The Wedding(Chapter 33) [End Game]
Dylan laughed and rinsed him off and then started drying him off. when he was nice and dry it was 1:00 and dylan was pulling all the parts of raymond's tuxedo onto him, smoothing them out and smiling as he started to comb raymond's fur.
An Umbreon's Quest Chap 6 Camp II
Garomun immediately shook himself dry. "so cold." keltorie muttered as she shivered. garomun gathered some dried leaves and rocks. with just one short breath, he made a small fire and got us around the fire.
Gamers
His brother looked over and smiled a little, tossing him a towel to dry his face off better, then dried his paws as he let the dishes dry themselves. then he sat down, his brother pouncing into his lap, giggling happily without a care in the world.
Wasteland Survivor – Union - ch12
We gathered outside, several of the troops had managed to scavenge some dry-as-a-bones from a store, so we were quite the sight stalking among the wreckage, but thanks to the cloaks and hats, completely dry.
Serengeti Snow: Chapter Four: Coldest Night
Even this river, one that never dried out before, was beginning to thin. the crocodiles and hippos in it's depths all looked nervous, knowing their home was drying up a tiny bit more with every mouthful the lioness pulled up with her rough tongue.
Lakeside Leisure
Sakara tucked the feather behind his ear, then turned his attention back to the drying rack. the dried pike was all still there, thankfully, he couldn't even find a missing scale as he held each one up to his face.
The Hunt For Buckeyed Joe
"well...it's not much, but i think we can at least get our clothes dry." after some fiddling with some nearby rocks and a rope, all of their clothes were hung up by the meager fire to dry. "how did the blanket hold up?"
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 31
_" her voice was dry and cracked from not speaking for so long, but she didn't feel the need to cough anymore, and that feeling alone was heaven.
Sanctuary: The Meeting
Crest found a dry white t-shirt, slipped it on and proceeded to clean the kitchen.
The Wildlands: Attria (Chapter 1)
"we need to dry off, it's still cold and you're still shivering. you will dry off faster without the cloak." she approaches and gently pulls at the cloak once again. pausing to see how he will react. he looks displeased.
A Mentally Handicapped Chorus Line Killed By An Apocalyptic Hailstorm
I would write for days body cold and depraved my mind let loose into the dark but no matter how i try to accept the ink has run dry i write on, i write on. no happiness to speak of in my realm of thought.
Entry 7
He did ask me if i was ok though, so that was nice of him and he didn't seem to mind when i stripped down to let my cloths dry on a branch.. i hate wearing wet cloths, it pulls at my fur too much.