The Long Shot Part 1; The Squeeze
He was right, the wind died down to a much more respectable 5 knot westerly, and i could see the ski slope right down to the base of the mountain 5 kilometres down.
On My Country's Honor pt. 1
"get ready," he said as he covered his face with a black ski mask. patrick loaded his rifle and put on his ski mask too, hiding his gray fur and black hair. he then helped his sister get her mask on. he then handed her a jericho pistol.
Chump Change
The second keynari's ski-masked muzzle appeared behind one of the teller windows. "10 seconds."
"The Thin Line," Part QQ
From time to time, the ski-troopers would glide by us.
Rocky Mountain Times (Chapter 7)
It was pretty nice to stay there on the weekends for ski-in ski-out mountain access. somehow though, this night seemed different. jen couldn't quite place it.
American Mustelid Alpha - Episode 6, "Don't Die Frozen Over" - Part 1
The small climb is actually a blessing for the weasel, as less skiing ability and more sheer power are required to move uphill - the group progressing from the classic skate skiing to a more sustainable herringbone.
Ember Tails side story - Firedog the First, end notes
Fact that sky's father was apparently canine (a houndoom, as the arcanine found out saturday afternoon after they woke up both in his bed remembering very little from after lunch friday).
Hard Times
sky's wave caught her eye and she gave him an uneasy smile. she still had this sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. she was so tense from watching the two from inside the car that she swore her body would snap.
Rocky Mountain Times (Chapter 1)
Having practically grown up skiing in here, jen knew the streets and store fronts like the back of her paw.
Cataclysm - #1
They felt the ground press against the pads of their feet, the sensation returning just enough attention for them to sever the sky's devouring insanity. gravity abruptly normalized.
The Ferry Ride
I brush my blond hair back only for it to dangle back loose again. Oh, of course, I forgotten. I try again, this time looping the wayward strand behind my ear, slightly further up my head, careful not to knock out my wireless ear buds. I feel the...
The Simulation
I grab and dawn the head seat and take a deep breath and say, "Okay computer, run simulation 2-9-1." As I open my eyes, I see the crystal blue waters of the ocean. Above me are memorizing patterns of small waves. Off in the distance, a small boat...