A Taste of Something Else ~ 20/20 Hindsight
The coyote shifts where he sits, drumming his claws together, resisting the urge to reach over and check his phone. “it just… feels bad, y'know?" “don't i know it." the wolf across from him leans forward, sighs, rests his chin in his paw.
Double Birthday Surprises ch. 7
Before we got to the door, the sound of drums could be heard. silver stopped short as her ears twitched. "taiko drums..." i paused. "what did you just say?"
Gap Year: Food, Food, Food, and More Food
He drummed the seat in front him, beaming white canines at me. "this is gonna be so much fun, dude." "you'll end up being more help than me though," i said. "why's that?" he said."well, you actually speak some languages here, i don't."
It Will Rain for a Million Years
Curiousness of the noise turned to something much more as the tribal drum of the noise rang out rhythmically.
Drac Ch3
He had chivalrously volunteered to carry the bass drum and tom toms in one hand, and the floor tom in the other.
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Thirteen
Once the sun had crested the oaks above the horizon, the elders called the chattering crowd to order by directing the ushers to sound the hand drums they carried. rhythmically and synchronously, the ten ushers drummed a slow rhythm.
Hawt Proxy Part 2
Behind the singer was a ginormous wolf playing the drums, and that's about all i could tell, because, you know, drum kit. and finally on the right was the only familiar face, alexei pavlov.
POV vore - you and an elephant
The bass drum of its heart thumps through you as you slip helplessly down its throat and into the waiting stomach. a mass of half digested hay cushions your arrival and the stink of wet vegetation mixed with bile fills your nostrils.
Family Days 16
His fingers drummed busily on the counter-top as he let out a sound mixed between a groan and grumble of annoyance. he had promised ben he would tell chris this week--and it was more than that, he wanted to! really, he did!
The Choice
They too sped up with the beat of the drum and the pace of my heart.
That Gay Goth Dog - A Year Gone By. Part 1.
I laid in my own apartment, the ceiling fan above me spinning slowly, wiich caused my mind, for some odd reason, to make a drum beat to the tempo of the fan. in minuets i had a full song."hayden?"
Last of My Kind Chp 1
He filled the oil drum with a few loose branches he snatched from outside and lit a fire using the matches he swiped from the lizard guard.