Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Sixty
She lounged on a stretch of dry moss, hind legs draped across one another. "you haven't hunted one meal since i've known you." "that's because you keep bringing me food," revaramek said, seated on his haunches nearby. he waved a paw.
Chapter IV / The Ruined Holy Grounds
moss hung from the ceiling, glowing green in the light of the fungus. the air reeked of rotting wood and wet earth, a scent which grew stronger the deeper they ventured. "guardian presence weak..."
Taste of Fire: People of Interest
moss turned to see the driver that got him out of the crater. "how 'bout that drink?" the man asked. moss smiled. "what do you want?" the man ordered his drink and sat next to moss. "i don't think i got your name." moss stated.
A Dragon Slayer's Heart: Chapter 2 - Spirits -
He traced his hand along a path of moss he saw next to him, analyzing what she had said deeply. "you know...
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirty Five
Nearby, another spider-snake slunk across some of the larger rocks, diligently clearing away patches of fur-like moss. the hatchling watched at first, confused until he saw several tiny swamp crabs and other creatures skitter from the thick moss.
Taste of Fire: Settling Dust
#14 of taste of fire moss awoke with a... moss awoke with a start the next morning to the blaring of his alarm clock. he slammed his fist on it and it fell silent once again. he reached for his glasses and slid them on his nose. the clock read 7:30.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Six
Most of the island was featureless, just a gentle slope rising up from the black water, blanketed in dark green moss. patches of red feather-leaf moss and a few slimy stretches of blue growth nyramyn called slick-hide marked the green carpeting.
Food. Food, The Problem Is Always Food
"if there's moss..." his voice was nearly lost to the wind as i trudged up behind him, "moss, then there has to be things that eat the moss. there has to be a bio-system."
The Gate-Way Revisited: Chapter 1 A Bond Strengthened
As he dangle from the outcropping, he did not so much hear as feel the moss slowly tearing. he cried out, trying to gain even a toe hold. his cry of triumph turned to one of fear, his toe had just found purchase as the moss gave way.
A rare meeting and a deal
Of fresh air which meant that the same moss was probably filtering it.
Sinoh Survival Part One: Technical Difficulties
Ryler returned holding the freshly soaked moss; his mother taking it from him cleaned the human's wound before bandaging it.
Different Sizes, Chapter One
moss pulled onto the exit listed as 37b, or seashell pass, as the grinding of her car's engine only seemed to get worse.