25 Tasty
There was simply no way you would convince some people that the more exotic dishes, such as the fried crickets brought by the lizardfolk or the raw shellfish offered by the hylotl were even edible, much less tasty.
Human Anthro Wars Part 1
#2 of war human anthro wars shade woke up to the chirping of crickets and bright sun in the bright blue sky. he was in his war camp at the edge of the anthro and furry realm.
the drowning
When under the waters, eyes closed, relaxing to the sound of frog and crickets, everything is at ease. these are the only times he has to himself, and sometimes, these nights of pleasure are disturbed.
The evening
The cricket families were prepping their nightly revels, with some individuals of its many kinds started playing their songs that mother nature had taught them since birth.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 13: Fading False Dawn
It lingered, just upon the faintest of crickets, out of sight. he did not stop his ascent, he knew he would not be able to resume otherwise. it was visible now, the spot at the top of this seemingly isolated hill.
Lonely Oak Chapter 106 - Mrwt
"well, scare off that cricket and get to bed, okay?" "you too. don't stay up too late studying," she said with a wave. he nodded, and turned the page in his book. "said the pot to the kettle," he murmured to himself.
Waiting to be Human
They breath in tune, in time, with the rustling winds, and chirping of the crickets in the dew. the poignant scene is incuplable.
Chicago At Noon
It's noisy outside, the crickets and cicadas and all the other sections of the midnight orchestra in full swing. and it's warm, so warm and full of supper and dessert after, something she found to make, and a lot of it.
Of What Might Be
Little sound save the night song of the crickets and the wind through the leaves hung upon the air. a low rustling of the brush added briefly to the noise, and bright scales slid in and out of a patch of light.
The Stag and the Ocean
That seemed to reassure him a bit, and i explained the rules of cricket - at least in terms of the darts game. actual cricket, explained to a yank, is a technical feat right up there with explaining an einstenian rosenbridge to a juvie.
The Cat Who Lived in a Garden
In the morning she'd stretch and she'd yawn, while she still remembered her dream, then she'd hunt the shrubs behind the shed for a mouse or maybe a cricket to eat. she would clean her paws with a raspy cat tongue, to make sure she looked dandy and neat.
A Cool and Calm Night
Gently the soft tunes of the oldies started to fill the air around the grassy-hillside as crickets chirped along to the beat and birds softly went to sleep.