Spyro's Old Flame: Chapter 4 - Spyro's Whole New Flame
They returned first to dusky woods and spyro found a few dark gems he had missed on their first trip, and was very happy about it.
Your Laughter
It was a sunset glow of orange before the dusky red, as a veil of stars revealed itself in the sky behind us, the sun casting a fiery glow across the great expanse of water that stretched far into the distance.
A Saturday Night In 1924
The livid kangaroo rocked back and forth on her thick, dusky tail. her rocking becoming faster as she catalogued all the disruptions to her club and its guests. disruptions which had become all too regular. the dance floor was empty.
Aria's Tale- Chapter 1 *Sunday Mass*
They were a family of foxes, aria sporting soft white fur, her father auburn and black, and her brother a dusky gray. all around them in the church pew were other furs, wolves, dogs, cats, other foxes...
(D.X.) 2. Blue Eyes
His short mane was a dusky blond in the harsh, yellow light. the tan color of his fur deepened and brightened as it wrapped his sculpted form. he wore only a ragged pair of jean shorts.
A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:37
It appeared that the dusky law wolf's problems, unlike dawn and vernon's, had only just begun.
Migratory Species
No vinegary vomit smell, no damp old coffee, no, just this dry dusky jennifer scent, her dry fur warm in the sun. "'kay. and you're my gal." "yeah," she agreed. "i am _definitely_ your gal." "mmm. that works." "good. now go sleep," she ordered.
[SCRAP] Tangling With A Twisted Angel
Amidst the stinking fox-folk, another being stands out for wearing clothing that, even had her feathered wings not given her away, is certainly angelic in origin; too clean and bright to even fit in with the dusky glade and its dirty denizens.
Trials of Love, the Frostclaw Chronicles 6
The stars that appear in a dusky night, lit our world with joy and life. but they also foretold about a tragic event, and we couldn't stop it from happening though."
Big Brother's Room
With a mug of fresh, rich milk, warmed for a second in the microwave, i went to the big, cozy wing-back chair in front of the fireplace - dead and dusky now, but fragrant with the memory of fire - to look out at the goddess of night and the approaching winter
The Wolf and the Doe - One
The rest of her fur was that classic dusky tan, broken at her throat by a wide strip of cream and at the tips of her ears that were lined with black.
One by Midnight - Prologue
"bye bye duskie" on the way to my cherry red suv i stumbled off course towards the end of the parking lot and started heaving my guts out. i now realize that seven beers on a workday was a bit overkill for me.