SHIFT 005: Knowledge is Power
If a courier bird is released from the north guard tower flying southward at a velocity of 5 miles per hour... and a second bird is released from the tower 15 miles south heading northward at 3 miles per hour!
Star Fox: Inertia - Ch. 9 of 12
The bird scowled at her, anger radiating off him. ignoring them, fox stood, which gave her an excellent view of his rump. did his suit have more tail room? it looked like it did.
Chapter V: Wishmaster, Part Two
I'm not like other hawks and attack birds, i was designed for creating death, my teeth and claws sharper, my powers made for killing."
Chapter IV: Markus and Helena, Part One
I'm not like other hawks and attack birds, i was designed for creating death, my teeth and claws sharper, my powers made for killing." he said if raddling of a list he had created in his head.
All that Glitters: Where Life Abides (Clean version)
"yes, birds have feathers. and most mammals have fur, like jadere. mammals and reptiles have arms instead of these wings.
Mischief Makers
All eyes turned to glendencal, the unruly and brightly colored bird-of-paradise, who shifted nervously on his perch at the sudden attention. "hmm. i know i saw something like that. gimmie a second and i'll find it again."
Dawn - Chapter One
And the bird who governs who goes there._ * * * the danton courthouse, where evil beings meet their demise, quick or otherwise. within this courthouse, a trial was preceeding; one for a truly despicable man.
Scott's Remote | Chapter 17
His tail moved elegantly through the air in obvious pleasure, and the tip twitched excitedly as he suckled on his pacifier, allowing his mind to slip into a state of ease as he watched the television contentedly; a few of the little birds flew up to his shoulder
group therapy Part 9
The bird coughed sympathetically. the cat stared at the ground, his ears bent back out of embarrassment. the _coyote_, oh, the coyote's eye twitched as he stared at the cheetah.
Civilized Nature
**tanka no. 1 (spring)** myriad birds perching in radiant hues celestial -- whistling in the leaves the melancholic music of the old depressed flautist **tanka no. 2 (summer)** burrowing hornets emerge in heated morning -- the shedding of tears from
A Fledgling’s First Hunt
"let's hunt those birds! how hard can it be? they're just dumb birds." caden let out another soft sigh, or perhaps that was just the wind gusting. "_huh_. but... why? who cares about birds?
Vapor Trails
Our lives, the birds reckoned were a mere blink of the eye in comparison to the age of the universe.