Time of Healing
Stuffed full with the discarded molted feathers of silverstream and terramar. and i knew of someone who made a house out of a bunch of spare pillows. ocellus. and had i never come out there into the empty plains, i...never would have found her.
A Story Of Many Stories
I had even molted; my lovely brown hair was gone except for the silver mark on my forehead! i could not believe that this was happening to me! it was as if my dreams were becoming a reality!
Outbreak to the Sky
I almost forgot about her very real presence looking in disgust at the various pieces of discernible moult embedded in the gunk stuck on my hands! however, i hadn't been working in the stables of arne to get so easily scared by a little of dirt.
Sent Kobold Chapter 7: Revolt's Chaos
That's how long you have before he finishes molting and turns into a bigger handful than what you're capable of handling."