Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 18
Ander looked down at the scarf lying across his lap - hezzi's scarf - and ran his fingers across the dry, flaky surface. the blood had soaked into the weave, making it hard and stiff, not anything like what a scarf should be.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 109
Ander looked down at the scarf lying across his lap - hezzi's scarf - and ran his fingers across the dry, flaky surface. the blood had soaked into the weave, making it hard and stiff, not anything like what a scarf should be.
Secret Enchantments
As he 'fell' forward towards the door he flailed his arms and grabbed erakir's scarf, before shifting his weight back to pull the moogle into the treehouse into him.
Another Day, Another Mission...
Blitz didn't even wait until he was out of town to take off his scarf. he was more than ready to return to his territory and get some rest. good riddance...
Another Day, Another Mission...
Blitz didn't even wait until he was out of town to take off his scarf. he was more than ready to return to his territory and get some rest. good riddance...
The Flame of Victory
The temperature in the room rose sharply as the light faded leaving a flareon wearing a red scarf sitting on the table. "flareon!" she exclaimed happily leaping off the table settling alongside her master.
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 31: Not a Graduation Party
He rearranged his scarf and checked his phone. "_les gars_ texted you?" tightening his scarf, tom replied. "nope. probably still deciding what to wear today, or in james' case deciding which scarf is thicker to wear." that made him chuckle a little.
Trials and Typing
What made him more unique was the pink scarf around his neck and over his chin, majestically floating with the ends frayed and worn out, "a shiny gallade? what a show off....though what's with the pink scarf?"
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 108
It was hezzi's scarf, the one bethany had given him, the scarf that had almost surely saved his life. bright red with little tassels. there were three slits cut into the wool, because that was the number of times he had wrapped it around his neck.
The Shadow\'s Veil
As he looked around the room, he noticed jon's jacket and scarf on the couch and smiled. "oh good, he's home... i can give it to him now."
Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-One.
It was a scarf. a poorly hand knitted scarf. a scarf the size a pup might use. it was tattered and frayed, it was poorly constructed and looked as if it would fall apart if he dared to try and wear it.
Aggrivation..
I grinned at the thought and loosened the scarf around my neck before unzipping the jacket and gazing around in awe at the various people.