Magical Mayhem Sorcerous Familiar Chapter Eighteen
Morning came and brought with it carrion eaters of the worst kind. profiteers who fed off of the deaths of others. scavengers who came only to loot the dead. arcadian soldiers who had seen the flames but done nothing to stop them.
Pack Mentality - Chapter Ten
He had made the mistake of eating carrion by the road, desperate and hungry. the memory sent a shiver through him. the old meat had made him violently ill. he learnt from that mistake the hard way.
Fur Wash
His taste and his scent hit me at once: musky and male, but sweeter than i expected for a carrion-eater. must be all the fruit cups he eats. i hope nobody saw us slip in here together. and i sure as heck hope nobody hears us.
How the Omega Learned his Place
Sure, there had been lean years, years where he found himself gaunt, forced to eat rotten carrion baking in the hot sun, but he had owed no responsibility, respect to anyone expect himself. so why hadn't he left their ranks?
Friday chapter III Assimilation of Reality and a Dream
Tiffany blanched as she realized that even thought she could ignore it when she first had jake back she could not bear the scent of whatever carrion friday used for her perfume.
Lost Into the Past Chapter 13
Nathan was gnawing on some carrion when he saw mr. conductor. this naturally caused him to stop and look at him. "hi, mr. conductor!" he greeted with a bright smile. "hello, sonny boy!"
The Dancing Slave
There was a sheer, six hundred foot drop to the bottom of the hill out of them, never mind the carrion gryphons that would have fought over her body before she reached the ground.
Tales from Anthracite City 1: Of Gods and Men
_typical engineer thinking, adam... overanalyze the obvious; he was an enemy, now he's a hunk of charred meat for the carrion feeders.
Look to The Skies
The tall man, smelling an easy scoop much like a vulture smelling carrion, leaned forward. "hey, mac...you got any idea what's going on here?" the soldier shifted a little, clearly uncomfortable at being asked a question.
Fieldwork
You're a curse on our bloodline, fit only for the carrion-birds." this was good! good enough that she was willing to forgive the interruption -- family structure, exactly as she'd wanted to research.
Truth or Dare
Swarming like vultures to carrion, the otter's long time friends tore every piece of clothing from his body. tears trickled down stewart's face but his friends only laughed. "oh my god, he's actually crying."
Silver Lining (Chapter 9)
It's like peeling a scab again and again, each little tag running a little deeper than the last until he's forging into you with all the rhythms, twists, and jerks of a bird picking at carrion.