She began to slide on wet mosses, and finally stopped when she reached out to grasp a tree trunk.

I asked, noting that his clothes were torn and covered with wet moss.

The floodwater drained away, leaving a lot of wet moss.

His boots almost slipped on the wet moss of the other side.

Veeder shoved me away from him then, and I went sprawling on the soft, wet moss.

I climbed over the remains of the wall, slipping on the wet moss, and found I was winded once more.

I wanted to feel the wet green moss on the stones.

He wrapped the wet moss in the leaf and stood.

Every step brought him near fingers and arms of wood reaching out for him; his loafers slipped on wet moss.

Her boot skidded off a patch of wet moss.