Battle of the Dukla Pass - Pt1.
A clinking sound and the latched door at the top of the t-34 pops open, followed by the tank commander's head popping out from the hole, ears pointed at attention.
Morning Dragon Wood (Female)
With two pairs, one clamped around either of your wrists with the clinking of them locking into place, the next set went between and to the head board, keeping your arms snug above your head.
Fallout Tales of the Wasteland Bitch Part 2
Something metal clinked against her nails eve blinking and pulling down the tag a little to look at it " 'dogmeat'? is that your name?" dogmeat barked happily at the name "ok then, dogmeat what you doing out here buddy?"
Failure
And when they do not, the disappointed woman walks on, clinking armor echoing off of stone and empty hollow. a failure.
Short character intro - Adiris
Her scales clinked together quietly, and shone in the sunlight as she strode towards her duty. adiris had grown up in an uncomfortable slum in sinnoh, and only through sheer accident was able to uplift herself from it.
Pink and Yellow
--- _clink clink. clink. clinkclinkclink_. no dice. victor had figured it would be worth it to check the strength of the handcuffs that fastened his hands neatly behind his back.
LAWT #10 ~ Unlocking Perks
The clinking of glass chimed out as the fridge door swung open. "uhhh... lemonade, buncha juice, some booze..." the hare listed off a few items.
Pinup Painslut
Besides my heavy breathing in the room, or i guess more accurately called a sex dungeon, all you could hear was the clinking of chains and the squeaking of stretched leather as i swung back and forth with my struggles.
Kobold Week: Swapped Vanity
Tail swishing behind, the kobold's own tufted tail dragging through the treasure pile and sending a smattering of gold coins clinking off the icy floor where it echoed. "you know better than to touch these treasures!
Performance Review
She heard a clink or two above, and the second object on top of her box was cleared up. tip jar. of course. that just made it dirtier, being effectively whored out for tips.
A Cure for Writer's Block
I hear a clinking and the soft, slow padding of talons against stone, accompanied by the sight of lustrous blue eyes, their oval slits haunting in the darkness.
Keeping Shop
Counter into some sort of space between himself and counter, out of the wolf's vision, and without so much as a sound of coins clinking in a bag.