Redemption (Chapter Four)
I breath a sigh of relief, the cot, my home, i was back at the store. slowly everything started to brighten revealing five people standing over me. wait...i wasn't in my cot, this wasn't the store.
A Different Kind of Tank
A few scars could be seen on the chestnut-coloured horse's arm while he made his way over to his cot in a graceful gait. "what took you, pollard? i had sent for you an hour ago." braussaw said with a soft growl.
Breaking Benjamin
Ben's vision slowly came back to him, blurry at first but quickly clearing, and he found himself lying on a small cot with the face of chief bogo, a massive water buffalo, hanging over him.
What Once Was Eden: Chapter 5 Part 1 of 4
He gave out a long sigh, rose, and returned to sitting on his cot. "i wish you'd tell me. we're mostly away from rhidayar with good friends surrounding us and taking care of us.
The Labs chapter 1
She noticed she was in a bed, not a cot. she looked at the room; it was white and sterile but didn't hold the air of malice like many of the rooms in the labs did.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 2
He hated relying on mother and all her noxious medicines, he hated being laid up on his cot, not being able to do the things he normally did, and he really hated feeling so... _vulnerable_. of course, he wasn't _really_vulnerable.
Steelfang: A Tale of Redwall Chapter 8
Song sighed heavily, seating herself upon a wooden stool at the foot of the fox's cot. "i just don't know. sister sloey said she'd never seen a creature lose as much blood as him and survive, that it was in the paws of fate now.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 9
He had acted with his heart, and ander knew, even before his eyes cleared the cot's wooden frame, that he had paid dearly for his selflessness.
Rukhgert Stern, the griffin. (Chapter 6)
The griffin closed the furnace door and stretched out on a cot. he saw the spine of the book in the light of the lamp but did not decide to take it.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 2
He hated relying on mother and all her noxious medicines, he hated being laid up on his cot, not being able to do the things he normally did, and he really hated feeling so... _vulnerable_. of course, he wasn't _really_ vulnerable.
NJ Legion Iced Tea
Well, i decided that cots had received enough love recently, so i put a little down for the story that i enjoyed writing almost as much as cots. here's chapter 3 of long way down. it's more than high time to tell amanda's story.
Uninvited - Part 2: Eavesdropping
She zipped them up against the cot to keep them from flying away and hugged her pillow. "set an alarm for half a decad from now." she lazily spoke out loud.