Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 108
How was he supposed to understand any of it when he could barely comprehend the woven strands of wool between his fingers?
HardSharp Scanlan's romantic gesture
My short stories portray the daily life of my characters. art by isawolffox hardsharp scanlan and katharine fluffyred belong to isawolffox _hardsharp scanlan: dear sheep_ _dear sheep why is yours wool soft as snow?
Make Izzy better :3
I love longwave... and here i am in my white wool socks, comfy track pants, and straitjacket trying to relax.
A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:31
Taking a seat on the hardwood floor, the ewe pulled her pocket mirror from the case, as well as her usual wool care equipment to spend a few minutes getting her wool back in order.
Mistaken Identity: A Drabble
"do you have any wool?" the shepherd asked the sheep. "yes. i'm clearly a sheep." the sheep replied. "oh dear, where are my glasses? i can't see three inches in front of my nose without them."
The Borden Event
The canine watched quietly as the doctor took a sample of the milk, wool, scale and then the part that had the hybrid female worried. a needle pierced the skin to draw a vial of blood.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 23)
The sheep's curly wool will grow longer and thicker until the sheep eventually overheats, or is crushed by the weight of its own fur, and dies.
Viggo's Redemption (Prologue)
I was just bloody grateful i didn't have to drive the thing myself; a man sat in the driver's seat dressed in a thick wool coat, a scarf covering his lower face and a pair of goggles and hat obscuring any remains of a face.
A Pirate's Life: Rising Tide (Part 2)
She situated herself against a satchel of what seemed to ironically be wool. bruce leaned against a crate and smiled as he closed his eyes. caryas blinked a bit, then leaned back against something soft.
The Lone and Level Sands
- tilsit rakat t'heer notes: kortans are a sheep or goat like animal the size of a cow or bull, used for meat, leather, and wool.
Last Chance Romance
Gwyn only had a patchwork mess and thin, ratty looking wool. "oh. you know, a few months," gwyn answered, noncommittal and looking over her shoulder again. "yea, it kinda sucks. you really do get used to it, though.
Aurora Borealis, chapter two
I went down step by step, the wool absorbing my weight and the noise. i finally reached the ground floor and started to turn the door knob when i saw movement at my left.