The Lead Crown: Ch 5a, What's In a Name? (Pt 4)
He slowed for just a moment when he saw the splotch of red marring the grayish-white wool on the back of her arm. that hesitance was all she needed to hail him, "sir dragon?"
Daisy and Boss: 14 - The Mare with the Mouth (Part one)
Standing just outside of the door, dressed in a purple wool coat and a long lavender skirt with a lace edge, was a female goat in her twenties with luminous golden eyes that dani recognized instantly. it was daisy.
Hypnovember Day 7 - Gaze
His hair looks as soft and white as a lamb's wool, and his skin is ethereally pale. he's dressed in suitable clothes for a hike through the forest, but even from this distance, you can tell they look expensive.
Found (Ch. 16)
Grandma clover had knitted lily a bright pink scarf, once again made from her own wool. and grampa cameron had sent a book of fairy tales, just like the ones he used to read to val when she was a little kit.
One Size Fits All
Needless to say, things itched like hell when the fur vanished under the wool of tight socks. jt groaned and reached do to remove his shoes. he never got the laces undone before a cramp surged through both feet.
Red Moon: Revolution Chapter 13
The thick wool blankets fell off of her naked form, revealing her back that had a single mole on her left shoulder, right in the middle of the shoulder blade. "erika." sergei murmured and she turned to look at him.
Found (Ch. 18)
All three were wearing some new coats, courtesy of dawn and her mother, knitted from their combined wool. alice's coat made her look like a little white sheep, and the hood even had some additional poof to it, much like dawn's head wool.
Chapter 3 - New Life, Same Fears
My eyes lit up when i saw a thick wool blanket in her paw. the only thing stifling the urge to jump off this cot was the fear of what was holding onto the blanket so i waited trying to rock myself for comfort.
Love Lost, Chapter 1b: Concessions, concluded.
Nearby, percival's little sister combed a mareep's wool, giggling as static electricity frazzled her own hair while frankie's fluff became tamed and orderly. "i'm sorry, joe.
"The Gift": Richard's (SF) Storyline, Ch 3, Part 4
As i stepped back the pastor stood and, as i watched, he reached up and ran his right hand through the curled wool atop his head. "well, if ever you change your mind i'm here most every day."
Wolves and Lambs.
And our little girl looks just like her momma, but with gray wool and a gray wolfs tail like her daddy." i described them to her. "they sound beautiful," she said as she passed out. "go ahead and rest." i told her as i kissed her.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 13)
"it's rude to comment on a sheep's wool." "it's even ruder to comment on a serval's blood." desmond smirks. "to be fair, the serval blood's owner started it."