Chapter 49 The Visitor
Sometimes she opened her empty eye socket . . . and she could see the vixen glowing, could see her red mane billowing gently as if on a breeze.
Winter's Bloom - Chapter 2
Gone was the neat mane and jaunty bow that she remembered, to be replaced by a no-nonsense, almost military mane cut topped by an olive cap.
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I thought to myself for a moment then started kicking myself for being so stupid, as even when there wasn't any wind in my room her mane continuously moved around.
The Hunter of Baile Chapter 1: A Boy and his Farm
Finally, he ended his chores by combing out norths' mane. "i will never, in a million years understand how you can manage to tangle your mane this badly," north muttered to the horse, who whinnied, or rather, laughed in response.
Wild Attraction (Part 1)
His mane was well groomed and a dark brown. "leave me be" aria snarled down to the lion boys. "i want nothing to do with jackasses like you." she slinked farther into the shade of her trees.
Marshmallow Fluff
She paused for a moment to put her mane in place and straighten her outfit, then she took a deep breath and opened the door. princess luna stood on the other side, a bouquet of flowers floating in her magic beside her.
Piercing the Swordsman: Chapter 3
Nor was his ginger-tinted mane. mao was staring down at the floor and the king was sure he'd burn a hole through it, had his particular magical gifts leaned that way.
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The little cubone slightly shifted in it's sleep but just pulled suicune's mane a little further over it's body and slept on.
Voided Traveller: Chapter 5
A white lion stood in the centre, his mane brown, and sparks of dark energy jumping from point to point on the demonic looking armour.
The Stallion Roomate
"yes," and with that he shot forward, and i desperately held his mane. after a few minutes of pure fear i start enjoying the sensation and the freedom of this ride.
A Pony Kind of Date
He shook his head, flicking his white mane, shot through with the faintest of blue highlights, off his sweaty neck, to which it promptly clung to once again.
Small to the smaller
Mark was running his fingers through his mane nervously as the security guard stared at him with his beady eyes. the lion kept looking around, hoping his friends would show up. "they'll be here. i bet they're just-" "wait up! we're here!"