Brood Father ch.5
I don't want to get some kind of horrible parasitic bugs in my fur or anything. i had that happen to me several times back home. do you have any idea how bad yellow-back fleas itch?"
Capra Sanguine
Abby, yes that's her name then i notice that my neck is sore, i reach up my hand and rub the area... bite marks... not from an insect, no they feel like teeth marks...
The Strawberry Thief
.^^ posted using postybirb the strawberry thief once again summer has arrived, the air was thick with pollen and insect cries. perching on the fence, i spread my wings, bathing myself in the sun's warm rays.
A Saxhleel Story: prologue
Frogs sang and insects buzzed, yet nothing remained here but a dead and abandoned village in the marsh, and not a trace of what had taken place in the dark of the night.
A Calculated Risk
He poked his head outside, scanning over the various plant and insect life scattered around him. one step after another, he slowly made his way out of his house as the sun shone down from above.
Simple plant
Being infested and infected with insects galore. having people call me a weed to hinder my beauty. and all i can do...is hope the world will be merciful to something so vulnerable. why can't my life be simple? like a plant.
The Moth Chronicles #1: Prologue.
They have been very provoked by your father's behavior of breaking into every insect's homes, killing the parents and taking their children." "understood, master. but these little ones, these moths, will put an end to his killing spree."
MF-EP23-The Grand Finale-
So the final dungeon was this whole grand palace that was looking like it was being constructed with it being infested with monsters like an insect to garbage.
Somewhere in Nevada
Occasionally, the waters of the oasis outside ripple, though not by any apparent wind or insect. no fish live in this small, clear pool. if one were to look into it, they might see the bottom, or they might not.
The evening
Sounds of nocturnal animals and insects started emitting; alerting others it's time of night.
Lazy Day
The whisper of the wind through the grass, the buzz of insects and the chirp of birds provided a muted symphony of the mountain, the green and life covering it. their own communications were equally subtle, a touch here, caress there.
His Story part 1: A Tragedy
A small figure sped through the forest, snapping at small insects that were flying in the air. none of them were captured, upsetting the figure. "aw... man!" he moaned.