Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 21: Birthday Party
The red wolf didn't reply, instead he just moved to the rhythm. when the music ended, they separated. they bowed slightly, then tom looked up to give the other a weak shove.
Teaser: Kiss the Girl
Kri joining as well, her bared talons ticking out a rhythm on goober's hide. harann's voice lifting into a wordless song, rising and rolling with the improvised rhythm while they waited. and waited. ...and waited. not that kri particularly minded.
Legend of the OmeletWings - Chapter 13: Waiting
She looked over to where summit was sleeping peacefully, his stomach rising and falling in the gentle rhythm of sleep.
The Witch of Black Waters
The creature was the ocean and the song the rhythm of the world itself. the man pulled his long black coat closer to himself as he adjusted his glasses to look up at the moon.
Journey's End
He rocked gently in the chair, the light rhythm of the wood creaking on wood joining the surf. the eyes filled with the wisdom of age took in the view before shifting downwards to his partner when she shifted slightly against him.
A Fox Amongst Wolves part 5: The Aftermath
Sleep eventually found me as i slept to the rhythm of his breathing.
Journal Entry, First Day
Along with all wishing and willing to participate, in large drum circles, howling and mewling and purring and all types of crazed wonders and rhythms and harmonies, a sensation is set.
the unnamed ch 4 We Meet Again
Tabor's heart matched the irregular rhythm of the scattering feet coming to find him. then they drew nearer and nearer to the door and then, everything was still. tabor held his breathe afraid to let out even the smallest of sounds.
Seekers: Chapter Seventeen: Tension
I kicked my left foot softly against the railing, creating a small rhythm in my head to keep me occupied.
A Nightmare to Life: Ch 1/2 Prolouge
His tail swishing left and right in rhythm to the song he was blasting into his ears, almost getting shut up in the oven door when he opened it and took out the biscuits in the middle of rinsing the dishes in the sink.
Lo'ons Visit.
I tilted my head, getting lost in the hypnotic rhythm the rain placed against our roof outside, and against the ground, only to be ripped out from my little world by a short and shrill bark. i quickly turned the knob and yanked on the door, grunting.
Bass-ed on Experience
Then a rhythm began, one that still shocked the raccoon, but was oddly interesting at the same time. the fox, however, seemed to be loving this start, cheering along with the crowd as the figure began to work with the table before them.