Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
Eventually, it was all drowned out beneath chipper birdsong and the subtle drone of the wind as it rustled the fir trees. sana drew a long breath, breathed out the tightness from his chest with it.
Fourth Man Left Outside
Wildflowers and birdsong filled the space instead of incense and hymn. the cool breeze through the windows where once stained glass had shone carried the smell of new grass. only one person was at prayer here.
Phoenix Destiny
The sound of birdsong and the rustle of small creatures going about their lives broke the stillness now, but it was still peaceful. alan lay down at the base of the great oak, his wings folded against his sides, and slept.
The Lone And Level Sands Stretch Far Away
It makes a profound difference from the park lands back home: no birdsong. no skittering in the leaf litter. no amphibian chorus. just when i was about to say we should turn back, we climbed over a root and there they were. structures.
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 41: Separation
It was far enough away to be unclear amid the forest birdsong. i got to my footpaws. i had no idea where i was, so it was easy to choose the direction of the sound as it repeated twice more.
Selective Memory IV
It gave me a good chance to survey the beautiful birdsong that my other home was never afforded given its location.
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
Eventually, it was all drowned out beneath chipper birdsong and the subtle drone of the wind as it rustled the fir trees. sana drew a long breath, breathed out the tightness from his chest with it.
Jumping to Conclusions - a Pride Month Story
Now, i was alone—accompanied only by birdsong, the hum of bugs, and the soft rustle of wind weaving through the trees. the scent of pine filled my nose and gave me, briefly, a sense of peace.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 12: Soft Places, Sharp Edges
From the kitchens came the low harmony of clinking porcelain and warm conversation, joined by the bright staccato of birdsong.
Melody in Winter
She whistled soft into one of the large ears, a constant stream that reminded aspen of birdsong, just a little. his eyes burned, and he looked away. into the soft gold eyes of the alayan from the doorway. there was no stopping the tears after that.
Care Bears Family Adventures: Book 1, Chapter 6
Sage heart didn't stop running until the sounds of the forest were reduced to birdsong and the chattering of squirrels.
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 36: Secrets
It was calm and golden, with birdsong cheering the coming night. the easy quiet was misleading; shadow and i knew it but didn't care. shadow and i had spent the day doing absolutely nothing of much importance.