Cody's Swimming Lesson: A C.O.W. boys of Moo Mesa Fanfic
Cody sat up quietly and grabbed his fishing pole. "i'll see you this afternoon at the tumbleweed saloon," mrs. lily gave his behind a gentle slap. she sat at the table and sipped her coffee.
My Kitty Chapter 12
We got back and stood beside the pole. "phew, that was a fun day." "hey, trevor, i need to tell you something." i walked up till i was right in front of him. "what is it, pup?" "there can be only one." "what?"
The Path of Mew
More tarps over poles are setup under one next to the dragon. under a set of them is a mew, an eevee, a snorlax, and a mudkip. they are cuddled by a sleeping jackalope that is laying down on beach towels.
Juryokine: April Fools!
.** the ropes that bound zashiel's arms to the pole behind her back were prickly and brittle, and they scratched her fair, delicate skin whenever she struggled against them.
A Messy Situation - Part 2 [Comm]
Angelo didn't have a chance to further investigate for he was dragged by his leash to stand by the pole that he was attached to.
Chapter the Fifth: Youth
Essentially there was a network of poles, and standing bundles of reeds set about to whatever purpose he divined in them. she sat enthralled as he drew his weapon.
The Path of the Rainbow Dragon
More tarps over poles are setup under one next to the dragon. under a set of them is a mew, an eevee, a snorlax, and a mudkip. they are cuddled by a sleeping jackalope that is laying down on beach towels.
Day 43 7:54 PM 1/5/2023-Chapter 13-Why?
I put the two tent poles together and threaded them into the sleeves, sticking the ends into the base, which propped up the tent.
Mission: Resurrection Part one - Chapter one
Lithra took a moment to think on it, "a pole." po timber couldn't help but chuckle. "i'm sure she doesn't mean that type of pole snowball." dr. arileen hissed at the mechanic. sir erroh only rolled his eyes.
Zion - LotNM Character Prologue (Artemisia - 1st Draft)
Silently, she sat down next to her helmet, propping her over-sized pole-arm against the will beside her as she rummaged in a tattered leather pouch hanging at her waist.
The Phox
The den is calling me back home, calling me back to the sublime joys of sleep, beloved from pole to pole as one of your human monarchs stated many years ago. so the time has almost come for this fox to return to his den.
Another way/Changing paths Chapter 7: Way we are...
I then turn back to face the window and saw that a white line slid across the pole, followed by a second one which formed an 'x' mark. the pole then slid apart into three separate fragments.