"The Thin Line," Part OO
With a sustained groan, burgomaster chestnut drifted into consciousness. aethelwulf had to put his massive paw gently over the chipmunk's mouth, and whisper into his ear.
Kauto and MW Part 8a
Kauto stared at his gorgeous body as the chestnut horse smile and blushed before heading inside. mw waved his hand in front of kauto who was gazed by the site he had just witness before coming round to his senses.
Character Descriptions
His fur is splotched like his sons, but a darker chestnut color. _leon - brown river otter - age 17_ leon works part time as a lifeguard at the local pool and is captain of his swim team.
Another Days Work
Wavy chestnut locks spilled over kaldea's shoulders, atopping down at the mid-section of her back after fluffing it up for a much more feathery look.
The Outlander
Autumn of the late chestnut... winter of mourning... what's this doing here?" rollo produced a thick black leather bound book. he opened the cover and, adjusting his spectacles, read the title page aloud.
Chronicles of Silverhoof - General info
chestnut: a mare silverhoof mets whilst traveling with magnar. she reminded you of whitehorn.
The Black Horse
The black horse may come again for chestnut and grey and piebald, but we will be ready for him, banding together however we can to lift one another up through physical ills amongst the rest.
Preying on the Past - Ch. 4 The More Things Change...
I lay my head down on her shoulder, my muzzle gently rubbing against her as she moaned and panted, her thick, pink tongue hanging out of her mouth, starkly contrasting against her chestnut fur.
Sixth Generation Starters Poem
chestnuts don't have pins, but instead, take a spindle. fennec foxes are not on fire, of course, they don't have kindles. but look! towards the horizon, past the last croaking frog of the night, it's chespin, fennekin, and froakie! ready to fight!
Tails by the Riverbank
To his nostrils it was as rich as pipe tobacco and as sweet as a chestnut. by the small banks of a rippling stream a young rat laid upon his back with his hands behind his head.
To Be Kissed By A Wolf (WIP)
Takuya had just gotten out of the bathroom; his chestnut brown hair was dripping a sign he had just gotten out of the shower. he walked over to his mirror, and started to examine his feature, looking back at his crimson eyes.
Those Sundays
The afternoon sun is now well formed, thus i'll take my leave of your bright joy, while my chestnut beauty stands well adorned in sweet-scented hay, my learning ploy.