1:21 Refuge
She said, turning on the sink and holding the rag under the stream. "no, really." alias protested. "i'm fine. it's just a little tender." "that's because you have a third degree burn on your back."
Seekers Tale Part 11
Eve arrives a moment later with a large pan of warm water and a pile of rags. taking one of the rags i wet it in the water and begin wiping the dirt and gore off aarons face and body.
Swat Kats Hollow Arc Chapter 3
"well seeing as you are part of our crew now grab some rags and start working on the dodge it needs a new pair of brake pads and an oil change." chance said throwing his rag to steele. "i can't, i do not know anything about how to fix cars."
Wolfmaker - Chapter Two
Within a minute or two, the rag was full of lather and suds. she set the soap down on the ground and approached ambrose. she laid the rag on his head for a moment before she started to move it around, working the soap into his fur.
Through Breath and Sight - Chapter 3
Ever so slowly, i kneel on the damp ground beside her, and gently lay a paw on her back, feeling the ragged shuddering of her breath.
Don't Kick My Stick! (Sticks and Kicks TF/TG)
A greyish brown rag formed over them, acting as a bra, showing the skin, or fur above and below her breasts. john's shoes becae more tribal in nature while another rag found they're way replacing her pants in a similar fashion to his top.
Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 9
She was carrying what looked like a bundle of white rags in her arms, but that hardly seemed worth noticing. the worst was the blood. by the cora, there was blood everywhere. it was dripping from her mouth, running down her neck.
The Snow Remembers
The ice carver was wrapped in layers upon layers of old rags. on top of the rags was a large and well padded overcoat. that gave him away as a visitor right away since the major population of bazrio didn't wear coats.
The Slave and the Mage: Bought, Chapter 1
"just throw the rags in the dustbin," she said, without looking up from the delicate task. "it's just outside the front door."
Ascenscion Run Rampant...
His cry came out ragged in a half roar, his chest catching painfully as he shot upright in...he wasn't sure where he was. his eyes shone like furious polished platinum in the dimly lit hovel wherein he was interred.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 9
She was carrying what looked like a bundle of white rags in her arms, but that hardly seemed worth noticing. the worst was the blood. by the cora, there was blood everywhere. it was dripping from her mouth, running down her neck.
Forgotten Dreams
I had almost no clothes, in exception for my ragged pants and, what could be, called the remnants of a shirt, when i wandered in to that god-awful place.