - Chapter 12
But then she turned and glared at the wall for a moment as she waved her other hand, temporarily turning part of the wall reflective. the boys could see their own reflection, but hers was... missing. she crossed her arms and tapped her foot. "oi.
Demon Castle Digitalpotato - The Egyptian Hall
Peter said as he ran to the river, looking at his reflection. surprisingly. it was quite clear, but also reflective. he not only saw the sandy bottom of the 'river', but his reflection. his face was covering in white, just like his hair.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 62
The reflection up above did not share her enthusiasm, gazing down with wrathful green eyes it made no secret of its disappointment.
A Stranger in Suburbia (An Interactive Story) - Prologue (19)
#19 of a stranger in suburbia a moment of reflection.
In Misty Pools Way Down Below
Moons reflecting eyes mirror worlds tumbling through mirror planes god and goddess, existence and nothingness all is one here in the undertow in misty pools way down below fungal claws grasp and grate, pulsate, shake stretching relentlessly to
Identity: Chapter Twenty-Six
_ _in truth_, he reflected, _i am more of a grim reaper than a prophet_.
DE: A Tale of Dark Eden
_ as the blast grows and clouds my sight, i can see my reflection on the glass and i see... ...i'm smiling.