Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 21
She shook her head, dumbstruck by his tone and the sudden morose feel that washed over him, ''i wouldn't. you know that. i know you had to do horrible things just to be able to see the sun rise the next morning...''
Chapter Eight
Matna spoke, her tone growing increasingly morose. "but..." her lips tightened as she fought with herself. the grey doe watched her with an interested stare but did not speak. "never mind." she finally finished, hanging her head wearily.
Chapter the Fourth: Ghosts
Here in the room there was a bed of those drab and morose monochromes, and a wooden chair that housed the only thing that she seemed to be able to hold onto.
The Giant Bacteria: The Novelization, Part 1
"we destroyed half the city trying to catch this guy and he still gets away from us," said jake morosely. he looked over at their wall of kill marks, wondering whether to add a stamp for morbulus.
Guardian Blue: Thanks for the Fox - Chapter 2
He didn't look angry at least, so it was doubtful ben had told him anything, but he still looked a little morose. "hey, just... i'm sorry i've been a bit..." he seemed to struggle with the word.
Springtide of the Black Rose: Chapter 12: November Rains
She said, still solemn and morose as ever. rociel was fortunately in a pleasant thanks to his presence nonetheless, "nah, that's the fun part! he found me! so you "eheh" later?" she said, raising her eyebrows and nodding towards brett.
What Lies Beyond the Walls, Book II: Chapter 6
He turned around slowly and stared at the duo with a dark, morose face. "wot the _fuck_?!" shouted teg.
Next Level Ch. 4: No Turning Back
Oh, ch-...charm..." he said morosely as he fully remembered why he was here. "we...we're having...difficulties," he finished, looking away. she began to suck on the end of her popsicle as she continued to mentally speak to him. _"why?
Fugitive's Trust Chapter 5 Part 2 of 2
Sajani offered some consolation to their inadequacies, "it'd probably just advertise where we're at anyway," she said morosely. it didn't seem to affect gregor's mood at all. "yanebel could start a fire with his ax."
Prologue: Lost
The morose vixen collapsed to her knees amidst the gentle drifts of snow and felt tears threatening to break past her turquoise eyes and mar her creamy perfectly white muzzle. _'no....not like this. it can't end like this. there must be a way to fix it!'
Luck Be a Lady
She guessed, prompting a slight wince and a morose nod. "indeed, that was my primary goal..." he agreed. "though i did sometimes wind up finding other interesting odds and ends in that pursuit, admittedly. mind you, it wasn't _just_that kind of...
The Family Vulpes Chp8
Dawn was hugging her now, as if her very life depended on it, and the morose mother was quick to give into the hug as she began to quietly weep. "i u-understand mom! i do!"