Spike
Legs were nowhere to be seen on the grey mass, but a head popped into view as it ducked rather haphazardly under the doorframe to the kitchen. fiery orange hair, burning red eyes, a mountain of grey fur...
Juryokine: Chapter One
As he went, his eyes skimmed over the half-finished pieces of machinery that sat on the tables, with countless tools and materials strewn haphazardly around them.
An Unexpected Voyage
He shoved the flag haphazardly into his belt and took the jersey proudly from the voyageur's gm, posing for the photo that the team photographer was set up to take. the smile never leaving his face, he followed mr.
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 51: Under the Winter Sun
There was a small dressing table in a corner, though it looked haphazardly put together with lots of bags on it. "alright, you, come here." the elk finally called him over. "so, you want to apply as a freelancer for this event?"
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 15: The Trees Left Standing
The grey wolf still stared at him, then haphazardly tried to stand up. he whimpered, "t-t-t-thank you," and ran away into the alleyway, almost falling on his way. kevin only watched him go, then went back to the street where people quickly swarmed him.
The Cat's Stroll 17
Weeds and unknown bushes covered the ground haphazardly, and rock formations like tiny mountains were commonplace. even the sky above seemed to be another; a layer of grey clouds lingered, seemingly intending to hinder the light of the sun permanently.
Bon Hiver
One of excitement and glee, ducking as field tossed another, and then haphazardly winging one of her own. happening to catch the mouse's gloved paw. cancelling out the snowball he was about to toss. snowball hitting snowball.
Claws of Anosmia
Trudging through the haphazard aisles of the bazaar you could tell when a storm approached; the more sensitive species packed their wares early and the howling crowds quieted themselves as people fled for shelter.
The Call of the Wretched Sea, Chapter 2: Below The Sun
Written across the walls of every deck on the ship was a simple word, scribbled in haphazard, scratchy lettering. twilight.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 8
Amos started to fumble through all his papers again, peering at them, discarding them, shuffling them into haphazard piles. "i know we have one somewhere around here..." he ducked beneath the table and rummaged some more. "aha!"
Letting Loose
His slithering was less graceful as his tail bulged with weight, moving from a motion that looked almost majestic with the movements of his long tail sliding serenely back and forth, to a sort of awkward chugging that moved haphazardly to and fro.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 48
Luke's words slipped out in haphazard mutterings, falling from his numb lips in-between gasps for breath. it felt like his lungs were both freezing and burning at the same time, but he couldn't give up.