Withdrawal Symptoms
The soft, tweeting sound of the door chime. chirrup! it sounded again. a blink. finally, a blink, and a deep exhale, and she shook her head lightly, as if stepping out of a revelry. and hadn't she been in a revelry?
What Lies Beyond the Walls, Book II: Chapter 1
Urthquake almost found himself smiling, especially when he heard a few birds tweeting in the distance and what sounded like a woodpecker poking at tree bark. the wind blew gently across his face again, carrying the scent of the warm spring afternoon.
JIH Chapter 8: Point the Way
"you were tweeting like a bird!" "no i... what's a byrd?" "wait, what's going on? who's talking? master! you're okay!" zoe cried out. it dawned on me.
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 32: Revive
Other furs froze at a second shrill whistle tweet and stumbled their slow way to a theory of safety. i saw their near-despair in hollow eyes, feeling some of it myself.
Chapter 3 Fay and Leo First Kiss <3
*-after the ice cream-** all four of them laid on the grass looking up at the sky might've even fell asleep they've been silent for past couple hours just enjoying the relaxing moment, all could be heard was the trees rustling and pidgys and swallows tweeting
Invasion of the 4th Dimension (Part 2)
The bird tweets made her dreaming of what she liked to achieve. erona had put her crossed arms on her chest with stretched legs, sensing the soft moss under her neck. suddenly the bright sunlight disappeared and a shadow covered her face.
Graceless
I was greeted by the tweeting of a song and the rattle of a metal cage as i closed the door and began searching the wall beside me for the lights.
The Avian's Apprentice: Chapter 1 - The Avians
To the average canine sailor or any observer, the avian tongue seemed like a hodgepodge of tweets, twitters, coos, and different kinds of clicking. so to many of them, it seemed like their two guests were singing angrily at one another.
True Love?
A few years pass as alex and jacob are fitted for a tux, it was a beautiful day, the sun was shining, the birds were tweeting, the grass was growing lush and green.
Lonely Oak Chapter 109 - Horseplay
The tweet of a whistle grabbed their attention. "when you finish eating," said one of the third-grade teachers, "you can play 'till it's time to group up again." some of the kids that had eaten quickly, excitedly hopped off their benches and took off.
Job Search
They spoke much the same way the rabbits did, not a click or tweet of their native sounds. they stuck to almost straight english as though any other sounds were foreign to them.
Comfort Zones
I'll send out a tweet, or a text, or... i dunno, something. just so long as they don't send out the state police or something looking for me." they collapsed into her bed.