Chapter Ten
She had worked with only the light of the moons, the dapple grey kentaur always standing near by to keep guard.
Sheeperfly's Lullaby
Gold light dappled the undergrowth between the shadows. a gust of air rustled the leaves far above, and all the shadows moved.
Life Underwater
Light shone through their translucent bodies, dappling shadows on the glass and my face. i couldn’t decide if it felt like i was in a dream, or whether my life above the waves had been the dream and i was just now waking up.
Dogs of War - Chapter 15 - At the House of the Red Wheel
Laughed the dappled merchant. "not quite, but they have their methods." mallear replied, wryly.
Borrowing Wings
We’re not lacking impulsion as we pick up the opposite canter lead and we fly down the long side of the school, sunshine dappling beneath your hooves.
Cold Hope
Rich green dappled his back and wings like moss on dirty granite. lighter gray striped the heavy plates protecting the front of each limb. one of the ridged horns that crowned his head was broken off not far from his skull.
Explosive
Sighing softly, the red mare returned the favour and groomed her companion's dappled neck, the thin arch higher than her but still just about in reach. "we all have bad days. we don't always react the way we want to."
Love at Twin Oaks Pt. 2
Her personal favourite was a dappled grey three-year-old filly she had christened tullia. as therese stroked the gentle horse's mane the tears finally broke through the fog of emotions swirling through her head.
Adept Paws Interlude: Rea
dapples of light danced, warm, through the canopy to set a glow upon her closed eyes; the green haze of the moss-draped wood replaced with the red of her own eyelids. the velvet whisper of cattails padded through her mind.
Shades of Grey
Her partner in the next field over had not had his summer dapples clipped away and picked up his head every few mouthfuls, ears pricked to catch yet another sound.
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 9
The sun was beginning to rise and a pink like seafoam appeared, fuzzy between the trees, light dappling across them both. "no. i cannot hate you." "you will still go?"
Coffee and Kisses
The walls of james’ bedroom were dappled in the morning light that crept through his window, where the blinds were slightly askew. little of the wall’s white paint could be seen beneath the many posters plastered to almost every square inch of space.