Chapter Eight: Horses, Classes And Terror
Once home again she fed all the horses, mucked out then went to get herself some food since she was really hungry. after she had eaten, she went christmas shopping, returning home with a full car several hours afterwards.
A Patient Death 26: Love and War
Roland said, brushing himself off, failing to get even half the dirt and muck off. "i think you'd best be on your way, _lord estoc_." the colonel growled, saying his name like a curse. roland nodded. "of... of course."
Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 142: That Which Survives (All Of Our Tomorrows Were Yesterday Part Four)
"my daughter and i were sleeping in the hallway of our building when we were awakened by the knights, captured and dragged in front of the high mucky muck." the brunette said. "we were judged and sent here."
Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 139: The Most Scariest Thing Of All (All Of Our Tomorrows Were Yesterday Part One)
The high mucky muck will rue the day he became leader of this world, the day he created you animal people and the day he started oppressing the indigenous populations of counter earth.... rue!!!!_** **_that is quite the statement._** kaili said.
Down on the Farm
He wiped some of the muck off but surprisingly, it was very cooling. a natural relief from the sweltering country heat.
The Walk from Darkness to Light: Part 2
Guarden hair is usually very fine and soft, with almost a silky quality to it, muck like their fur. and yes, they do grow an under coat in the winter, though this is no where close to the thickness of our wild cousins.
The Pool, Chapter Two.
The drake sat before her, white teeth gleaming in the sunlight, whiskers twitching in epileptically; a perfect image of contentedness and anticipations blended together so well that, she figured, he could've convinced her to lie within a puddle of muck.
Black Meridian 16: To The Gallows
There's a map of the world here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1409576 the thumbnail image is "pyre" by "canisalbus" - https://www.deviantart.com/canisalbus/art/pyre-737380991 **16: to the gallows** thume trudged forward through the muck, inwardly cursing
Timothy and the Tartan Tomboy
"so nice te meet ye too." said sharon; "now... there's the matter of getting mah bike out of that muck." "we'll take care of that!" said jake. "yeah," said friendly, "count on us!"
Restless Spirits
Different times, different circumstances, but similar enough for the rakers of prime quality muck to smell blood in the air." the nicker in cory's voice was anything but amused. "with luck, it'll stay on campus; maybe dr.
Gortoz 'A Ran - Ch 39 - Bon a santé...
'look how it easily slices through-' 'i'm telling you, jimmy, his muck got-' 'feel like having a good time with me, sweetheart? simply call-' 'you are now watching the-' _"for fucks sake, is there really nothing on tv...?"
Perception
It was strange how one seemingly innocent trinket had managed to muck up his day. it all started with that tiny trinket, he concluded. he made a mental note to revisit the old man dante in the market later to straighten things out.