A Life Worth Living - Chapter 6 - Silent Night
"ok dude, whatever, let's just get some grub!" cohulan finished the cooking and threw it on the table. "ok guys and gal, eat up!"
Lonely Oak Chapter 45
Get dressed cuz we have to go the store to get some grub." at the mention of food both their stomachs grumbled and gurgled. momma b. zipped the tent door back up and her footsteps crunched away.
Faux Gold
He looked around as he stared at a stone table which he thought was a dining room, all the food was really worms and grubs, he had actually eaten those!
Believe – Chapter 16: Tracking
Over her lips before she started to grub.
Surviving Solitude Part 13
You know i could've gotten some grub myself. yeah, um. he's taking a bath over by the river behind us," i said, picking up some folded clothes, "he forgot his change of new clothes, so can you take this to him, since you are already on your way there."
Eeveelutions of Time: Chapter #1
It'd been over a night without any grub to snack on, and his natural instinct was to consume anything within arm's reach. he slowly picked himself up, standing on all fours as he leaned his head down-slowly digging in to the apple.
The Rush
The grub box was a dog's gold mine if he could but snake his head inside. the lead dog whined. black and white jack lifted his muzzle higher, scenting the air. there was something strange there, something dog but not dog. it was 'not friend'.
Adipose City: Turf Wars
Combat boots kicked up small tufts of dust as the weighty burger world combat engineer walked up to the front of his vehicle and looked up at the moisture condenser in front of him, the billboard-like structure proclaiming that it was twenty miles to the "big grub
Shine on Harvest Moon
I'd already warned nat not to eat heavily tonight, so that way we could enjoy ourselves some grub: fresh pumpkin pie, my mom's famous carnivore-themed potato salad, some sandwiches and some chocolate bars to celebrate the festive season.
Eeveelutions of Time: Chapter #1
It'd been over a night without any grub to snack on, and his natural instinct was to consume anything within arm's reach. he slowly picked himself up, standing on all fours as he leaned his head down-slowly digging in to the apple.
Part 3: The Arena Blademaster
The meal was uncomfortably clammy, even for a hatchling who had been fed grubs and other swamp-fare, but nonetheless he waveringly swallowed. it had been four nights of ragged blankets and clammy saltrice since the first walled village.
Changing Larvesta
Those that couldn't fly, or would rather stay behind for their own reasons, hunkered underground, burying themselves after gorging on grub to get plump. nice and fat, they settle in for the winter.