The Spark
He awoke sometime later, to find her kneeling over him, dabbing his forehead with a damp cloth. 'where am i and what happened?' he asked 'you're in our tent, and they had a wood elf, hidden up in the rocks above.
Prologue- I Just Want To Help People
Kayden's fur gets damp, even his clothes soaked in water. his jeans start to uncomfortably chaff up every time he moves his legs. the white t-shirt he wears clings to his body. his tail, fluffy and white, is in front of him, cradled in his arms.
Becoming: Part 9-Eviction
By no means was it dry, but it was no longer quite as damp as it was before and it wasn't as cold either.
Daily Mischief - A snack for two
That soggy, damp tongue lapped over his tiny body, curling behind him and scooping him up into the hungry maw. the dog's eyes never stray from the screen as his muzzle turned towards the treat.
The sphinx (game writeup)
The damping field also stifles any attempt to damage the room or create anything in it.
GOLDPAW redux.
The dark furred coloured chakat, with light brown head of hair and two white tear drop patterns on hir cheek was panting and breathing as meniska was wiping hir heated forehead with a cool damp cloth. "starburst..." tear drop yipped.
Burdens - Chapter 77: Recovery
He was breathing heavily and his clothes were damp from sweat and dew from the grass. hunter nodded and wagged. he did not show any signs of fatigue, in contrast to the ferret and fox. suddenly, the wolf lunged forward.
The Storm Wolf: Tranquil waters - Blurb & Echo
The damp, cold sensation on my skin made me certain that i had lost enough blood to soak almost all of my fur. bit by bit, it continued to flow slowly but steadily. is there anyone here?
Forest Keep 1
James pulled his slightly damp clothes on and whistled his horse over; he would have to remember this lake. it was close to the keep and was private enough to clean and relax in without worrying about unexpected visitors.
Fox Lake
A cup with cool water and a damp cloth were also ready by her side. 'i hope this sickness leaves my body soon.' the kitsune shuddered and clutched the blanket.
Poem #40: The Leaves
_the leaves_ the leaves are damp, but not cold; they feel as if they have been run under luke warm tap water. the smell of dew upon grass is found, like upon the morn. they curl as a paper in fire, only slower.
Barred: Chapter 2
He grimaced and tried to ignore the dampness, swiping his bangs aside from inside his hood then tapping on the black, marble bar top. it was surprisingly clean. he didn't like his reflection in it.