Night Woods
Outside the warm, hay-smelling safety of the barn, black-furred death stalked the rustling, nighttime trees. inside, hunger gnawed the bellies of three men. gaunt was i, ragged pete, and haggard bill. we worked quickly, with little talk.
Orphaned Memories
I didn't like to be this way, or spend my glorious nighttime hours moping and wallowing. i'd much rather be out hunting with my friends, or exploring those weird places i'd come to know as "cities."
Ugh...school pt 1
To stutter "hun it's fine i know you don't have control...but we are gonna have to take some action..." xaviers mother says xavier manages to ask "what do you mean..." he says quietly "well..." his mother says softly and caring "you've been having these nighttime
The legend of Tigersight Chapter 10
It had grown dark; a cool nighttime breeze hit his face sending small shivers down his spine he hadn't realized just how long he had truly been in that cave. it had been noon when the sun was high in the sky when the storm picked up.
Memories (OLD STORY)
He was in the temple with the other guardians, and it was nighttime. ignitus was a large red-orange dragon and was a fatherly figure to the passed spyro. the ice guardian, cyril, spoke up.
Orphaned Memories: Part 4
A blackened figure loomed just beyond the boundary lines, his eyes were gleaming red against the nighttime air. as he slowly approached, i picked up the scent of his clan. i knew this wolf. "you haven't changed, adirrok.
Darkness 1: Beginning
I'm on a cobbled street, and it's nighttime. it's raining hard, and the rain soaks my clothes as i lie on my back on the hard cobblestones. i can't move my body.
Picture This
It blends in better with the nighttime sky rather than make it look like we don't have fur there." ironically, right as they spin off, the frat bros turn up. "hey! i see the twins! we better hurry if we want to make it!" mitch says.
The legend of Tigersight Chapter 2
This was no nighttime darkness this was darkness at its strongest form not even tigers eyes could penetrate its depths. sometime after twisting tunnels of that everlasting darkness.
When Night and Day first met
He had recklessly believed that only he could be worshipped, that people could only long for the sun, when in fact nighttime might even have had more to long for. he should know; after all - he had been chasing night for what seemed an eternity.
Chapter 3
nighttime approached as i sat by a highway barrier, my ech helmet off and ruffling my fauxhawked, dark blue hair. around me, seven other anthros sat around, chatting amongst themselves and cleaning their rifles.
Prologue: Battle for Lasri
She could see the shapes of people running past through the nighttime streets. she stood up slowly and cracked her back before taking in a deep breath. smoke she thought to herself.