Choose your weapon- if you don't have one, there are a few laying around the edges of this courtyard that you may choose from. i will manifest a matching one.
Adventure, Canine, Cervidae, Cervine, Custom Species Names, Deer, Fantasy, Ghost, Husky, Hybrid, Konuul, Magic, Male, Primitive, Sereva, Tribal, Undead, Wolf, wusky
_that should be long enough._ kyra hops down off the support and walks carefully to the far edge of town. a pair of tanoi guards stand at the edge of a wooded area.
Book, Drama, Fantasy, Ibex, Magic, Novel, Rabbit, Snow Leopard, Story, Story Progression, Story Series, The Wildlands: Attria, Tiger, War, coming of age, middle ages, pine marten, politics, serious, travel
Stone steps led down into a sandy edge, and stretched further down into a vast lake. below, at the water's edge, i saw the soldiers and two young men, barely out of childhood. i turned to lady atoska.
"your casters?"
"they are the best we've got.
Adventure, Bonds, Dreams, Episodic, Fantasy, Magic, Memories, Mystery, Story, beasts, spellcaster, spirit, summoner
The color was almost squash-yellow, and the light made a solid ribbon of sheen along the edge of the body's curve.
she reached in, and dug her fingers beneath some of the newspaper.
Brother, Bunny, Bunny rabbit, Character Development, Family, Female, Girl, Lagomorph, Male, Rabbit, Siblings, Sister, Story Progression, Story Series, brother and sister
All that was left of the mewthree was a black marble statue with purple highlights, perched on hands and knees at the edge of the lake.
Magic, Object, Statue, Transformation
Harsh daylight struck the edges of the floating white structures, lighting up their edges with a silvery luminescent aura. the scene was picturesque, stunning, beautiful... brief.
Excerpt, First Time, Internal, Jeremy, PG, SFW, Sad, Short, Solo, cloud
Kiba's sword was a single edge, curved blade, passed on to him by his grandfather. its origin was unknown to him; he only knew what he was told, that it was forged with magic, and that this blade chose him to be the bearer of its sharp edge.
Fantasy, Story Series
His hooded overcoat, made of tough black leather weathered dirty grey, its edges frayed and stained with dirt, with chainmail sewn into the lining. bracers and greaves backed by softer fabric.
Fantasy, Male, Wolf
From under water he pointed at the edge of the pool. the two shark boys knew that they were in trouble and did not want to get kicked out. they swam over to the edge and climbing up sat on the edge of the pool.
Anthro, Otters, Summer, Water park, fun, slice of life
He'd arrived with no other goal than to stand of the edge of the world and see the ocean. it was well worth it. he wasn't sure if it was the wind in his face or the feeling of standing at the edge of the world that was making his eyes water.
Growth, Macro, Otter, Transformation, Weasel
Midnight stopped to look up on the edge of the ridge and i followed his gaze. nirvelli was poached on the edge of the ridge above us with the spear in his paws.
"nirvelli, where have you been?"
"quiet!" the otter immediately shushed midnight.
Anatomically Correct, Anthro, Arctic Fox, Character Development, Clean, Death, Fantasy, Male, Medieval, Otter, Story Series, Wolf, mountains