You Can't Hide It Forever - Part 4
Both were wearing black ski masks. jack's heart skipped a beat. no way. this surely couldn't be happening. this is something you only see in the movies, right?
Rocky Mountain Times (Chapter 6)
She skied with him and sam on the weekends. on top of that, her art had really taken off. it had started with a couple of displays.
Fallout - Life Goes On
I know that at this altitude i could ski cross country for 12 miles flat out before needing to slow down.
Bitten- Chapter 3
After gathering our things, we returned to sky's camp, spending the rest of our evening in our anthro forms, eating roasted venison and telling stories about our past.
The demise of Mr. Foxington
Foxington by klivord it was a grey skied day with a chance of rain and two furs were walking aside a country road, they were walking to small town but not so quickly that they would burn many calories.
thr return
The return looking out the window in her english class mischa saw a figure in the clouds that made her jump out of her seat poking her head out the window to see the flames from the charizard fly across the skis making mischa smile and smile wide
Rex Security
Inside the computer room, a honey badger and a wolf, dressed in black and ski masked, tried to login to a computer. the wolf kept a look out while the honey badger typed furiously to get in. "come on, come on, almost in," the badger said.
One Strange Christmas [Day 3]
. - hey rudolph, do you know how to ski? - nope... teach me? whatever ski is, i would learn it - rudolph put his challenging smile on.
Chronicles of B-man Part 3-2 Road to Hell, Through Heaven
In two swift swipes the demons who attacked came apart into large chunks, it was sky's slice attack executed perfectly. no one seemed to notice a dark vapour slip out from behind the burn't out stumps of where the portal to heaven lay.
Chapter 7: Fox and Wolverine
"i like to skate and cross-country ski," flora told lance. "i guess it comes from growing up up north." "how about downhill skiing and hockey?" lance asked. flora smiled awkwardly, "erm, not really.
Poem: Last Dance Of The Wolves, Their Soul Rest
The calls howl through the flow of time, seeming to each the heavens itself through the night sky's songs of peace, the souls of the wolves call within, wanting to return to the one who creates their hearts, their lust, and their existence.
The Trials: Sub Zero (Part 1 of 3)
ski pants, a warm jacket, and a pair of mittens. no hat, but i'm not complaining as long as my ears don't get frozen over. i almost forgot, another note was sticking out of the snow.