A New Adventure
Champ nodded then walked over to clair and sat next to her as she twisted and weaved grass leaves together. he said nothing as he watched her. she glanced up at him momentarily but remained silent, she finally sat the weaving down and glared at him.
Heart of the Forest ~ Chapter 5
Soil- and wood-brown fur mixed with stone grey and sandy tan, mottled and dappled by shadow and old wounds, thick cords of muscle weaving in and out of the arms and chest and...
Festival of Stars
With smooth, sweeping gestures of his wings, the drake danced along to the beat and weaved in and out of the light beam.
The Governor and Her Shadow Chapter Nine (Story Update)
Poodleton," was weaving through the elegantly dressed guests with a mission in mind. his eyes flicked towards diane, then locked onto marcus.
Sigma Squad - Blurb
We are sigma squad, and this is the tale we weave. chapter 1: the railroad abel, the red fox, embarks on a journey in pursuit of freedom.
Dynasty: Origins, Act 04: Racing Out of Debt
The weaving was making me a bit cautious, but i wasn't about to be bested and let bernie end up nearly being killed for his debt. it seemed like this racer didn't use cheap weapons to gain the lead.
Chapter 1 Stupid Sheep
He was very thin and small and thus had been given the task of weaving grass baskets with his sister while their big, hardy brother went out with the other stronger sheep to roll giant bales of hay.
A Sinking Feeling [CM]
In response he loosened his fists and muscles, letting her coils guide him along with their own trail as he weaved through her body along the branch, only a bulge to the outside world.
The Cold and The Rain
The long spikes of the branches waved and weaved in the wind. the storm winds blew. moaning and whistling, never louder than a whisper; i could hear it as the storm vented its fury. the cold rain fell.
Welcome to Heat Street: C6 - Signal Loss
But now, weaving back toward the booth, she realized this wasn't fun for him. she'd been too loud. too touchy. pulling him into her chest like she owned him. why is she taking advantage of his good nature? she knew she wasn't pretty.
Battle Master, Prologue
In your earlier missive you asked if i had time to work on my weaving. as you well know, dearest hector, i am never far from a loom, and even now i am working on a magnificent piece for you.
Through Breath and Sight - Chapter 2
#2 of through breath and sight quite without direction, i weave my way blindly through the trees, eyes turned down to the dewy grass, whip hanging limply from my paw; and perhaps it is hours, perhaps mere moments, before, instinctively stopping and glancing