the dragomon sage3
"rise and shine everyone! the sun is shining it's a lovely day," sam's voice joined dee-dee's as they sang 'good morning to you' at the top of their lungs. "apparently they are awake," panthramon said while violet gave a small smile.
Crackers Don't Matter
Eyes shining. watering. she clutched at the paw-written, papered poem. holding two poems, now, in her paws, and ... " ... hey, adelaide." she looked up, blinking. pyro coming into view.
Spiral Nebula - Chapter 1
The early morning sun was shining from across the courtyard, rising over the far roof. "i want you to oversee the final finishes," yukiomaru said.
Indigo Nights- Chapter 3: The Shadow
Indigo's violet eyes shine through the darkness surrounding them. the rabbits heart thumps heavily against the coyotes considerably larger body.
Paranormal Lake House (part 1)
Though there was a paper on the floor that was exposed on the sunlight that shined through the window far ahead from where she's at. she slowly walked towards where it was and the floor creaked with its every step that she walked.
The Phox
My soft fur coat shines. it shines a beautiful red-white. the white part is the end of the "brush", or the tail and the rest of me is a glorious ruddy hue that all humans covet badly.
A Writer's Perdicament
[the blacony, the warriors parading below it, and the entire world flash away quickly and every thing returns back to normal, back in to the room with the tiger sitting at the cluttered desk and pale sunlight shining through the window] bah!
One More Chance in Love
Although she had pink scales for her figure, her neck, chest, and below the tail were shining yellow. she looks up at the sky, and the sun shining into her blue eyes, causing them to squint. her chest rises, inhaling some air and exhaling a soft sigh.
book: fear of my insanity, chapter one: a new day of old dreams.
As she gets up the sun shining off her pajamas puts a pink tint to everything in the tent. when she closed the zipper the rest of the way it went back to its gloomy blue color.
Short Poetry Collection
Aubade of the angel beneath me sleeping in beds of wood released from pain he understood my task is clear still after time in night or day i must always shine visitors those that are not yet slain leave gifts in hope of some peaceful gain
A Silent Observer
Red blood trickled down her face and dripped from her muzzle and her eyes again slid downward now only a fraction of the shining eyes they were only a minute before. the fox turned and silently continued upon her journey.
Proxy and Molly: Pillow Forts and Cuddles (1)
The sun was shining and there was a small cool breeze. the sky was painted in a nice baby blue with a few billowy clouds. after a short ten minute walk, which felt like hours i finally reached her house.