A Vulpesaur's Nap - medium poem
A large patch of green in the backyard garden. full of ferns of many shapes and sizes an herbivore's lush haven. his personal garden of comfort. the heat of the glowing sun, heats his orange and white fur.
Digimon Darkness Chapter 19
I through open the window and saw renamon and matt in my backyard....renamon was battered and bruised and bleeding from the nose......it was obvious matt had beaten her and something more....she was dripping black liquid and her eyes glowed red!
A Nightly Stroll
I perched myself on top of the open window, then leapt over into the backyard, it was very wet outside, i got away yet had nowhere to go, my feet were sopping wet with water.
Macro Furries Chapter 2: The Rampage
"they busted out the backyard and headed into town heading staright for the n.y.a.d. (new york army department). as they walked they caused some major earthquakes and stepped on houses and small buildings. they continued their rampage around the city.
Chapter Three - Try To Understand
I said as i pointed to the backyard. "in the backyard..." he said, smiling. "no. in the woods." i said as i waved my paw, motioning that it was farther back than the yard. "the woods?" he asked. quickly, i nodded.
Heart of Ice Ch.2
"there's a stranger in our backyard!" my little brother shouted. i went back to the kitchen and saw a blur of black and orange running from the back window.
A Party to Remember
Even from simply the backyard, however, there was more than enough information to keep her occupied.
The Ballad of the Goat
The goats is well known for its antics, having broken up a protest by friendly neighbors and shortly afterwards disrupting a party jerry from accounting was holding in his backyard by rolling a big boulder into the party.
Best present ever!
He quickly ran to the backyard and climbed the place where he had slept last night and was greeted by his parents with a cushion then he saw it since it was december the dawn was a little later than usual.
Towers
# **towers** **by keskron** when discontent, i climb the towers that stand in my backyard.
The Sheepdog Curse
The backyard was where she could run around freely, completely giving in to the new instincts that came with her body.
IN THE CITY WHERE THEY PAVED THE ROADS WITH OUR TONGUES AND TEETH
Simply the scenery the scenery, we lecture to no one, is where we climb into a landscape painting, flaking off paint with our mandibles, burrowing till our little tick legs are the only thing sticking out this skin today we dug a burrow in our backyard