The Mysterious Mare
Panting heavily, twilight set her stance once more and began to drive her magic into the gushing wound that was the ever-growing crack in the dam, her vision misting over slowly as energy drained from her, her dwindling reserves not going to last much
Pony Poets - Washing Day (3rd in series)
The fire crackled and the haze of steam grew ever thicker, misting up the outhouse windows and forming trickles down the glass panes. at lunch time glyn came in from weeding the big field.
Maverick Hunter - Chapter 3
He stared in the direction the figure stood, but the thick mists of the bath restricted his view to only a few feet in front of him. the longer the wolvrun thought about it, the more he got curios.
Indigo Nights- Chapter 4: Oblivion
"five," he says, his eyes misting with tears as he peers into red paint that could never match the true intensity of zephyr's eyes. eyes he may one day soon forget. "i never got to thank him for refusing to give up on me."
Epiphany
The mists of memory parted, and i remembered the feel, in the days it felt like security. "uhhhh..." she sort of groaned a bit, and her arm twitched. i kissed her mane. "it's ok mum. it's alright, nothing's wrong." the ghastly sound came again.
The Hunting
He was so shocked at first that he could not speak for a few seconds, and that even the mists in his mind seemed to fade. "but..." he managed to say, a bit embarrassed. "i'm... younger than..."
Parade
It was all she could say, her voice choking on a squeak as her slitted eyes misted over. finally, jack's grin met his eyes, and the man kneeled low to take one of the gleaming steel pins to secure on lix's sleeveless jacket.
A Patient Death 23: King of the Mad
._ roland mused, hiking up a set of blue stone steps with a huff, his breath misting before his whiskers.
A Patient Death 02: Let the Dead Judge
Breeze snorted, his breath misting before his snout. _not a fan of the nobles then, huh erasmus?_ he almost laughed. _makes two of us._ he looked up then, surprised to find that dusk had almost sunk into night.
WOLVES MIST - Chapter 2(.1)
"thank you" chris whispered to it, tears of relief instantly misting his eyes. he knew that somehow this white wolf man had been the presence he had felt in the nothingness. another voice intruded into their silent sharing. "what's the matter?
Evercity Stories
The fox sighed as the elevator, finaly stopped. the doors hissing and misting as they finaly opened. out steped a muscualr, but not overly so, fox of the grey species varity.
WOLVES MIST - Chapter 3(.4)
Skye ran a hand tiredly through his hair. _Study, study, study_ he thought to himself. He was tired of books, tired of the hours spent in tutelage. His head felt ready to burst with the crammed knowledge of spell upon spell he'd learnt endlessly in the...