Pedigree - Ch6.
Park sounds, gravel underfoot, and the smell of freshly cut grass, tinged with something sweet and friend from the distant fair. the poodle shifted wordlessly, moving closer and pressing herself to my side.
Outcast Planet: Shooting Star
I cursed as reeds of grass slapped against the windshield. just the grass, then the meadow, and then the forest.
City Sector Uplift part 7
The fledgling dipped her nose to the grass and took a deep sniff. then she scrunched up her snout and sneezed. "acchoo. uhh. smells fresh!" "smells expensive," atlas retorted.
Revaremek The Resplendent: Chapter Five
She heard the dragon rolling around behind her, scales and wings flattening grass. “that…makes…two of us." mirelle smirked again. it was the little things that- and then she vomited.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 14
He found himself reduced to his belly, blood splashing against the green grass with every painful, successful strike against him.
Kyurex (Pokemon): Part 3 - Evolution
Flak sat on the grass, suspiciously looking around. suddenly, kyurex heard the rustling sound of somebody stepping through the grass. "f-flak?" a cute, sad voice could be heard.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 7
He was once again lifted off the ground and tossed back to the grass with a small explosion. he tumbled several times in the green field, eventually coming to a stop and spitting out some grass. "arggg...what am i doing wrong?"
Twisted Night: Chapter 8
"enjoying the grass are we?" she bound over as the green dragon wiggled his snout across the grass with a pleased sounding hum. he suddenly froze, one eye opening to lock onto her as realization came in that he was caught. "perhaps."
Star Gazing: Chapter One
She was wearing grass-stained corduroy overalls and bright pink sneakers. her fur was as white as snow with a grey splotch on her right cheek. her ears were long with the left one flopping out in front of her.
Basil and Sketch Pt 1 of 3
He continued to cry and fell to the grass his spirit completely crushed and months of withholding his sadness finally rushing out in big tears as his body shook and he curled up tightly in a small ball in the grass next to the lake.
Spyro's Old Flame: Chapter 11 - Precious and Fragile Things
The night was cold and fresh, the grass still wet from the earlier rain. it cooled his warm scales. it was exactly what flame needed.
The Hunter's Way
John walked along the grass before approaching the winding body of water. after jumping across, his attention focused on a lone oak tree at the bottom of a sloping hill. several wildflowers were scattered through the grasses as well.