Deteriorating
"wait, flynn like flynn moore?" the older otter asked, "as in the gila?" "yeah i guess" chase replied sheepishly. "so you're hanging out with the mayor's nephew" chase's father said in a playful deviousness, "though isn't he a bit old?
The cycles of the moon
Honestly be on the look out for my next book walk in west moor woods. hope you enjoyed and see you next time.**
[Detective Thursdays] The Overnight Shift
His body made a particularly large splash in the water a few feet from the moored ship. after i pulled up the rope that had been left hanging over the rail i collapsed against the far wall and lifted my shirt to check the wound.
Dawn pt.1
"...moor?" i nudged him with my paw to recieve no reaction. i focused on his chest...it wasn't moving at all. "_...i'm sorry, okay? you don't need to mess with me like this..._ " i whined to him.
Belly of the Beast (Act2, Book2, Chapter3)
Again, the sub trembled, then the bubbles subsided, having broken the last mooring line. the small vessel eased back in reverse. water rushed over the back of the small ship, pouring over the cockpit canopy in rivulets.
Half-Blood Chapter VI
You will come with me afterschool mason, best not let that taint spread any more... good bye mansfield, mason and moore," she said before walking off leaving all three boys confused. well, that was interesting wasn't it?"
The Earthquake
Every once in a while, the san andreas fault would knock something off its moorings- a picture, a chair, once a priceless, irreplaceable ming vase from china.
Sulphira's War: Chapter 3
He looked out over the moors of the land where the castle stood. the white moon made pretty reflections in the swampy water. his slitted pupils tightened as he caught whiff of something. a smell, and a foul one at that.
Half-Blood Chapter IX
moore, if you will do the honours?" monet spoke calmly. greg nodded and focused hitting the wall with his fists and eventually split the stone wall wide enough to allow them all to walk through.
Half-Blood Chapter VII
I do not want that taint to spread any more than it already has... it was good seeing you moore, mansfield and mansfield," she said to the boys before walking off.
The South Tower
"is that what the moor is? the furson trying to fix it?" "not on your sweet life," she chuckled. "ain't nobody gonna 'fix' that stuff.
Lakeside Leisure
mooring the dugout meant he didn't have to haul it into camp and back, saving himself the trouble of a sore back and a miserable night's sleep.